We headed to a local pub not far away, just the four of us. We started the night with some martinis. "What have you been doing these past 2 days?" Shane asked. "We've been exploring more about London, and stuff… it just goes through and out," I told him. "How about you?" I continued. "We on the other hand, have been busy recording out new album," he told me. "A new album? What's the title? What's the song?" I asked him. "Hold on there, tigress, I need to take a leek first, could you join me for a second Kian?" Shane asked. "What? Na-ah… I'm busy talking to Nat," Kian replied. "Just… for a second," Shane insisted as he tugged him. "Okay, okay, I'll go," Kian gave up and followed him. I sipped my martini as Nat looked at Kian walk away. "You've been calling him and not telling me about it?" I asked Nat. "I was… after tonight…" Nat replied with a smile. "Yeah… right," I replied sarcastically. Just as I finished that sentence, a drunken man approached us. "Hey there sugar, wanna join us for a dance?" he asked. "Umm… no thank you," I replied as I tried to ignore him. "C'mon… a short one will do, I've never danced with an Asian before," he replied and grabbed my hand. "Get your hands off her," Nat tried to help. "Buzz off slut, I wasn't talking to you," he replied as he pushed Natalie away. "Hey… let me go!" I shouted at him as my heart started to pump. He started to harass me with his hands as I tried to push him away. Natalie tried to ask for help, but none wanted to be involved. I was about to lose hope when suddenly the drunk tripped back onto the floor. Shane then pulled me behind him as he faced the drunk. "You better leave," he told the drunk. The drunken man quickly charged towards Shane without thinking. Shane managed to push me away before he was pinned to the ground. The drunk then punched Shane on the cheeks before Kian pulled him back. Everything was turning out hectic as both Natalie and I panicked. Moments later, the drunk fell onto the floor unconscious from one blow by Kian. "C'mon, let's go," Shane, said as he held my hand and left.

We stopped by a 24-hour mart where I bought some ice to mend Shane's aching jaw. We were sitting by the steps nearby as Kian and Natalie headed back to the pub to settle some things with the cops. I wrapped the ice onto my handkerchief and laid it onto Shane's redden cheeks. He flinched for a moment, but then got used to it. "Thank you," I told him. He smiled at me. "Your welcome," he replied. "I never knew that you would do this much for a fan," I asked him. "You're not just a fan, you're more than that to me," he said as he touched my hand on his cheeks. Slowly, we came into a kiss. "Shane!" Kian called out. We quickly broke out of our kiss. "Y…yes?" Shane asked. "What were you two doing?" Natalie asked as she approached with Kian. "N…nothing!" I quickly told her. "Anyway, we better get out of here before the press arrive, you know how bad things could go if we stayed," he told us. "You're right, let's head back to the hotel," he suggested. The guys dropped us off outside the hotel before they headed back to their hotel. As Natalie and I went into the lobby, we heard someone calling us. Slowly we turned around. "Yoruba sensei…" I said.