Mikel walked to the men’s bathroom and leaned over one of the sinks, his hands gripping the white porcelain. He didn’t want to leave but he also didn’t really want to be here anymore. He saw that Jordan kid and the way he looked at Jezebel. It wasn’t the type of look you want anyone making to someone you have strong feelings for and it didn’t help that she clearly was thrilled also with the smile on her own face. He did want to spend the night with her and wouldn’t let this cheery, pop singer boy, ruin that. Even if Mikel knew there was more to that it didn’t matter at the moment.
He stood back up straight and ran his hands through his hair. Mikel still didn’t want to be crowded by a bunch of people and was shocked when he saw Jezebel leaving the crowd as he was just starting back into it. He grabbed gently on her forearm and looked down at her. Something was wrong with her and that upset him. His night could be ruined and that was fine for him but he wasn’t going to let that happen for her. “What happened?” He asked her in a surprisingly calm voice. “I am sorry for leaving, I shouldn’t have sorry if I upset you…” Mikey said to her sincerely and even though he didn’t really know why she was upset right now, he wondered if it might’ve been from his abrupt leaving.