so american~
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“Well, if I had known what a b---- you would be about it, maybe I wouldn’t have brought it up,” Lucy snapped, glaring down at Nick. “I’m sorry you’re so f---ing sensitive- God, I don’t even know why I bothered with us,” she muttered, rubbing her temples and shaking her head again.
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Nick heart dropped, but he forced himself not to show it. He knew Clay was a better friend than Lucy was a girlfriend- and he couldn’t give it up. “Yeah- okay, if that’s what’s gonna happen so f---ing be it-“
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“Good! I never even f---ing liked you!” Lucy shouted, throwing her hands up. She laughed, running a hand through her hair. “I just dated you because you were on the football team and you were a good f---, but it’s not even f---ing worth it anymore!”
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Nick frowned, going silent for a moment. “What?”
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“What, did you actually think I liked you??” Lucy said, laughing. “I mean, I knew I was a good actress, but wooow- I’m still surprised it took you this long,” she added, rolling her eyes.
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“Oh,” Nick said sadly, starting to think back. “But- you were the one who wanted to- like- be official-“
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“Yeah, for like, popularity and s----“ Lucy said, shrugging. “Doesn’t mean I f---ing like you! God, you’re such an idiot.” She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms.
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“Well- f--- you!” Nick exclaimed, rolling his eyes and trying to keep his tears in as he stood. He quickly made it outside, trying to find Clays and George. “What do you f---ing want?” George spat, still trying to calm Clay down.
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Lucy scoffed, chuckling softly. “God, he’s such an attention whore,” she said to her friend, who giggled. She walked off, going to get another drink. Clay exhaled shakily as he leaned against George’s side, trying to take deep breaths as he clutched his shirt in his hand.
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“What? No- guys, I didn’t know,” Nick said, tears rolling down his cheeks. “She didn’t actually-“ “You didn’t f---ing know of her opinion of your best friend? After you’ve been ignoring him?” George spat, still glaring at Nick. “No! Please- please f---ing listen to me, I’m sorry, I know I don’t deserve it-“
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Clay didn’t respond, still trying to calm down as he clung to George.
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“I’m- I’m sorry-“ Nick started, getting shushed by George. “Breathe, hun, breathe,” He said softly, rubbing Clay’s back. “You too, Nick-“ Nick froze, taking a small, shaky breath.
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Clay exhaled shakily, taking deep breaths as he rested his head on George’s shoulder.
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“It’s okay, hun, nobody important is judging you,” George said softly, rubbing Clay’s back with one hand and holding out his other hand. “C’mere, Nick, calm down,” Nick hiccuped, walking over and George wrapped his arm around his shoulders, doing his best to awkwardly hold the two.
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Clay exhaled softly as he calmed down after a moment, rubbing his eyes with his hands. He looked over at Nick, watching him with a sympathetic look. “I trust you, Nick,” he spoke softly, sitting up a little.
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