Scarlet's P.O.V
I push through the mass of people in the club. I don't know where I'm going, all I know is that I want to get out of here. I can hear voices behind me calling my name, but I choose to ignore them.
Fog fills the room and the only source of light is from the disco balls, that are sparkling up above. I try to find the exit but can't seem to see anything apart from people dancing and drinking.
I looked around and are surrounded by people grinding against each other. I feel myself starting to get dizzy and almost faint to the floor, when I feel a pair of hands catch me.
I know exactly who it is from the familiar touch. He takes me to the bar and orders a glass of water. He tries to steady me but I take his hands off of my waist and sit down on the bar stool.
He passes me
