Elsie's POV
Albie.
What was he doing here? Where did he even come from? The questions just kept swarming in my head as I stared at him.
He wasn't looking at me, he didn't even act like I was standing there like my wrist was in his, he just ignored me. His focus was on something else, something or rather someone that was beside me.
"Hold on dude, no need to get aggressive, if you want her just take her." The other man said brusquely, taking a drink from his bottle, he turned and ignored us.
Drunk bastard, I was disgusted by the way he just pushed me off to another man like he lost interest in a matter of seconds, all it took was for him to be challenged.
I was annoyed, even if the man that made him lose interest was Albie, it was still irritating.
The way Albie was looking at him as he turned could have borne a hike through his skull, I took the time to turn my gaze to him, the way his hair poured forward gave him a dark look.