After we all had a few drinks, we decided to go to the dance floor.
Now, I know I'm a little drunk, or else I would not be doing this.
Jack was following close behind me, he's the only one who had only one beer, he said he would be in charge of us tonight.
I started dancing to the beat of the song. Not really caring anymore about the people around us.
I didn't realize that I had started to stray away, until I couldn't find anyone the guys. I started to freak out. I looked all over but I couldn't find them. Alex is going to kill me.
I somehow ended up at the bar where we were earlier. I sighed and took a seat at an empty stool by the side.
Somehow they'll find me, I'll just wait. Anyway, these stupid heels are killing me.
"Want another drink?" The bartender asked me.
I thought about it. What's there to lose? "Yeah sure."
"What would you like?"
"Something fruity please."
"Right away." He smiled.
He gave me this big glass, filled with a pink icy substance. "Mmm, that's so good." I mumbled.
He laughed. "Glad you liked it."
I replied with a smile. He left me there sipping my drink while he made other people's drinks.
After a while I grew bored of waiting, so I grabbed my drink and decided to look around.
I went around the big club, watching people be stupid.
Just when I realized this was pointless and was just about to go sit at the bar again, someone forcefully grabbed my arm making me drop my cup but the music was so loud, no one heard a thing.
I looked up to see a guy I've never met before. He was very attractive but very drunk. "Where do you think you're going hottie?" He laughed.
"Away from you." I replied calmly. Even though I was freaking out on the inside.
"Beep! Wrong answer." He laughed dragging me to a secluded corner in the back.
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Saving You ( All Time Low )
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