The Fight.

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*Y/N'S P.O.V.*

"Stop,  I can explain!"  Patrick shouted, running outside after me.  I rolled my eyes, putting my middle finger up.  He was right behind me now and spun me around with my arm.  "Listen to me, Y/N."  He said.

"No, you fucking listen to me, Patrick!  I gave you a second chance.  I trusted you, and in return you go and do this shit."  I motioned to the girl who was now stood outside too along with the rest of the guys.

"She came onto me!"  He said.

I had had enough, I slapped him and he walked backwards, holding his cheek.

"Oh my lord, Pattie."  The girl shrieked and ran to his side.

The rest of the boys stood there, some looking impressed and the others looking worried.

I stormed off, lighting a cigarette.  I can't believe he could have done this to me.  I heard foot steps running up behind me, but carried on walking.  It was Richie.

"Y/N, I need to tell you something!"  He shouted, finally catching up to me.

"What?  What is it Richie?"  I basically screamed at him, but he didn't back down.

"She approached Patrick, she started to be all handsy, it was my fault, I saw you coming and when I said 'Y/N's here', she started kissing him.  She loves him!"  Richie explained, and I felt my heart break.  "But he loves you!"  I looked up at him, letting it sink in.

I march back to the school, the girl was holding Patrick's hand, I walked over and grabbed her by her shoulder, making her stand up and face me.

"You've come for round 2?  I'll kick your ass."   just looked at her, she started doing some Karate shit before bowing.  What the fuck was this bitch doing.  Then, she hit my forearm with her hand.  I looked at my arm, then at her hand, all before turning around to face the guys.

"Is this bitch for real?"  I laughed, I turned back around to face her, pushing her backwards, she came charging back towards me, I laughed at her and punched her in the face, she immediately landed on the floor and so I straddled her.

"Please, stop.  I'm sorry."  She choked.

I leaned close to her face and whispered.

"I don't like to share.  If I see you so much as look at Patrick, you're dead."  I smirked, watching the worry hit her eyes.  I stood up and walked over to the boys.  They all stood there, their jaws had literally dropped.

"What?"  I asked, picking my bag up.

"That.  Was.  Hot!"  Henry stated and I rolled my eyes.

"Everyone still down to go to the quarry?"  I asked.  Everyone nodded and we started to walk, Belch had decided to leave his car at the school and that he'd pick it up either later on that night or in the morning. 

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