Crush On You [EDITING]

Chapter Ten : Brought him home.

~Joe's POV~

I was in a nightclub alone. I was supposed to see Elena there, but she never showed up after an hour of waiting. 

She said she'd wanted to see me because she have something important to tell me. After I was convinced by her words, I agreed to see her tonight. 

I drank cans of beer while waiting for her. This girl better show up, or I'll make punch her the next time I saw her again. I can't wait anymore. She's too late. I don't want to wait for her anymore. 

I was so drunk that I can't think. I headed towards the exit door and bumped into someone. "Watch where you're going, dude," I said to the stranger. 

"Hey. You're the one who bumped into me. Better apologize now," I shook my head and tried to walk away, but he stopped me. "I've never seen your face before... New kid in town, huh?" 

I ignored him and took a step ahead. He took a step back and blocked my way. He's getting on my nerves. 

I threw a punch on his face. People just shouldn't messed up with me when I'm drunk. 

My fist landed hard on his cheek and his mouth bleed. I smirked at him as he fell on the floor. He stood up and fight with me. He punched me right in the stomach that make me flew onto a table. My head was spinning and I couldn't think. 

In less than five minutes, the manager chased us out and I punched him in the face. The manager fell on the floor and called out the security guards to chase us out. The big-bodied guards carried both of us and threw us out of the nightclub, by the street. 

The stranger. who won't give up, stood up, again, and kicked me in my stomach. I moaned in pain and landed on the ground. People started to circled us by the street. Loads of cars drove passed us were slowing down. 

Another punch on my face, and it's enough to make me conscious again. And now I can't take any more punches. I tried to lift my hands up, showing him that I surrendered the fight.

I'm tired fighting. I've never fought  with anyone before since I moved in here. And this was the first time. I wished my first time would be with the person I hated the most, not a stranger that I found somewhere around this city. 

Suddenly, a girl approached us, gasping with her mouth and eyes wide open and her palms landed on her mouth slowly. She ran towards the stranger and said something to him. I can barely hear it and my head was spinning hard. 

Slowly, I closed my eyes and I passed out. 

~Cam's POV~ 

I ran towards my brother, Ken, to see his injuries. He just came back from his college and now he had gotten himself in a fight? This is all wrong. I used to hate my brother because he was being overprotective towards me. I hate the feeling that people kept on supporting me and protecting my like I'm a newborn baby. 

The crowd slowly faded away. I slapped Ken's face and he opened his eyes. "Hey, wake up. What the hell?!" I scolded him. He grinned at me. I raised an eyebrow to him. 

I turned around to look at the person he was fighting with. He was fainted. I turned his body around and was shocked to see this annoying guy's face, Joe. I slapped his face and called his name, "Joe? Hey, wake up. Open your eyes, you son of a bitch." But all my effort was useless. He was really, really fainted. 

I ran back to Ken and said, "Hey, Ken. Come on, let's go home." I helped him to stand up. 

"Hey, kiddo. I can still walk, ya know?" He chuckled. Jack ass brother.