Snuggling

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Florence's POV

           I and Isa walked to the car that was picking us up on the way to Joiner's arms. She put her hand on my knee and drew soothing circles. I looked at her in the eye and smiled slightly then I took her hand and held it "hold on to each other." My own Lycris echoes in my mind. We then got to the bar.

It was a crazy night I was doing well until I saw the man I ran into earlier, I started drinking the drinks people were buying me I was getting pissed, and drunk, I jumped off the stage. I ran over to the man, I didn't even know his name, and I shoved into him, and he just stared at me and I said: "Don't  ever be with my Isa she's mine..." " Who the hell are you to just step out of nowhere!!" " He grabs my arms forcefully like the man in my dreams I cringed and tried to yank my arms out of his arms, but I couldn't. "My names are John, and I can't deal with you already." He pushed me against the wall and said. " Isa's mine, then he whispered in my ear " If you think that is wrong, then think again. " He then held me in a bruising grip and hit me across the face, and Rob and Tom ran off stage and held him back until security could hold him. All my fans were crossing me and asking if I was ok I just said it was my fault and I am fine. Isa looked confused and mad, and something else I couldn't put my figure on it. My lip was bleeding, and I was feeling drunk and dizzy, and I couldn't breathe, the First Signs of a Florence anxiety attack, all of a sudden things started to turn black, and I hit Tom with full force...

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