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.

"You're drunk," he states, his tone flat and I beam

"So? I'm having fun!" I respond, slapping his chest that is so

I almost fell..." I add, scowling at the floors. I feel Tobias' hands loosen around my waist but he never lets go. I

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

tonight?" Tobias asks me quietly and I feel my mood drop immediately, sadness filling my eyes. I lean against the brick wall and wrap my arms

"Yeah."

idiot." Tobias says pulling a cigarette from his pocket

him an idiot," I respond quickly and Tobias shrugs —

brow at him, watching

the whole situation between Jake and I. He's silent for a

and he