Everyone Has Problems

Why me?

A/N

Sorry for not updating and this is just a sneak peak of what's to come in the next chapter. And let me tell, SHIT GOES DOWN. BAD. :) so until next time my friends.

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NICOLE'S POV______

What was I supposed to do? I didn't know what was going on. That guy just grabbed her one second, then the next, Tom was standing inbetween them. Tom's chest puffed out like a cat, but he had a calm expression laid out across his face. His fists were clenched, knuckles turning white. "What do you think your doing mate?" the tall kid infront scoffed at him. "Who the hell are you?". Tom began to take a step closer, "Im the guy you don't want to fuck with." Ayne cut in, "Michael, get the hell out of here!" Then thats when things took a turn for the worse. What Ayne said snapped something in Michael. He stepped forward and pushed Tom aside, trying to get ahold of Ayne. But then Tom placed a hand on Michael's shoulder, spinning him around. Then smack! Tom's fist collided with Michael's jaw.

Then a hand was on my shoulder. I turned to see Brian, "lets go! Come with me now!" I turned back to look at Tom one last time. But just to see, Tom hovering above Michael, fists plummeting to the sides of Michael's head. A feeling started to build in my stomach. Excitement? Worry? But hey, what can I do about it? But seeing all this go down, I then turned to look at Ayne. She had her hand tangled in her hair, with the expression of anger on her face. Everything around me became incoherent. It was all just a big slow scene. Tom raising his fist up, then, forcing it back down onto Michael. Brian quickly left my side and ran to Tom. This all seemed unreal. It happened all to quick. Why was that guy here? Why is Tom beating the man to death? Why does Tom even care? The answers were for me to never know.

Brian was behind Tom, pulling him off. Tom quickly calmed himself and left to the car. Ayne was standing there, running a hand through her hair, unsure of what to do. Brian was trying to help Michael but, he refused. His nose was bleeding, his lower lip split open, and a couple

reddish/purple marks on the side of his jaw.

Luckily for him we were near a hospital.

Brian began to talk to Ayne. At first it seemed like he was yelling at her, but I'm not sure. But then Brian gave her a quick hug, then started walking towards me. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me toward the car. He opened the door for me, but once I got in, he slammed it. I saw him through the rearview mirror, rush to the driver side. As he sat down, he started the car, and backed out quickly.

"What the hell was that about? Seriously! Tell me because that was totally uncalled for Tom!" Tom just sat there, breathing hard due to the adrenaline he was feeling. Brian looked at him wide eyed, searching for an answer. But soon gave up. I hated all this anger. It made me, feel bad. I don't like those feelings one bit.

"Brian can you turn on the radio."

His head turned to me slowly. His eyes were narrowed, but then he turned back, and resumed driving.

I guess that's a, no!

We drove for at least 20 minutes before we arrived at our house. Brian opened the door for me. I climbed out, grabbed my stuff, and headed to my room for a shower. After being in the hospital for a few days, I'm pretty sure I stink, and my hair must be greasy.

As I walked through my room, I heard a little beep. It was a message being sent to me.

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From: Harry*<:)