Tangled Love

My conscience reminds me exactly of what I did and I bit back a laugh at the irony.

"God, is this what's it's like to be drunk?" I groan as I try to make my way back to the club doors, my feet heading in completely different directions. I stumble on my heel and wobble a little, my hand shooting out to steady myself. Nothing is in reaching distance and I shut my eyes tightly, feeling myself tumble forward onto the floor.

I wait for the moment my body would smash into the cold slab floors but it never happens. Warm hands suddenly circle around my waist from behind and tug me upwards, causing my eyes to snap open. I see myself be pulled back from the ground and sigh in relief.

I turn to thank whoever it is that saved me from having a face that resembled mashed potatoes. My eyes fall on Tobias.

"Tobias to the rescue," I giggle at him and he shakes his head at me, his arms never leaving my waist.

states, his tone flat and

fun!" I respond, slapping his chest

hands loosen around my waist but he never lets go. I look

I reassure him and he nod: slightly before letting go, his hands dropping

I feel my mood drop immediately, sadness filling my eyes. I lean against the brick wall and wrap my arms around my shivering

"Yeah."

a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it.

respond quickly and Tobias shrugs —

call it how it is" he states and I raise my brow at him, watching as he takes a deep drag from his

"So, how is it then?" I ask intrigued at what he thought about the whole situation between Jake and I. He's silent for a few minutes as he thinks intently about my question. Moments pass and he

and he smirks at