After pushing Mike off of me and leaving quickly to the other side of the room, away from them, I sat down and watched everyone. Well, one person in particular. Vic. He had his arms around some blonde girl’s waist and damn the girl sure didn’t hold back. I turn away for one moment and the two had vanished. Well, not really because I found them against the wall, doing, you know, kissing, obviously.

I lost it when blondie started reaching down Vic’s pants. I got up, saying I was going to the bathroom, which was technically true; I was just going to make a tiny little detour before I go. Maybe it was the alcohol; maybe it was just my jealousy that made me react this way. I grabbed blondie and pulled her off of Vic before walking away, trying to look casual.

“What the fuck!” She screeched. I winced, I hope Vic’s having fun, with the slut screaming into his ears like that.

“Don’t be such a drama queen,” I yelled out, waving my hands in the air, “You were just going to be a one night thing anyway.”

I flinched when someone grabbed my arm, yanking me back harshly.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Vic snapped, pushing me against the wall.

Swallowing down my anxiousness I glared at him, “I never knew you were such a man whore.”

Vic smirked, his eyes twinkling, “Aw, is little Nicki jealous?”

He swiftly grabbed my hands and pinned them against the wall when my arms reached out to shove him. He shook his head and leaned down, he planted a soft kiss behind my ear.

“You like this don’t you,” He breathed, before leaning down and kissing both sides of my lips, teasing me.

I groaned softly, wanting to feel his lips against mine. Vic’s hands let go of my wrist, slowly travelling down and pulled me against him, the palm of his hands just above my butt.

Not wanting to wait any longer, I reached up and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pushing his lips against mine. Our tongues danced together for a while before I pulled away, gasping for air. As for Vic, he slid his lips against my jaw and slowly made his way down. I moaned loudly and arched my back, pressing against him as he nibbled at my collarbones. My hand was unconsciously reaching downwards, Vic grunting and groaning when I grabbed his crotch and started squeezing them from outside of his loose jeans.

“Hey Vic, why you cheating on me, man?” Jaime slurred, pulling Vic away from me. I chuckled as Vic glared at Jaime. Man, if looks could kill.

Notes

Gah late update I'm so sorry guys! I have so much homework and tests already. Anyways, sorry if Vic seems a little bipolar haha but I think he is a bit of a player. All those girls man, always posting pictures of them and Vic hanging out. Lol he always chooses the really nasty ones for some reason, in my opinion. But yeah the documentary! Did I mention that in the last chapter? I think I did... Oh well, I also have short term memory. :P

Song: Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus
Quote: "Cuz I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby"

xx (: