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Chapter 6
ADAM'S P.O.V
After watching Julie leave we got back to the party. Non of us particularly happy about the way Paul had treat Julie. Thinking about it, we were all rather protective over the girls, probably Julie more than Connie been as Guy was protective over Connie 24/7.
"Did she look weird or was that just me"? Charlie voiced his opinion.
"She looked weird". Goldberg piped up.
"Nah I think it's just because she was actually dressed like girl and not like one of the guy's". I replied.
"Yeah that's probably it". Charlie said going back to the party.
Julie did look hot, I thought to myself. There was no wonder all the guy's had surrounded her when she first came in. She was dressed far from the Julie I had known before now.
What was this, were these feelings for Julie? They can't be, we're friends, best friends even. Though it would explain why I wanted to kill Paul at this very moment in time. Nah, we all probably felt the same, mess with one of us you mess with us all. It must have been the drink talking. It must.
"Adam man, you gonna have to hook me up with that babe. She's hot". Paul said hushed and slyly in my ear.
"Are you brain dead man or what? She just beat the shit out of you". I said rather loudly.
"Hey, it's just a sign she likes me". He continued laughing.
"I don't think so. You obviously don't know Julie". I began walking away.
"I know she's a slut, she'd probably have me and then some". He carried on. Something triggered in my head and I spun around and looked at him dead on.
"What the fuck did you say"? I shouted making the whole room stop and look at us. I was soon surrounded by the ducks.
"I said she's a slut, all you guy's have probably had her". He laughed at the sight of the ducks behind me.
I saw red and flew at him, I got the first few punches in, then he flung one at me cutting my bottom lip in the process before being pulled apart by Fulton and Portman.
"AR look, all your little duckies come to rescue poor little rich boy". He said harshly.
"Huh, hum". Portman tapped him on his shoulder and as he turned around he thumped him straight on.
Charlie being Charlie pulled Portman away from him holding him back gently as we all watched him crawl to his feet.
"You're fucking crazy the lot of ya". He scowled. Both me and Portman pulled but were stopped unfortunately.
"Get the fuck out of here, before we let these two go". Charlie said receiving help by Russ at holding Portman back.
"Who'd wanna stay here with you crazy cunts anyway". He walked cockily out slamming the door behind him.
"You ok Adam"? Luis asked noticing the slight dripping of blood from my lip.
"Yeah". I answered as Fulton let go.
"What a night, it's a shame Guy won't remember any of it". Dwayne spoke up noticing Guy drinking another bottle and trying to hold a conversation with another guest.
After cleaning my lip up a bit I wasn't in the best of moods. The others put my fight down to the fact that he was talking about Julie like she was prostitute and they'd all have done the same thing. But it made me wonder. I never simply lashed out, yeah fine I despised the way he was talking about her, but normally I would have just ignored him and left it to the others. Why was it different this time? Maybe it was because I'd had Dutch courage from the alcohol but something deeper told me it was because I had feelings for her.
JULIE'S P.O.V
I had just rang Connie and told her I was just queuing up outside club Europa and to get me a smart drink ready. My hand was killing by now and swelling a little larger but nothing massive.
"So is Guy ok"? Was Connie's first question when I found where they were stood.
"Yes, he's fine. Adam and Charlie are taking good care of him". I sort of lied, downing the vodka in one.
"Hey what's that on your hand"? One of the other girls noticed the black mark.
"Oh, well that would be a bruise". I replied.
"Where'd you get it, you didn't have it when we left earlier"? Connie asked taking a better look.
"Well it is the result of punching Paul Helliwell". I answered laughing.
"Good for you girl". Sarah one of our friends from college said.
"What you don't want to know why"? I said a little disappointed.
"Let me guess, he groped you". Sarah continued.
"Yeah and he mistook me for a striper. I soon put him right". I laughed wildly.
"They hired Guy a striper"? Connie yelled her eyes wide.
"NO, calm down Connie, they thought I was". I answered.
"Oh, ok. Does your hand hurt bad"? She calmed immediately.
"A little but it's ok".
"Do you need to go to the ER"? She asked again.
"No it's ok. So are we gonna have fun or are we just gonna sit here and think about what the guy's are doing". I shouted the last part.
"You know what, I'm gonna stop worrying about Guy, he won't be worrying about me. I don't know why I was in the first place". Connie shouted over the music as she walked to the dance floor.
"Now that's the Connie I know". I followed.
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Chapter 6
ADAM'S P.O.V
After watching Julie leave we got back to the party. Non of us particularly happy about the way Paul had treat Julie. Thinking about it, we were all rather protective over the girls, probably Julie more than Connie been as Guy was protective over Connie 24/7.
"Did she look weird or was that just me"? Charlie voiced his opinion.
"She looked weird". Goldberg piped up.
"Nah I think it's just because she was actually dressed like girl and not like one of the guy's". I replied.
"Yeah that's probably it". Charlie said going back to the party.
Julie did look hot, I thought to myself. There was no wonder all the guy's had surrounded her when she first came in. She was dressed far from the Julie I had known before now.
What was this, were these feelings for Julie? They can't be, we're friends, best friends even. Though it would explain why I wanted to kill Paul at this very moment in time. Nah, we all probably felt the same, mess with one of us you mess with us all. It must have been the drink talking. It must.
"Adam man, you gonna have to hook me up with that babe. She's hot". Paul said hushed and slyly in my ear.
"Are you brain dead man or what? She just beat the shit out of you". I said rather loudly.
"Hey, it's just a sign she likes me". He continued laughing.
"I don't think so. You obviously don't know Julie". I began walking away.
"I know she's a slut, she'd probably have me and then some". He carried on. Something triggered in my head and I spun around and looked at him dead on.
"What the fuck did you say"? I shouted making the whole room stop and look at us. I was soon surrounded by the ducks.
"I said she's a slut, all you guy's have probably had her". He laughed at the sight of the ducks behind me.
I saw red and flew at him, I got the first few punches in, then he flung one at me cutting my bottom lip in the process before being pulled apart by Fulton and Portman.
"AR look, all your little duckies come to rescue poor little rich boy". He said harshly.
"Huh, hum". Portman tapped him on his shoulder and as he turned around he thumped him straight on.
Charlie being Charlie pulled Portman away from him holding him back gently as we all watched him crawl to his feet.
"You're fucking crazy the lot of ya". He scowled. Both me and Portman pulled but were stopped unfortunately.
"Get the fuck out of here, before we let these two go". Charlie said receiving help by Russ at holding Portman back.
"Who'd wanna stay here with you crazy cunts anyway". He walked cockily out slamming the door behind him.
"You ok Adam"? Luis asked noticing the slight dripping of blood from my lip.
"Yeah". I answered as Fulton let go.
"What a night, it's a shame Guy won't remember any of it". Dwayne spoke up noticing Guy drinking another bottle and trying to hold a conversation with another guest.
After cleaning my lip up a bit I wasn't in the best of moods. The others put my fight down to the fact that he was talking about Julie like she was prostitute and they'd all have done the same thing. But it made me wonder. I never simply lashed out, yeah fine I despised the way he was talking about her, but normally I would have just ignored him and left it to the others. Why was it different this time? Maybe it was because I'd had Dutch courage from the alcohol but something deeper told me it was because I had feelings for her.
JULIE'S P.O.V
I had just rang Connie and told her I was just queuing up outside club Europa and to get me a smart drink ready. My hand was killing by now and swelling a little larger but nothing massive.
"So is Guy ok"? Was Connie's first question when I found where they were stood.
"Yes, he's fine. Adam and Charlie are taking good care of him". I sort of lied, downing the vodka in one.
"Hey what's that on your hand"? One of the other girls noticed the black mark.
"Oh, well that would be a bruise". I replied.
"Where'd you get it, you didn't have it when we left earlier"? Connie asked taking a better look.
"Well it is the result of punching Paul Helliwell". I answered laughing.
"Good for you girl". Sarah one of our friends from college said.
"What you don't want to know why"? I said a little disappointed.
"Let me guess, he groped you". Sarah continued.
"Yeah and he mistook me for a striper. I soon put him right". I laughed wildly.
"They hired Guy a striper"? Connie yelled her eyes wide.
"NO, calm down Connie, they thought I was". I answered.
"Oh, ok. Does your hand hurt bad"? She calmed immediately.
"A little but it's ok".
"Do you need to go to the ER"? She asked again.
"No it's ok. So are we gonna have fun or are we just gonna sit here and think about what the guy's are doing". I shouted the last part.
"You know what, I'm gonna stop worrying about Guy, he won't be worrying about me. I don't know why I was in the first place". Connie shouted over the music as she walked to the dance floor.
"Now that's the Connie I know". I followed.
Well tell me what you think!!!! PLEASE R&R!!!!!