Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 13: Nearing Seventeen

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I just realized I can't delete these feelings I have. Maybe that's what I thought of because I was scared. I was scared of losing Connor. I was scared of being unloved. After all, he's my first. He's my everything. And now I'm sure that I love him. Now all that's left to clean up is that horrible bitch.

(Brad's POV)

Shit. Oh my god. I think I like her.
No Brad, you can't do this to Connor. He got her first.

I gotta stop this nonsense.

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I told the gang the rest of Penny's aching story and I think Tris and James were a little pissed off at Con and his bestfriend.

"Why the fuck did Connor do that? I respect his best friend and all but just why?" James yelled, obviously irritated.

"Uhh guys, look at this," Tristan motioned us to look at his phone. "Someone leaked a photo of Connor and Penny kissing at the park. The fans are going crazy shit dude!"

"They're sending hate to Penny," I muttered. "Who did this?!" James was getting more furious every minute. "I swear if I find out who did this, that guy's going to pay!"

The door clicked open and we all knew who it was, but we didn't expect he would bring someone along.

"Hey guys, this is Alaina, she's my best friend ever since we're kids. I figured it was getting late and thought that she should stay here for the night," he introduced one of the worst bitches I've ever seen so far in my life, not one this close. The three of us, James, Tris and I exchanged looks of disgust but she would be only staying for a night, how bad would it be?

"Sure, but she's sleeping on the couch." James eyed the girl. Sluggish eyebrows, huge lips, bad make-up and ugly clothes; is there someone much worse than her? Penny was right. This girl is... well, a bitch.

"I think I might have to throw up," Tristan joked after Connor and Alaina went to the living room. James and I laughed with him.

We didn't realize that midnight was slowly creeping in and it's time to doze off. Connor suddenly entered the kitchen just as we're about to leave. "So, what'd I miss?" He smiled at us. We shook our heads lightly and just ignored him as we head upstairs. "Hey guys?" He called out. "Yo what's your problem?" He followed us upstairs into the hallway until James got pissed at him. He stopped and turned to him while we watched. "You're our problem."

"What? What did I do?" Connor asked, unaware of his prickness. Tristan sarcastically chuckled and said, "Why don't you ask Penny?" I flicked my eyes at him then we disappeared to our own rooms.

(Connor's POV)

I have nooo idea what they're talking about. What did I do wrong? They said I should go ask Penny.

I didn't hesitate to open her door. I went inside and closed it behind me. She was sitting on the side of her bed, and looked to see who came in, but when she saw me she turned her back to me. I frowned. Is she angry at me? I didn't even know what I did!

I slowly walked to her bed, removed my shoes and my shirt, and kneeled at the duvet behind her. I hugged and pulled her to me, but she strongly stayed put.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I sat and looked at her. "Babe?"

"So how's your day?" She asked. "It was fine, I let Alaina stay here for the night. It was getting kinda late." She scoffed, "Oh really? You thought about that. You thought it's too dangerous for her to go home alone in the night. What about letting me leave without even looking at me? It got dark outside. Heck, you didn't even offer me a ride home for crying out loud." I was silent. Is that what this is all about?