Alana, 27
Standing in a friend's living room as music blared, my date's face contorted in rage.
We were in a new relationship and we'd gone to my friend's party.
Then, after too much to drink, he'd kicked off.
Now, we were having a blazing row in front of everyone.
At first, I wanted the ground to swallow me up.
But as my date became more angry, I started to feel scared too.
Suddenly, his mate Jake, then 28, pulled him away.
'Calm down,' he said, then turned to me.
'You OK?' Jake frowned.
'I am now,' I said.
My hero.
I didn't
