The Concert

I feel large hands on my hips and twist my head around to be met with beauful green hungry eyes and a curly head of hair. I am really confused and can't really move to do anything about this. Thousands around, but all I seem to focus on is this guy behind me. We are all scrambling and cheering way to close to each other in General Admission. I try to slip away and get to my friend that has managed to skadoodle a few people away. I feel a warm breath on my ear.
"Hi there!" The man holding me yells so I can hear over the loud pounding music.