Diana's P. O. V
That's pretty much how we got here, West hugging me to keep me warm, the Greenwich guys on the floor getting an ass kicking, and some people getting it all on video.
"Diana." West said, something about the way he said my name made my insides burn and my nerves get on high alert.
Maybe it's because he always calls me by that nickname he gave me, maybe that's why it sounds so foreign to hear him call me by my name.
"Are you fine? Are you okay?." He asked, pulling me closer, whispering to only my hearing. Just one word described my situation at this moment. Security. I felt secured with him.
"Get me out of here." I whispered back to him, he nodded and pulled me up. My knees were stronger, but I tripped either way. There was this numbness I felt, but it was replaced with shock as West carried me in his arms bridal style.