nobody's perfect

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As I make my way back inside, I rush past Sidney who stood there. She seemed very confused by what was going on. To be totally honest, I had no idea what was going on either and what just happened with Chris. I don't understand why he's blaming me for me telling him how to treat his girlfriend. It's just how I see it; when I get angry, I speak what's on my mind, nothing less than that.

It isn't any of my business, but she definitely doesn't deserve him of all people. Since I met her, I've wanted nothing more than to get to know her. There is just one thing that was in my way from getting her: Chris. I knew I could come up with a way to get her away from him, but I couldn't think where I should begin. I'm sure I'll come up with something soon enough.

I walk over to where Nick was sitting. He sat up and grabbed hold of my shoulder, squeezing a bit. "Hey man! What happened out there? I could hear you with Mour-ies out there. What was the bastard going on about?" he questions staring at me.

I let out a frustrated sigh and run a swift hand through my messy curls. I really didn't feel like conversing right now. All I wanted right now was to get the hell out of here.

"Tell you later, man. I think I'm gonna go – see you later. Can you catch a ride from someone? Maybe Brae can come get you?" I ask looking at him. He just gives me a nod and tells me he'll see me later. I nod my head before pulling my keys from the pocket of my jeans.

"See you later, mate!" I hear him call out to me as I swing my keys around my finger while I head toward the main doors of the restaurant.

I end up walking right past Sidney once more, but she wasn't alone this time. He was with her and talking at her like she was a small kid or something. As I look at Sidney, I can't help but notice the look on her face. She seemed like she was about to burst into tears. What a bastard, he doesn't deserve her at all, especially not by treating her like that.

I roll my eyes at him as if he could see me before I begin to make my way out the doors. It really astounded me that he thinks he's treating her right, when he really isn't. I push through the main door of the restaurant and head down the path that led to the parking lot where I parked my car.

After what seemed like a lifetime, I finally make it to my car. I press the button to unlock it before I grab the handle and pull it open. I climb up in to my Tahoe and take my respective seat behind the steering wheel. I slam the door shut once I sat down before I secured my safety belt in place. The doors automatically lock after a few minutes.

I stick the key in the ignition and start it up. After I started the engine, I press the button to turn my radio on. A song by Three Days Grace was playing; Over and Over, which is one of my favorite songs. I crank the volume up as I begin to pull out of my parking space. I keep my eyes on the road in front of me so I don't get distracted.

As I drive down the main road that came to the street Braden, Nick and I lived on; I can't help but notice Sidney standing at the corner with her friend, waiting to cross at the light. She was too beautiful; I couldn't help myself from staring. I am soon caught off guard by some bastard honking at me, signaling for me to go.

Shit, why the hell did I do that? I really didn't want to get rear ended now. I give him a slight wave in the rear view thanking him before I step on the gas and continue driving forward. I soon come to a stop at the next light before I take a sharp left onto the street which was right before the street Nick, Braden and I lived on. Thankfully, no one was coming from the other way as I sailed over.

I soon come to a stop in front of the street the lads and I lived on. As I look up, I notice dark brown locks I recognized – Sidney. I guess we lived a street down from each other. I couldn't help but stare at her. At least I was pulled off to the side this time instead of in the middle of the intersection. She soon looks over at me, her mouth slightly agape.

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