Vic’s POV

“Thank you, San Diego! We’ll see you guys next time!” I yelled into the mic while Mike played some sick beats.

I wiped my hair to the side and walked off stage. All of us changed quickly and packed our instruments up, before climbing into our car.

“Hey guys, Alex wants us to out and party with him,” Jaime said excitedly, bouncing in his seat. “Can we go, can we go, can we go?”

I chuckled, “Yeah sure, just give me the directions.”

The four of us walked into the club, the music reverberating off the walls, the entire building rocking. I wiggled my way to the back of the place, ignoring all the hands that grabbed me.

“Hey Jack, how’s it going?”
“See that girl over there? I’m going to go get her,” he joked.

I turned to look at whom he was pointing at and I felt a sense of déjà vu wash over me as my heart stopped. Just like every other time I bumped into her. Nicole. She looked different though. She didn’t seem like, herself.

Ignoring Jack, I walked over and grabbed her by the waist. She gasped and started pushing herself off of me.

“Hey, it’s just me,” I muttered, turning her around.

I felt my heart sink when I saw her dilated pupils darting around the room constantly. She was on something. Her hair was limp and dry, hanging by her shoulders. She was a stick. Something happened when I left. This is my fault.

I watched as she tried to push me off even more, and I let her. I released her and she slapped me.

“What the fuck are you doing here? You have no right to be talking to me right now, after you left me, without a note or anything.”

“Look I’m sorry, you weren’t responding to any of the guys or my calls and texts and we couldn’t put the tour on hold.”

“Sorry doesn’t fix anything Vic. You still left me behind. I heard what you and the guys said before I left. Mike doesn’t like me, he doesn’t want tour, and I’m interfering with your work. Why couldn’t you just tell me that instead of leading me on?”

I sighed, frustrated, “I wasn’t leading you on. I really did like you. You weren’t interfering with our work. Mike was just pissed alright? I’m really sorry about leaving you, I shouldn’t have done that, but I couldn’t have just sat there and waited for you to forgive me and call me back. This is my life now, Nicole, you’re going to have to accept it.”

I felt someone throw and arm around me, “Hey big brother,” Mike said happily, “Who’s th-” his mood immediately turned sour, “Why the fuck are you here?” He sneered.

I watched as Nicole put her ‘I don’t care’ façade up, but deep down, I knew that hurt her. She crossed her arms and glared at him.

“None of your business Mike. Vic and I –not you- just me and Vic, were having a conversation, I would like if you left please.”

Mike stared at her, looking her up and down before landing on her face. He slowly took a step forward reaching out towards Nicole. I trusted him enough to not do anything to her but I was cautious. Envy flared through me as Nicole allowed Mike to stroke the side of her face.

“What happened to you?”

Notes

So yeah, a bit of a Mike and Nicole moment at the end. I didn't know how to put everything together smoothly so I did whatever fit. But yeah, hope you guys still like this.

Song: For Baltimore by All Time Low (I know a lot of All Time Low, but I've been a bit obsessed the past few weeks haha)
Quote: "Half drunk, searching for something of, substance, casually dropping a line, designed to keep you next to me."

xx (: