Aria POV
I fought tooth and nail to get through the busy crowd, but I could still sense him drawing closer to me.
"Excuse me, sorry. Excuse." I say as I push past angry drunk youngster, all flashing me cold gaze, but I couldn't slow down for anything.
For one, a creepy drunk guy is following after me and I'm scared the fvck out, that all that's spiraling in my head is to get out of this crowd. I reach out for my purse, while still manovuering my way through the crowd and dial Chloe on my contact list.
It's rings at the other end, but she doesn't pick, frustrated I dial the number yet again and before I can bring it closer to my ear, the phone falls to the ground.
I don't even reach out to pick it, when someone dancing, mistakenly kicks it away from my sight. My phone was now far los
