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You were looking around for your best friend, lost in the crow, with multicoloured lights flashing around you. The air smelt like sweaty bodies and the lingering scent of cherry vodka was filling your senses. Three drinks? Four? It was two a.m. in the morning and you were stumbling through the crowd of mediocre teenagers. Not knowing how drunk you were exactly, you managed to make your way to the bar, just to ask for another shot.
"You look a little flourished, you alright?", someone spoke from behind you.
You turned around to see your other best friend, Dylan, with a little concern shadowing over his dark features. You nod slightly and feel him put his arm around your waist to keep you steady. This made you giggle, especially because you knew he would jump at any opportunity to touch you, considering how he has completely blatantly liked you for a while now.
"Yes I'm good, have you seen Haadiya? I can't find her", you say before slowly bringing the pungent-smelling drink towards your lips.
Dylan looked around for a few seconds, before shaking his head. You downed the drink and scrunched your nose for how strong the taste was.
"Okay Sarah that's your last one, let's go now", he grabbed your wrist gently and started pulling you further from the bar, you winced and pulled your arm away, wanting to stay a little longer.
"wait- I think i saw Haadiya", you speak urgently before bolting straight into the main crowd, in hope that Dylan wouldn't try saving your ass like he always seems to do.
The music got louder, shoving got heavier, your head was starting to feel cloudy and you immediately regretted your decision. Turning around, you looked for Dylan but had realized that you had gone too far into the crowd and that he was now nowhere to be seen.
"wow there, are you ok?" A voice so deep it almost sounded like a rumble, spoke up from your left.
You looked and blinked a few times, not knowing how to act or what to say entirely. How? It couldn't be? Harry Styles? You froze and tried mustering a few words, but nothing fully came out of your lips. He put his large hands around your wrists and started pulling you out of what was now becoming a mosh pit.
"Alright, you're clearly out of it, let's get you somewhere you can actually stand without being shoved", Harry said soothingly, trying to make sure his height was at his advantage and you wouldn't get pushed.
"SARAH!", you heard a familiar voice scream from the distance.
Haadiya made her way through the crowd and put her arms around your waist instantly, she didn't recognise Harry and thought you were in trouble, at first.
"Excuse me, she's with me", she said loudly, your heart was pounding by everything that was happening. You would've never imagined in a billion years that Harry Styles, out of every boy in the club, was trying to help you out of the crowd.
"wait a second", Haadiya said, her eyes widened and Harry smiled at both of you whilst guiding you out of the crowd.
You felt another person shove straight into your side, causing you to trip a little. Harry or Haadiya couldn't hold you up because of all the tall men in your surroundings.
"Shit! I'm so sorry" you heard, someone else helped you up.
"what the fuck", were the only words that came out of your mouth. Niall Horan, disguised in the crowd, had just tripped you over.
