you dropped the empty bottle of beer that was in your hand and looked up. immediately, your gaze met mine. the slight smile playing on your lips faded gradually as you acknowledged my presence. I couldn't look away. and there, for the first time, you were finally looking at me - straight in the eye.

you looked pained, and the least bit of happy. it hurt knowing that i took away the slight of happiness you were feeling from earlier.

realising that, tears immediately clouded my vision. i found myself smirking at you before I turned around and walked out of the club and into the cold night.