Chapter 33- Drunk Words (Part 2)

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"But rumour has it he's the one I'm leaving you for." - Rumour Has It, Adele

Nathan’s P.O.V

I hate when the guys do this. They purposely come up with the BRILLIANT idea of going out to the club here, when they know that I can’t drink.

Being near a full bar and not being able to have anything in it is just not something I can handle.

Tom placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a smile. “Sorry, mate.”

“No you’re not.” I replied.

“Yeah, I know but I was trying to be nice.” He shrugged.

I shook my head.

“HEYYY WE’RE READY!” Heather yelled as she ran down the stairs with the rest of the girls following behind.

“Whoo, let’s go!” Rachael said excitedly and headed for the door. Jay smirked and followed behind her outside.

“I CALL SHOTGUN!” Willow screamed and ran out the door.

“Oh no you don’t!” Siva said and ran after her.

Heather looked over at the rest of us still standing there. “Now which one of you idiots can actually drive safely?”

Max shrugged and looked at me and then Tom. “I think its best if one of you girls drive.”

Jordan grabbed the keys from Heather’s hands and ran out the door. “JORDAN’S DRIVING!”

Heather threw her head back and groaned. “The girl just got her license. Let’s hope we’re still alive by the time we get there.”

I chuckled. Jordan is so cute in every way.

Jordan’s P.O.V

See now I don’t understand why everyone is so concerned about me driving. I mean, we made it all alive to the club, right? Here we are, all fine.

I opened the car door and jumped out. I stood there for about a minute, just waiting for everyone else to come out. I put my hands on my hips and stared back at the car.

No one got out.

I sighed and opened the side car door. I stared back at everyone, who just sat back in their seats with their eyes wide. “What’s wrong with you guys?”

Heather took off her seat belt and just stared in mid air for a second. Without even looking at me, she said, “I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared in my life.”

“Gosh, I think I got a near heart attack during one of those turns.” Max said and clutched his heart.

I threw my arms up and shrugged in confusion. “What are you guys talking about? I was safely driving.”

“In what world?!” Jay explained.

My arms fell to my sides and I shrugged once again. “Okay well maybe I did nearly miss one red light. Oh and that stupid truck dude knew he had it coming to him when he just all of a sudden turned into my lane in front of me!”

Willow got out from the passenger seat and placed a hand on my shoulder. “I’m gonna be driving on the way back. Kay? Kay.”

Pshh, people are so judgmental these days.

We walked into the club and showed our IDs and stuff to the guards. Nathan, Willow, Kat, and I all had to wear these rubber bands that showed that we couldn’t order any drinks. And to be honest, I didn’t mind at all. But it looked like Nathan wasn’t too happy about it.

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