“Gettin’ lost in the crowd there, Short-stuff?” Nikki teased, him finding a very obvious amount of joy in the fact he had a reason to tease you at the moment, He had to slightly push his way through the crowd of groupies, pushy fans and other rockstars who he didn’t care to pay attention since he had a very strict plan for the night: drink, and drink again and get with groupies who couldn’t care less about him.

He knew that was wrong of him, He had you with him and yet he chose to do everything he knew you hated and he chose to do it all in front of you — he could have you, the one girl in his life that had actually stuck around even though he acted like he couldn’t care less.

He knew you hated being squished by people in a crowd as well.

“God, here- just hold my hand.”

Nikki spoke quite exasperatedly, there was no real ill will in his tone though — him pulling you in towards him so he could make sure you didn’t get lost again as he grabbed ahold of your hand. He could act like he didn’t care but it would never be true.