The Concert [H.S]

Chapter 4

An address. "84 Sussex Street", I mumbled to myself. I looked up at Tess, clearly, she was as confused as I was. I flipped the paper around to see '-Harry' written in small print at the bottom of the piece of paper. Surely not, I thought to myself. The security must have given it to the wrong person. With slight hesitation, I folded the note and popped it in my pocket. "Hannah, we have to go," Tess said with a slightly raised voice. I shook my head, "it's a mistake, there's no way we're going to a random address that was written on this piece of paper". After what felt like 30 minutes, Tess finally agreed that we were back to our hotel which was about 10 minutes from the theatre. Tess and I live just over half an hour from the theatre so we thought it was best to stay in the city for the night. We stood on the curb whilst I ordered the Uber.

We finally arrived at our hotel at exactly 11:55pm, still buzzing from the concert. We decided to check in, touch up our makeup, get ready and head down to the bar on the floor level of the hotel. Walking into the bar, we were clearly the only crazy people up this late. It had now been about an hour since we went to the bar, and I can assure you we had way too much to drink. We were mumbling our words and my head was spinning. I looked at Tess, "why did we drink this much". She messily shook her head, clearly as wasted as I was.

It was nearing 1am when we were joined by a man in the bar. A tall figure approached the bar. He smelt like cigarettes and alcohol and was clearly drunk. Whilst grabbing a stool next to us, the man grumbled, "what are you pretty ladies doing here by yourselves?". We politely smiled and looked away. We decided that it was probably time to head back to our room. We stood up and started walking away, thanking the bartender along the way. That was until I felt a hand sliding down my lower back. I spun around, my eyes coming in contact with the drunk man that was sat next to us. "Don't touch me", I said with a slightly raised voice. Tess looked at me with a concerned expression, and grabbed my hand to follow her. His hands then tightened around my hips, clearly not budging. "She said don't touch her", a husky voice yelled. Before I could blink, the man was thrown from the stool onto the ground. "It was just a joke dude, I'm sorry", the creep spat back, with almost a sense of fear in his tone. "Get out of here and don't come back", the figure said back. He came closer to me, "are you alright love?". My hands were shaking, voice trembling as I attempted to say I was fine. I moved my gaze to Tess who was on the floor still looking at the man with her mouth agape.  

A/N ~ Hi everyone. Decided to start updating again, let me know what you think. My chapters are slowly getting longer wooo! Have a good day xx