I was standing in the middle of the dancefloor with a group of my friends. I was on a night out with people from my work. I am swaying forwards and backwards. As I watch all my friends let loose and proper dance I look at them with their arms raised and there head bouncing up and down. Then I start to look at the way there are dressed am in blue jeans and causal top. My friends are in very nice dresses, high heels nice hear and perfect makeup. I wonder what if I put in more effort. Would I get / feel more confident? Around my friends, and how I think people see me.
Just like every time I stand on the nightclub dancefloor I get pushed ,shoved ,and because I don't wear high heels some drunk girl too drunk to keep her balance stands on my foot very hard . I stumble fall back to the wall as i can't lift my foot few of my friend notice my foot is hurt after someone stood on it I nod just so they don't worry and stop having goodtime and I don't want to ruin their night.
A few minutes pass a big shallow lingers above me i look to see a very big round face with the most genuine smile I have ever seen.
He took my tiny hand in his very manly hand and leaned over and wispered in my ear as it was very loud on the dancefloor "let me hep you get up and get you out of her as you look miserable"
I nodded as i never really heard all he said just heard bits and pieaces as we were walking throughthe crowds of peope ancing away like they didnt have a care in the world,i quickly glanced over to my friends to make sure they were still having fun and they were I did wonder weather to tell them I was leaving but I knew if I did that would come with a 100 Questions and being forced to stay later than I would like.
As the fresh air hits us my foot started to really nip we went over a really quiet bit where there wasnt a lot of people standing about.
The lovey man askedto have aquick look at my foot as he has first aid exsperience I took of my my sock and shoe slowely as I was positive it would be bleeding. but as I looked at my foot my big toe had a lot of skin took of and a indent where the womens heel stood on my shoe. he gave me that great big smile agin. witch I automactlly gave him one in return he put his hand as to shake my hand and said nice to meet you my name is jay!
I shake his hand and say my name is Sarah, we stand just outside the nightclub looking for a few minutes am standing there looking at him asking myself what he must think of me dressed like this. Jay open his mouth to say something then everybody standing outside just hear sirens really close to us then we start seeing the flashing lights. As all the police vehicle stop I turn to jay to say "you didn't need to call the cavalry you know" he just laughed.
The police vans toped and bunch of people in padded uniforms come in past the metal stained gates as the semi jog towards us we all just slowly stand up against the wall even before te men with the guns even asked. Also a bunch of the armed people went in the nightclub to ask all the people who was in the night club to step outside. Outside quickly became quite busy. I and jay asked If we could go but a very rude police officer said no one is leaving until the club has been searched and everyone here has been subject to a body search. We were at the start of the body search so we got to leave pretty much after that. I was still limping cause of my foot so jay offered his arm for me to lean on. His house was just a couple of streets away from the night club so he asked if I wanted to go to his for a drink since our night was cut short I was like sure as he seems like a nice guy but as we were walking I did have a thought what if I was wrong what if he was a murder/rapist. I put that thought to the back of my mind as I wouldn't be that unlucky. We slowed down as we reach this stunning house as jay reached in his denim jeans to fish out his keys