you're at a concert. youre with your boyfriend and his family and our family...great. you're in the crowd singing, dancing, recording, having a great time somehow you made it to the FRONT row not realizing you accidentally got separated from him

you get a message on your phone from Zachary

"where are you?"

*you respond

"in the crowd, made it to the front row"

about 5 minutes later you feel hands wrapped around your waist

"love, don't run like that..."

you hear in your ear