I Am Not Alright, and I Would Rather
In the Lighthouse By the Sea, at the 33rd Degree, You Make Me Feel So Special and Free
Jaime and Cam led me through the ballroom into a hallway filled with a bunch of rooms. As we walked through the ballroom I looked through a set of huge bay windows to see my brother, Austin and two other guys I don't recognize getting out of a taxi. I make brief eye contact with Austin, he shoots me a small grin before taking Vic's arm and pulling him away from the windows. One of the other guys looks in and raises his eyebrows, what a cocksuck. (A/N: Please tell me you understand why this is funny...)
We speed walked down the hallway, hoping that Austin will buy us enough time before they come for the rooms. Jaime stopped suddenly in front of a door, causing me to smack into his back, which earned a smirk and an eyeroll from Cam. Jaime pulled a keycard out of his pocket and unlocked the door.
"Ok," he said, "I- Um- Good luck I guess..."
I nodded and started to walk in the room, "Thank you Hime, for setting this up."
He smiled at me before closing the door. I take a deep breath and look at my surroundings, I see a bunch of coaches, a table filled with various types of food and a bottle of champagne, a medium sized television sitting on a nice stand, the basics for a hotel room.
The couches were arranged in such a way that there was one facing away from the door completely. I decided to sit on that couch, so he instantly knows there's someone else in the room, but not who it is. I felt my heart beat faster as I heard footsteps outside the door. This is it Mike. I just can't shake the thought of him hating me, and possibly beating me up and leaving me for dead...
"Hey Vic," I heard Austin say from just outside the door, "Kellin, Oliver and I have to go to the other room for a minute or two and then we'll join you."
"Alright sounds good," I heard Vic say, "Take your time!"
I hear more footsteps, I also hear the sound of the keycard being put in the slot. Next the door is opening, time stands still for me, this moment feels like it's lasting a year. Finally the door is open and closed just as fast.
~*POV Vic*~
I unlocked the door to the hotel and stepped in, closing it behind me. I smile to myself and push my hair out of my face. I can't believe I'm getting married in less than two hours, we've been through so much, Hime and I, we deserve today, and it will be perfect.
I take in my surroundings, just an average hotel room it seems, nothing special. I do notice that there is a bottle of champagne sitting on the table, along with 5 glasses. I counted on my fingers the number of people that would be here, I only counted 4... I mentally shrugged it off and kicked off my shoes, determined to chill a bit before today got hectic. I'm excited, don't get me wrong, I want to marry him so much, but I never wanted a big wedding, neither of us did. But somehow, it spiraled out of control...
As I walked to sit down on one of the couches, I noticed that their was someone already sitting on the couch. He was faced away from me, so I couldn't tell who it was. His dark hair fell just below his shoulders. He was sitting really still, like he didn't know I was here, or he was waiting for me to say something. I don't know, he seems kind of creepy...
"Can I help you?" I ask, trying not to sound annoyed.
I hear him exhale sharply and chuckle slightly. I bit my lip at the sound of his voice, he sounds similar to someone from another life... He stands up, his back still facing me. Oh my god, he's tall too, like that same person. I feel my heart beating faster, there's no way he can be here. I looked so hard for him, it was like he fell off the face of the Earth...
He turned around quickly, smiling immensely. He's not here, I've finally lost it, that's what's happening.
"Hey Vic," he says, avoiding eye contact, but still smiling, "Long time no see."
"You're not really here," I blurt out, "I've just lost my mind..."
He sighs and laughs a bit, "I'm pretty sure I'm here bro..."
He walks around the couch and stands right in front of me, a good head taller, like always. He puts his hand on my shoulder, telling me infact he is real. I gasp slightly and feel my eyes start to water. I have to be dream.
"Mikey," I whisper, pulling him into a hug, "You're here."
"I know Vic," he says, returning my hug. His voice cracks as he speaks, I'm not the only one getting emotional I guess.
We speed walked down the hallway, hoping that Austin will buy us enough time before they come for the rooms. Jaime stopped suddenly in front of a door, causing me to smack into his back, which earned a smirk and an eyeroll from Cam. Jaime pulled a keycard out of his pocket and unlocked the door.
"Ok," he said, "I- Um- Good luck I guess..."
I nodded and started to walk in the room, "Thank you Hime, for setting this up."
He smiled at me before closing the door. I take a deep breath and look at my surroundings, I see a bunch of coaches, a table filled with various types of food and a bottle of champagne, a medium sized television sitting on a nice stand, the basics for a hotel room.
The couches were arranged in such a way that there was one facing away from the door completely. I decided to sit on that couch, so he instantly knows there's someone else in the room, but not who it is. I felt my heart beat faster as I heard footsteps outside the door. This is it Mike. I just can't shake the thought of him hating me, and possibly beating me up and leaving me for dead...
"Hey Vic," I heard Austin say from just outside the door, "Kellin, Oliver and I have to go to the other room for a minute or two and then we'll join you."
"Alright sounds good," I heard Vic say, "Take your time!"
I hear more footsteps, I also hear the sound of the keycard being put in the slot. Next the door is opening, time stands still for me, this moment feels like it's lasting a year. Finally the door is open and closed just as fast.
~*POV Vic*~
I unlocked the door to the hotel and stepped in, closing it behind me. I smile to myself and push my hair out of my face. I can't believe I'm getting married in less than two hours, we've been through so much, Hime and I, we deserve today, and it will be perfect.
I take in my surroundings, just an average hotel room it seems, nothing special. I do notice that there is a bottle of champagne sitting on the table, along with 5 glasses. I counted on my fingers the number of people that would be here, I only counted 4... I mentally shrugged it off and kicked off my shoes, determined to chill a bit before today got hectic. I'm excited, don't get me wrong, I want to marry him so much, but I never wanted a big wedding, neither of us did. But somehow, it spiraled out of control...
As I walked to sit down on one of the couches, I noticed that their was someone already sitting on the couch. He was faced away from me, so I couldn't tell who it was. His dark hair fell just below his shoulders. He was sitting really still, like he didn't know I was here, or he was waiting for me to say something. I don't know, he seems kind of creepy...
"Can I help you?" I ask, trying not to sound annoyed.
I hear him exhale sharply and chuckle slightly. I bit my lip at the sound of his voice, he sounds similar to someone from another life... He stands up, his back still facing me. Oh my god, he's tall too, like that same person. I feel my heart beating faster, there's no way he can be here. I looked so hard for him, it was like he fell off the face of the Earth...
He turned around quickly, smiling immensely. He's not here, I've finally lost it, that's what's happening.
"Hey Vic," he says, avoiding eye contact, but still smiling, "Long time no see."
"You're not really here," I blurt out, "I've just lost my mind..."
He sighs and laughs a bit, "I'm pretty sure I'm here bro..."
He walks around the couch and stands right in front of me, a good head taller, like always. He puts his hand on my shoulder, telling me infact he is real. I gasp slightly and feel my eyes start to water. I have to be dream.
"Mikey," I whisper, pulling him into a hug, "You're here."
"I know Vic," he says, returning my hug. His voice cracks as he speaks, I'm not the only one getting emotional I guess.
Notes
Title Cred: SilversteinSo, I spent like 2 hours knee deep in the Jalex tag on Tumblr (I was looking for something specific don't judge me D:) and my brain feels like mush...
My grandma got me kicked out of hot topic today. All I wanted was a new CD, but she got me kicked out... :|
I don't even care how short this is, I'm building suspense, ok?
I fucking loved this story you are a natural talent!!!! :)
2/18/14