'what are the chances, everyone's dancing, and he's not with you?'

You thought to herself, gazing at herfrom the other side of the party. There she stood, so lonely in that beautiful dress. U couldn't stand seeing her glued to her phone.

'What am i gonna do, not grab your wrist?'

U set her solo cup down and making ur way over to her. Grabbing her wrist gently, making her shiver from the cold touch. Bringing het hand to your lips, u plant a kiss and muttered to her.

"I could be a better boyfriend than him... i could do the shit he never did.." you say as you keep eye contact with demitra