Meghan's POV
i sat on the sidewalk outside the restutaunt wanting to get the hell away from sammy, he always does that.
johnson came out and sat down next too me,
"what happend?" he asked
"he called me a slut"
he put his arm around me and brought my closer to him, and kissed my forehead.
"i really didn't know he was comming, if i knew he was-" johnson got cut off by cameron running towards us.
"you need to get in there, there fighting" Cameron said running back inside.
me and johnson quickly went inside the restutaunt and i saw taylor on top of sammy, punching him.
"taylor" i yelped going over to them and trying to get Taylor off of sammy.
"dude there gonna call the cops" gilinsky said.
"please Taylor," i said and he let go looking at me and getting off of sammy.
"What the fuck" sammy said getting off of the ground with a bloody nose.
a part of me feels bad but he fucking deserves it, he's such a prick.
"let's just go," johnson said and I followed him and gilinsky out.
taylor ran out and came up too me, i looked down at his hands and there were scratches all over his knuckles, the were bleeding. I brought my hands over his knuckles and he flinched.
"you didn't have to beat him up" i said
"he deserves it, i don't even know what he did but he made you cry" he said causing me to smile.
i said goodbye to him and went back in the car, the car ride was silent and i just wanted to sleep and forget about this whole night, the part where i was called a slut and the part where Taylor beat sammy up.
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i got woken up by my phone going off, i quickly grabbed it and i had 10 missed calls from noelle. I checked the time and it was 2am, why the fuck is noelle calling me at 2.
I got up and called her back, she picked up on like the second ring.
"hello," her voice was really low and she sounded like she was crying.
"what happend? where are you? are you okay?" I asked freaking out a little.
"aaron, we got in a huge fight. like so big meg, I threw a plate at him and didn't know where to go so i called you.. but you didn't answer so i am at Nash and Cameron's house" she said
"oh my god, i will come get you. you can stay here," i said putting my shoes on and grabbing Johnson's keys.
i hung up the phone leaving the apartment without telling the boys.
i am litterly wearing shorts and a tank top, at least im wearing a bra.
i pulled up to there apartment and didn't even bother knocking on the door. she was sitting on the couch with mascara all over her face. nash was sitting down next too her.
"sorry for waking you," noelle said hugging nash and walking over too me.
i gave nash a small smile and walked back to the car, noelle didn't look like she wanted to talk but i really wanted to know what happend.
"wanna talk about it?" i asked and she shrugged her shoulders looking out the window.
"it was about something stupid, he looked through my messages and he saw i was texting nash and he freaked out for no reason," she said
"he shouldn't be looking through your messages in the first place" i said as we pulled up to my apartment.
thankfully the boys didn't wake up as we got into the apartment.
