Although her vision was a little blurred at the time, Hazel grabbed his hand and yanked him into a nearby alleyway. Pursing her lips and keeping them both low as the girls passed by, she slowly stood and whispered slowly, still processing the sudden action, "I'll be fine. Just probably a bruise, that's all..." Her eyes studied his face for a moment, as if trying to piece something together. "Have I... Have I seen you somewhere before?" Hazel asked, tilting her head to the side the slightest bit. Obviously, she wasn't a fan. She'd really never heard of him in her life. The girl had just seen him on the TV lately, since one of his tour stops was New York.