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Laurel's POV
I decided to hang out with the girls for a little bit.
We're all sitting on the patio and we hear yelling.
Cara looked over at me, "What the hell is that?!"
"Nate and the guys are at his place tonight."
Then we hear someone scream Nate's name.
Cara looks at me again, "What the hell are they doing?"
I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know. Let me call Sammy."
I picked up my phone and dialed Sammy's number.
Two rings later he picks up, "Laurel thank God you called!!!"
"What the hell is going on over there?"
"Well Gilinsky showed up and started shit and now him and Nate are fighting. We can't get Nate off of him!"
Sammy's POV
Laurel started to sound worried, "What do you mean you can't get Nate off of Gilinsky?!"
"I mean we've pulled them off of each other multiple times and they keep going after each other. They are fighting because of you..."
The line went dead... Laurel had hung up.
About 2 minutes later Nate's front door swings open.
Laurel stood in the doorway, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!?!?!"
Nate and Gilinsky were still fighting.
Laurel's POV
Nate and Gilinsky were still fighting and I started to see blood.
A lot of blood....
I started screaming, "Nate get off of him!!!! THERE'S BLOOD!!!!"
I walked over to them and used every bit of my being and pulled Nate off of Gilinsky.
I pushed Nate back and turn to look at Johnson helping Gilinsky up off the floor, "Get him out of here!"
I pulled Nate into the kitchen and bad him sit on the counter.
I went to the freezer and got an ice pack and then got a rag.
I handed him the ice pack and I went to the sink to wet the rag.
I walked back over to him and put the rag up to his face to try and get the blood off his face.
Nate grabbed my wrist.
He was still pissed, "You need to fucking leave!"
"No.I need to get this blood off of you."
"Why the hell did you even come over here?!?"
"I heard the yelling and I called Sammy and he told me you guys were fighting and he said it was because of me..."
"Yeah Laurel it was because of you!" He started yelling again, "All of this bullshit is because of YOU! I lived a perfectly fine life, never got into any trouble, I stuck to my music and minded my own business! Then I moved and met you! And now I've gotten into two fights BECAUSE OF YOUUUU!!!!"
I didn't get to say anything back. He jumped off the counter.
"Laurel you need to GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
I felt like I was going to cry but I didnt want to do it infront of him.
I didnt want him to think I was weak.
I ran out of his house, through the yard, into my house, up the stairs and into my room.
I slammed my bedroom door and put my back to it.
I slid down the door and the tears started pouring out....
Once I finally stopped crying I crawled into my bed.
That night I dreamed.
I dreamed that Nate and I were together.
We were dating.
We were happy.
Most importantly we were in love.
It was just a dream but what scared me most is that in real life I was falling in love with him.
I was wrong telling him it would never work....
I was just scared of getting hurt.
I was scared he was going to end up like all the others.
