How I met Jade [ NOT COMPLETED ]

2. Who are you and how the hell did i get here

Who Are You And How The Hell Did I Get Here ?!

Nate's POV

With a sleeping Jade in my arms I made my way threw the crowd and to the back door of the club that led to an ally. She's not heavy at all. It feels like I'm carrying a basket of laundry or a 2 year old baby. Her head is incredibly large. That's her only flaw.

I took the back door because me carrying a half dead girl out of my club is bad for business. Plus I parked my Lexus gs 350 back here.

This girl has no phone on her or nothing to contact someone to come get her so I guess I'll take her to my place. I also want to question why was she trying to drug me. I mean I'm a really great guy.

I told my father to lock up when the clock turns 3 am. I also told him to make sure Eric gets home safe.

We live in the same penthouse hotel, yeah I could've gave him a ride home. But I have a half dead girl in my arms. And Eric is a sloppy drunk.

I managed to get out with no one following me and questioning me what I was doing with Jade. Someone might've thought I was going to rape her or do something that I'll never do. I reached for my car keys unlocking the back door opening it up.

I tried to put Jade into the car undamaged but her big head hit the side of the car and I cursed loudly feeling her pain.

Well she's knocked out and probably feels nothing, but the pounded sound of her head hitting the side of the car caused me to empathize.

I finally made it home and put Jade in my bed. My penthouse is a one bedroom place. Me being a gentleman I gave her my bed, only for this one night .

After my parents lost their home I got a job as a pizza delivery guy. I hated that job but at the same time loved it because of all the females numbers I got.

One time these kids called in and ordered a pizza but really ordered the pizza for their neighbors as a prank.

Lame I know right.

I moved on campus and they moved in with my aunt. She was not thrilled.

But my club helped me buy my parents a home and this awesome penthouse.

My penthouse is medium size, 2 in the half baths, 1 bed. Everything is mostly grey and black with only a hint of red. I actually got my mother to design my house. She picked a modern style and I surprisingly like it.

Last night I slept on the couch, it was not comfortable at all. Who the fuck designs a couch that's hard as a rock. My entire back is aching of pain as I sat up turning on the tv. I was flipping through the channels when I heard a scream coming from my room. Ahh Jade I forgot she was even here, time to play Sherlock Holmes. I got up walking to the back but before I reached my room an iron board smacked me right in my face. Following that was a kick right to my nut sack that made me loose complete balance.

I. can't. Breathe.

"Who are you and how the hell did I get here!" Jade yelled with a shaky voice. She had dried drool around her mouth and her hair was a mess. I wouldn't want to do this girl if I had a chance.

She took another swing at me with the iron board and that's when I had enough.

"Stop" I grimace in pain. Shit how the hell can she carry something 10 times bigger than her.