Tangled In The Great Escape
Thief
SKYE'S POV
'I'm home!' I shouted, kicking off my Vans and wandering through to the living room. Pete, my step Dad, was sitting on the couch with his little girl Vivian who lived with us, I'd kill to be able to live with my Dad.
'How was your day?' he asked, obviously uninterested.
'Fine, yourself?'
'It was alright. Could you put a washing on if you're not busy?'
'Right,' I said, trying not to grumble. I wasn't in the mood for a fight, Vic had put me in a good mood and I wasn't going to ruin it.
Throwing my bag down at the foot of the stairs, I went through to the utility room. I picked up all the white clothes in sight and shoved them in the washing machine, filling it with powder before shutting the door and pressing start. As the sloshing began, I exited and went to my bedroom, picking my bag up on the way.
Sitting down on my bed, I pulled my laptop on to my lap and turned it on. Typing in my password, I let it load before clicking on Chrome. I clicked on Facebook and waited impatiently as it loaded.
Kellin Quinn messaged you!
Hey, any plans for tonight?
Nope:( You?
Going out a drive with the guys, probably will get some food. You up for it? :P
Seriously?
Yeah! Get ready for 6 and I'll pick you up!
Okay, see you then :)
Closing the message box, I scrolled through my newsfeed and read over the aimed, bitchy and depressing status'. I wonder what we'll do on this drive? I hope Vic's there.
Setting my laptop aside, I trotted down the stairs to find Pete in the kitchen making Vivian some dinner. 'Can I go out tonight?' I asked, scrunching my face up due to the fact that he may have said no.
'Where? With who? When'll you be back? Details, Skye.'
'Where? Just to like McDonalds (total lie, who knows where we're going). With who? My friends from school. When? Not late, perhaps ten.'
'Ten is late, Skye.'
'I'm 17, Pete. I think I'll be fine.'
'Right then, go ahead. You're babysitting tomorrow night though.'
'Okay,' I said, skipping out of the room. I raced back up the stairs and began to get ready - redoing my makeup, making sure my outfit was okay.
Hearing a horn outside, I grabbed my phone before darted out the house and running through the rain in the direction of the car. You've forgotten a hoodie, Skye. Well done. Clambering into the front seat of the car, I said hello to the guys as I wiped the rain off my face.
'Where do you guys wanna go?' Asked Kellin, driving away from my house.
'KFC!' Shouted Jaime.
'Sounds good to me,' he laughed, taking a left towards the town center. It wasn't long before we were reversing into a space at a parking lot.
Piling out of the car, we all began to walk along the street and in the direction of KFC (wherever it may be). Not seeing the sign anywhere, I exhaled as the rain began to soak me. All of a sudden I felt something on my back, I tilted my head to see black material on my shoulder. I soon came to realise that it was Vic's hoodie, I raised my head and smiled at him.
'Get it on right,' he laughed, flipping the hood up over my wet hair. Grinning, I slid my arms in the sleeves and zipped up the extremely cosy hoodie. For the first time, I got a whiff of his smell - It was a mixture of a nice cologne and cinnamon.
Noticing the sign up ahead, Jaime began to jog and we all followed. Stumbling into the fast food place, we laughed at our clumsiness as we approached the counter.
'What are you getting?' Asked Vic, looking up at the menu.
'Popcorn chicken and a Strawberry Krushem,' I said, my order was always the exact same. 'You?'
'Not sure yet,' he said, furrowing his eyebrows. We all formed a line - Kellin, Jaime, Vic and then me.
Getting out my purse, I counted the right amount of money out as I waited to be served. The cashier called for the next customer and Vic went, grabbing my hand and pulling me with him. 'One popcorn chicken, one snack box, a Coke and a Strawberry Krushem please.' The woman entered the order before telling us to step aside so the next person could place theirs.
'Here,' I said, handing him the money.
'Keep it,' he smiled. 'My treat.'
'You don't have to treat me,' I laughed, but its really sweet that you did.
'Well I want to,' he said, taking our order off a young teenage boy and following Kellin as he chose our table. He handed me my food and we took our seats. I was next to Vic and the other two were sitting opposite us. I began to eat and felt a little guilty as I did so, he really didn't have to pay.
'That was amazing,' announced Jaime, shoving all his rubbish into the little cardboard box he received. I nodded, taking the last sip of my drink.
'You ready, Kellin?' Asked Vic, turning to his friend who was shoving an awful lot of fries in his mouth at the one time. Covering the mess with his hand, he nodded and stood up. Stepping out of my chair, I spun round to pick up my rubbish, but it had gone. I looked around and spotted Vic with everyone's rubbish, shoving it into the trash.
'Let's go!' Exclaimed Jaime, practically bouncing his way out of the place.
Going back out on to the rainy street, Vic flipped his hood back over my head. I felt bad, he was getting soaked but he remembered to bring a jacket. We walked back to the car and climbed in, this time I was in the back with Vic. Kellin put on some music and reversed out, going slow as we left the car park. Once we were on the motorway, we just kept driving.
'This hoodie is so soft,' I said to Vic, ribbing the cuff on my cheek as we drove along a curvy road with trees towering at each side.
'It suits you,' he said softly, almost as if he was trying to avoid the guys hearing. Blushing, I turned away and tried to hide my wide smile. Feeling my phone buzz in my pocket, I pulled it out to see that I had one new Facebook message.
From: Jaime Preciado
I heard that. Someone has a crush on you, Skye ;)
To: Jaime Preciado
Shut up, Jaime! He was just being nice:P
'Hey Vic,' began Jaime, oh shit. 'You liking anyone these days?'
Vic glanced at me for a split second before whipping his head round to look out the window. 'Uh, not really, no.'
'Not really,' repeated Kellin, giggling to himself.
'Fuck off,' Vic scoffed, still facing the window.
From: Jaime Preciado
Weird reaction if you ask me... HE WUVES YOU BBY. <33<<3
To: Jaime Preciado
:| Very funny, Jaime. Now shut up, I feel like such a weirdo!
'Do you want dropped off at your house?' asked Kellin, I said yes.
Pulling up to my house minutes later, I thanked the guys before going back out in the rain and sprinting towards my house. Opening the door, I inhaled the smell of freshly baked pie as I took off my shoes and jacket. Shit, Vic's hoodie.
To: Vic <3
I've stolen your hoodie, sorry :(! When do you want it back? x
From: Vic
It's okay :) I could pick it up tomorrow if you're not busy? x
To: Vic
Sure! I'll be babysitting anyway so I'll be bored out of my mind D: x
From: Vic
I'll just get your address of Kellin, see you at 7? xx
To: Vic
Awesome:) I better go, dinner's ready. Bye! x
Lowering the amount of x's was about as 'hard to get' as I played. Sliding my phone into my pocket, I followed the enticing scent through to the kitchen.
VIC'S POV
Without saying goodbye to my brother, because he honestly could not care less, I left my house and drove to Skye's. Pulling up in her driveway, I killed the ignition and took a deep breathe before stepping out. You're only getting your hoodie, calm down.
I knocked on the door and, seconds later, it flew open to reveal Skye in joggers and a strap top. God, she looks cute. 'Hey, come in,' she said, stepping aside. A small ginger girl came running towards me, her body colliding with my legs.
Peeling the little girl off me, I lifted her up and rested her on my hip. 'Who are you then?' I smiled.
'I'm Vivian,' she said. 'Who are you?'
'I'm Vic,' I told her.
'Are you Skye's boyfriend?'
My cheeks went a little red, 'no, I'm not.'
The little girl looked at me quizzically before shouting to Skye who had wandered off. 'Coming!' She said. Stepping out of a room, she smiled as she noticed me holding Vivian. She held up a can of Fanta, 'want one?'
'Yeah, thanks,' I said, carefully putting Vivian down before taking the can. Popping it open, I followed Skye through to the living room where the TV was on Boomerang. 'I use to love this channel,' I smiled, watching intently.
'You're such a kid,' she laughed, plopping down next to me on the couch.
Coming up to us with a big glass of water, Vivian climbed on the couch and sat on Skye's lap. Suddenly, Skye let out a shriek and leaped up. 'Oh god,' she laughed, standing up reveal her joggers covered in water. 'One minute.'
Taking to my feet, I followed her through the house as I felt a little awkward sitting with Vivian just staring at me. Hearing clattering coming from one room, I knocked on the door before opening it to see Skye standing in her top and pants. Oops. Looking at her perfect figure, my eyes fell to the red lines all over her legs. It's true. She lied to us.
'Why would you lie?' I said softly, taking another step towards her.
'I-I just, I'm ashamed. I don't want people to think I'm weak.'
'Should I be ashamed too then?' I blurted.
'What?'
'You're not the only one that does it,' I said, looking down in disappointment.
'Vic, no.' She said, running up to me and pulling me in for a hug. 'Don't you fucking dare. I'm not loosing one of my new best friends to something so stupid.' Pulling away, she went over to her drawers and pulled out a pair of shorts. Sliding them on hurriedly she pulled me out of her bedroom and went back downstairs.
'Please don't tell anyone,' she said quietly, getting my hoodie off the rack and handing it to me.
'I won't,' I replied. 'Just call me before you even think about doing it, okay?'
'You too,' she said, planting a sweet little kiss on my cheek. My stomach instantly filled with butterflies. 'Sorry for being a hoodie thief ' she giggled.
'It's okay,' I smiled. 'See you on Monday.' Opening the door, I gave her a small wave before trotting down the stairs and towards my car.
Was that kiss friendly? Yeah, it must have been. She would've kissed my lips if she wanted more.
'I'm home!' I shouted, kicking off my Vans and wandering through to the living room. Pete, my step Dad, was sitting on the couch with his little girl Vivian who lived with us, I'd kill to be able to live with my Dad.
'How was your day?' he asked, obviously uninterested.
'Fine, yourself?'
'It was alright. Could you put a washing on if you're not busy?'
'Right,' I said, trying not to grumble. I wasn't in the mood for a fight, Vic had put me in a good mood and I wasn't going to ruin it.
Throwing my bag down at the foot of the stairs, I went through to the utility room. I picked up all the white clothes in sight and shoved them in the washing machine, filling it with powder before shutting the door and pressing start. As the sloshing began, I exited and went to my bedroom, picking my bag up on the way.
Sitting down on my bed, I pulled my laptop on to my lap and turned it on. Typing in my password, I let it load before clicking on Chrome. I clicked on Facebook and waited impatiently as it loaded.
Kellin Quinn messaged you!
Hey, any plans for tonight?
Nope:( You?
Going out a drive with the guys, probably will get some food. You up for it? :P
Seriously?
Yeah! Get ready for 6 and I'll pick you up!
Okay, see you then :)
Closing the message box, I scrolled through my newsfeed and read over the aimed, bitchy and depressing status'. I wonder what we'll do on this drive? I hope Vic's there.
Setting my laptop aside, I trotted down the stairs to find Pete in the kitchen making Vivian some dinner. 'Can I go out tonight?' I asked, scrunching my face up due to the fact that he may have said no.
'Where? With who? When'll you be back? Details, Skye.'
'Where? Just to like McDonalds (total lie, who knows where we're going). With who? My friends from school. When? Not late, perhaps ten.'
'Ten is late, Skye.'
'I'm 17, Pete. I think I'll be fine.'
'Right then, go ahead. You're babysitting tomorrow night though.'
'Okay,' I said, skipping out of the room. I raced back up the stairs and began to get ready - redoing my makeup, making sure my outfit was okay.
Hearing a horn outside, I grabbed my phone before darted out the house and running through the rain in the direction of the car. You've forgotten a hoodie, Skye. Well done. Clambering into the front seat of the car, I said hello to the guys as I wiped the rain off my face.
'Where do you guys wanna go?' Asked Kellin, driving away from my house.
'KFC!' Shouted Jaime.
'Sounds good to me,' he laughed, taking a left towards the town center. It wasn't long before we were reversing into a space at a parking lot.
Piling out of the car, we all began to walk along the street and in the direction of KFC (wherever it may be). Not seeing the sign anywhere, I exhaled as the rain began to soak me. All of a sudden I felt something on my back, I tilted my head to see black material on my shoulder. I soon came to realise that it was Vic's hoodie, I raised my head and smiled at him.
'Get it on right,' he laughed, flipping the hood up over my wet hair. Grinning, I slid my arms in the sleeves and zipped up the extremely cosy hoodie. For the first time, I got a whiff of his smell - It was a mixture of a nice cologne and cinnamon.
Noticing the sign up ahead, Jaime began to jog and we all followed. Stumbling into the fast food place, we laughed at our clumsiness as we approached the counter.
'What are you getting?' Asked Vic, looking up at the menu.
'Popcorn chicken and a Strawberry Krushem,' I said, my order was always the exact same. 'You?'
'Not sure yet,' he said, furrowing his eyebrows. We all formed a line - Kellin, Jaime, Vic and then me.
Getting out my purse, I counted the right amount of money out as I waited to be served. The cashier called for the next customer and Vic went, grabbing my hand and pulling me with him. 'One popcorn chicken, one snack box, a Coke and a Strawberry Krushem please.' The woman entered the order before telling us to step aside so the next person could place theirs.
'Here,' I said, handing him the money.
'Keep it,' he smiled. 'My treat.'
'You don't have to treat me,' I laughed, but its really sweet that you did.
'Well I want to,' he said, taking our order off a young teenage boy and following Kellin as he chose our table. He handed me my food and we took our seats. I was next to Vic and the other two were sitting opposite us. I began to eat and felt a little guilty as I did so, he really didn't have to pay.
'That was amazing,' announced Jaime, shoving all his rubbish into the little cardboard box he received. I nodded, taking the last sip of my drink.
'You ready, Kellin?' Asked Vic, turning to his friend who was shoving an awful lot of fries in his mouth at the one time. Covering the mess with his hand, he nodded and stood up. Stepping out of my chair, I spun round to pick up my rubbish, but it had gone. I looked around and spotted Vic with everyone's rubbish, shoving it into the trash.
'Let's go!' Exclaimed Jaime, practically bouncing his way out of the place.
Going back out on to the rainy street, Vic flipped his hood back over my head. I felt bad, he was getting soaked but he remembered to bring a jacket. We walked back to the car and climbed in, this time I was in the back with Vic. Kellin put on some music and reversed out, going slow as we left the car park. Once we were on the motorway, we just kept driving.
'This hoodie is so soft,' I said to Vic, ribbing the cuff on my cheek as we drove along a curvy road with trees towering at each side.
'It suits you,' he said softly, almost as if he was trying to avoid the guys hearing. Blushing, I turned away and tried to hide my wide smile. Feeling my phone buzz in my pocket, I pulled it out to see that I had one new Facebook message.
From: Jaime Preciado
I heard that. Someone has a crush on you, Skye ;)
To: Jaime Preciado
Shut up, Jaime! He was just being nice:P
'Hey Vic,' began Jaime, oh shit. 'You liking anyone these days?'
Vic glanced at me for a split second before whipping his head round to look out the window. 'Uh, not really, no.'
'Not really,' repeated Kellin, giggling to himself.
'Fuck off,' Vic scoffed, still facing the window.
From: Jaime Preciado
Weird reaction if you ask me... HE WUVES YOU BBY. <33<<3
To: Jaime Preciado
:| Very funny, Jaime. Now shut up, I feel like such a weirdo!
'Do you want dropped off at your house?' asked Kellin, I said yes.
Pulling up to my house minutes later, I thanked the guys before going back out in the rain and sprinting towards my house. Opening the door, I inhaled the smell of freshly baked pie as I took off my shoes and jacket. Shit, Vic's hoodie.
To: Vic <3
I've stolen your hoodie, sorry :(! When do you want it back? x
From: Vic
It's okay :) I could pick it up tomorrow if you're not busy? x
To: Vic
Sure! I'll be babysitting anyway so I'll be bored out of my mind D: x
From: Vic
I'll just get your address of Kellin, see you at 7? xx
To: Vic
Awesome:) I better go, dinner's ready. Bye! x
Lowering the amount of x's was about as 'hard to get' as I played. Sliding my phone into my pocket, I followed the enticing scent through to the kitchen.
VIC'S POV
Without saying goodbye to my brother, because he honestly could not care less, I left my house and drove to Skye's. Pulling up in her driveway, I killed the ignition and took a deep breathe before stepping out. You're only getting your hoodie, calm down.
I knocked on the door and, seconds later, it flew open to reveal Skye in joggers and a strap top. God, she looks cute. 'Hey, come in,' she said, stepping aside. A small ginger girl came running towards me, her body colliding with my legs.
Peeling the little girl off me, I lifted her up and rested her on my hip. 'Who are you then?' I smiled.
'I'm Vivian,' she said. 'Who are you?'
'I'm Vic,' I told her.
'Are you Skye's boyfriend?'
My cheeks went a little red, 'no, I'm not.'
The little girl looked at me quizzically before shouting to Skye who had wandered off. 'Coming!' She said. Stepping out of a room, she smiled as she noticed me holding Vivian. She held up a can of Fanta, 'want one?'
'Yeah, thanks,' I said, carefully putting Vivian down before taking the can. Popping it open, I followed Skye through to the living room where the TV was on Boomerang. 'I use to love this channel,' I smiled, watching intently.
'You're such a kid,' she laughed, plopping down next to me on the couch.
Coming up to us with a big glass of water, Vivian climbed on the couch and sat on Skye's lap. Suddenly, Skye let out a shriek and leaped up. 'Oh god,' she laughed, standing up reveal her joggers covered in water. 'One minute.'
Taking to my feet, I followed her through the house as I felt a little awkward sitting with Vivian just staring at me. Hearing clattering coming from one room, I knocked on the door before opening it to see Skye standing in her top and pants. Oops. Looking at her perfect figure, my eyes fell to the red lines all over her legs. It's true. She lied to us.
'Why would you lie?' I said softly, taking another step towards her.
'I-I just, I'm ashamed. I don't want people to think I'm weak.'
'Should I be ashamed too then?' I blurted.
'What?'
'You're not the only one that does it,' I said, looking down in disappointment.
'Vic, no.' She said, running up to me and pulling me in for a hug. 'Don't you fucking dare. I'm not loosing one of my new best friends to something so stupid.' Pulling away, she went over to her drawers and pulled out a pair of shorts. Sliding them on hurriedly she pulled me out of her bedroom and went back downstairs.
'Please don't tell anyone,' she said quietly, getting my hoodie off the rack and handing it to me.
'I won't,' I replied. 'Just call me before you even think about doing it, okay?'
'You too,' she said, planting a sweet little kiss on my cheek. My stomach instantly filled with butterflies. 'Sorry for being a hoodie thief ' she giggled.
'It's okay,' I smiled. 'See you on Monday.' Opening the door, I gave her a small wave before trotting down the stairs and towards my car.
Was that kiss friendly? Yeah, it must have been. She would've kissed my lips if she wanted more.
10/24/13