He was watching you from across the room. He couldn't help it. There were so many men surrounding you, he just wanted to push his way through them all and get to you. To be the only man surrounding you.

He was a hypocrite, he knew that, but he still wanted to be your number one. He couldn't stand the thought of anyone else being the number one in your eyes. It was the only thing he was selfish about.

He made his way towards you and grabbed your wrist, "we're leaving."