Vic and I decided to be friends. I don't really know why, but it seems to be working okay. It doesn't mean that I don't find his ass attractive because I do. Especially when he wears skinny jeans, which he does a lot. But you can be friends and still occasionally kiss and want to sleep together. Right? That isn't too college of me. The only drawback is that I have to stand Vic's nice girlfriend and I don't know if it's the pregnancy hormones but she really annoys me. She's just too nice. Apart from that everything is perfect. Other than my parents. Dad is still in Thailand with his girlfriend and Mum is drinking like a sailor.
But it's my last day at Mike's today and I kind of don't want to go back. Mike wants me to come back next month. But I like it here. And not because Vic lives here. It just feels nice.
Someone knocked the door and I got up. Mike was out shopping for my 'last meal' in San Diego. I peered out of the window trying to place who it was. I slowly opened the door. I don't want to get shot, I hear stories about San Diego.
"Hey," Vic smiled.
"Oh hi," I replied.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"As good as I'm going to be,"
"Can I come in?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, yeah," I laughed. "I have to be careful,"
"Yeah, you need to watch out for these rock stars," I said dryly. I rolled my eyes and walked back towards the sitting room. Vic followed me and we sat down on the sofa. "Are you showing?" Vic asked.
"A little," I shrugged. I lifted up my top to show him. Vic smiled at my little bump and reached his hand out. He rested it on my stomach and smiled warmly up at me. "So," I said awkwardly.
"Yeah," Vic muttered an pulled his hand away.
"What did you want to talk about? If it's the kiss then it doesn't matter,"
"It wasn't the kiss but if you want to talk about that we can,"
"No, that's okay," I shrugged.
"Of course," he muttered. "I've really liked having you here,"
"I've liked being here. It's been great,"
"I don't want you to go back," Vic rushed.
"S-sorry?" I stuttered.
"Please don't go back, Zee,"
"Vic, I can't just not go back,"
"Why? You're not working,"
"And where would I stay," I muttered.
"With me," he said and I looked up at him. "Or with Mike," he quickly added.
"I'm sure your girlfriend would love that," I replied dryly.
"I don't care. I like being able to see you whenever I want and knowing that my baby is okay,"
"Just checking, when you say baby you're talking about the child?"
"Yeah," he agreed. "What did you think I meant?"
"Nothing," I muttered.
"You sure, baby?" he teased. I glared at him and folded my arms.
"Shut up," I grumbled.
"Zee, I think it's your decision as to what you do with the baby. I don't want you to give it up for adoption. But I think it's up to you," he explained seriously.
"You don't want me to give it up?"
"No," he shook his head quickly. "I don't want some stranger holding my baby. Hugging them and kissing them. They're mine. That should be me," he rushed. "But I respect you enough to let you decide,"
"Wow Vic," I breathed.
"But until you're forced to make that decision I want to be there. I should be there. But I can't do that if we live in different cities," he shook his head and looked down. I reached over and took his hand. He looked down at it and squeezed.
"I want you there," I admitted. "Please,"'
"Okay," he nodded.
"I can't leave people though," I said quietly.
"You mean your parents?"
"No, I don't care about them,"
"Oh,"
"I mean Kellin and Kate and even Cope. Then there's Austin and Alan,"
"They live closer to me than they do you," Vic tried.
"And Kate and Kellin. What do you suggest?" I sighed.
"They can see you,"
"Whatever I say you're going to find a solution. Right?"
"Yeah," he nodded.
"Okay, Vic," I agreed.
"Really?"
"Yeah," I replied. Vic went forward and hugged me. I hugged him back and pulled away a little. We were only inches away from one another. Vic bit down on his lip as he looked at my face.
"Zee?" he asked.
"Yeah,"
"I want to kiss you," he told me quietly.
"I know you do,"
"Can I?"
"No," I shook my head.
"Why?" he asked and I pulled fully away from him.
"It makes things so fucking complicated, Vic!" I exclaimed. "You got me pregnant, fine. You kiss me again and again and again. That's cool. But you have a girlfriend. She thinks you're doing the right thing and you are. But does she know about this? Or the phone call we had before you knew about how you hate me but can't stop thinking about me,"
"I-"
"What?" I sighed.
"I don't hate you, Zee,"
"Totally not the point," I rolled my eyes.
"I'm sorry," he told me.
"So am I," I muttered. "The baby. That's easy. But everything else. It's all bullshit,"
"What?"
"Just - ugh!" I exclaimed. But Vic came forwards. His lips crashed down on mine urgently and his hands ran through my hair. He pulled away and looked at me sadly.
"I'm sorry, Zee. I just-"
"Shut up," I told him gently. I pressed my lips to his and kissed him. Vic kissed me back passionately and held my waist. He started to kiss my neck and I gasped.
"Stay," Vic muttered against skin.
"Yes," I breathed. Then I took his face in my hands. I made him look at me and kissed his lips deeply again. Vic pushed me back against the sofa and ran his hand inside my shirt. I pulled his top up over his head and ran my hand over his bare chest. "You sure about this?" I asked.
"Yeah," Vic gasped. He pulled my shirt off and undid the button on my jeans. Then he pulled them down a little with my underwear.
"Vic," I muttered. He silenced me with his lips and pulled his shorts down a little. Then Vic climbed on top of me and our bodies started moving together.

Notes

Hey! Things just got juicy! Where does this leave them? What do you think will happen? Just a warning - I'm uploading A LOT tonight. I don't want to keep the chapters from you anymore! :)