So my friend got drunk and decided it was a good idea to go for some fresh air in the streets at 4am in the morning, and silly enough, you friend thought it was a great idea as well. And so, she dragged him out of the place and vanished into the streets!
I freaked out!
'Follow them, quick!' I said in a panicked voice.
You chuckled, maintaining your cool as always and then quickly resumed your serious looks, 'let's go after them.' You held my hand and we walked out of the place together. Before we managed to step out of the entrance, you asked me to wait. You went to your crew and told them where you were going. You're responsible and I like that about you.
As soon as you came to me, we ran out of the place together.
To my relief, my friend and your friend were just sitting on the floor, nearby where we'd been.
To my surprise, they were still holding hands and my friend looked better.
'How are you?' I asked, but she didn't answer.
'How is she?' I asked, this time sounding annoyed and looking at your friend.
'She's fine, better now after some water,' he replied, meekly. I must have been intimidating.
'Alright, let's go somewhere where we could sit and talk,' you said, casually but not with a sense of authority that you could easily muster.
We all agreed and started walking to the only restaurant still open at the wee hours in the morning not so far away. We could see the neon lights blinking - it wasn't at all appealing, but that's our only choice.
On the way there, my shoes were acting out, my beautiful expensive leather flats! They simply refused to cooperate with my feet and many a times I had to stop and fix them.
Our beloved friends were walking way ahead of us, happily, oblivious to everything and anything in the surrounding. You noticed me lagging behind so you stopped. 'Are you okay?' you asked, softly, your eyes are smiling.
'No,' I chuckled, half annoyed, half amused, 'I can't walk, my shoes keep falling.'
'Need a piggy back ride?' you offered, with a boyish grin.
'No!' I snapped back, feeling ridiculed, 'I am too heavy for that.'
'No, you're not' you said, laughing out loud, 'I am twice as heavy as you are, come on.'
You stood in front of me, lowered your body and invited me to climb onto you. So I agreed, I climbed onto your back, holding your broad shoulders. It was amazing how high up I was, and everything looked so different. I suddenly started laughing, a laugh so hearty which I hadn't heard for days if not weeks. You started walking or perhaps marching. You walked so quickly until within seconds we overtook the couple who were happily, leisurely strolling in front of us.
Do you remember that night? When you and I and your friend and mine first met? Perhaps you don't, but I do and my friends do. And I will forever remember the moments you gave me a piggy back ride and how steady and fast your steps were, how confident and high-spirits you were, and how happy and silly we all were. All five of us...
Thanks for the memories.
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