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All My Heart

Extraordinary Merry Christmas Part 2

Annie’s POV

“NO! I fucking win!”

“Don’t be an asshole, you’re taking it so fucking seriously!”

“I always win karaoke! I have never lost! I’m the only one who can fucking sing!”

Vic and Jaime were having a VERY heated argument over the karaoke, and it had finally been made clear why the guys never let Vic take part in it. I knew that sober, Vic would have sat it out, knowing that he gets very competitive, however right now, Vic was far from sober, and had insisted that he played. I was beginning to regret not putting my foot down, as Vic started to get more physical, and started pulling the microphone out of Jaime’s hands.

“Dude, Jaime has music out too…he can sing…” Sophie interjected, completely bewildered by Vic’s comment, and Vic looked ready to retaliate.

“VIC! Stop!” I got up and pulled him away from Jaime, I spun him around and he pouted adorably at me. “Don’t pull that face at me, put down the remote and sit down,” I ordered him.

“But Anna,” Vic whined, and I rolled my eyes at him, as Jaime ever so maturely stuck his tongue out at Vic, as he clung to the remote like his life depended on it. I twisted it out of his hands expertly and kissed his cheek.

“Come on babe, let’s sit this next round out,” I laughed sitting him down on the sofa, and walking to the kitchen to grab him a glass of water in an attempt to sober him up.

“He’s quite the handful when drunk; I’d almost forgotten what he was like.”

I turned around to face Sophie, and smirked at her amused expression. She was right; it had been a while since Vic had gotten this drunk around us. The last few times they’d had a party, I was the one to have gotten shitfaced and Vic had to make sure I didn’t do anything too stupid to embarrass myself, and that I got home safe.

“Yeah, well I can definitely say I missed it,” I chuckled, because it was true; Vic was an adorable drunk, even if he got overly competitive at karaoke.

“It’s a shame you can’t drink as well, especially as you guys aren’t going anywhere tonight,” Sophie sighed.

“Yeah, well you know I love watching you lot make absolute assholes of yourselves. It’s the highlight for me at parties where I’m the sober one,” I winked at her.

Just as she was about to respond, the sound of voices singing ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’, and I instantly recognised Vic’s voice above the others. Well shit.

Sophie and I walked back out to the lounge, to see that all four of Pierce The Veil were singing it together, competing with each other to try and be the best, and at the moment Vic wasn’t doing too good. I groaned, knowing this wasn’t going to end well, and as that thought ran across my mind, the song came to an end, and Vic opened his mouth to start another argument as Mike cheered having reigned supreme over the others, before Sophie intervened.

“I’m fancying a game of charades right now, anyone?” she laughed, and I shot her a grateful smile as I pulled Vic down to the couch and handed him the glass of water. He refused it though with a childish shake of his head, and I knew tonight was going to be a long night.

I was right. Vic threw a tantrum when he lost at charades. He kept claiming Sophie and Mike were cheating after they guessed Vic’s ‘Nightmare Before Christmas’ (which to be fair was pretty disastrous).

“Babe, how did they cheat at charades? It came straight out your head,” I tried reasoning.

“Magic, Annie. That’s how. Magic.” He responded, dead serious. I tried my hardest not to laugh at his solemn expression, he looked so defeated bless him.

Sophie meanwhile was rolling on the floor, having drunk way more than she should have done, and at Vic’s comment she sat up, took a breadstick from the glass on the table and pointed it straight at Vic and shouted “AVADA KEDAVRA!”

I honestly thought Vic was about to cry.

It didn’t take me long to understand why Vic hated being the sober one when we all got together. He’d often complain to me about having to deal with people that were either incredibly funny drunk, or incredibly annoying. Sophie and Casey were annoying. They were both singing, while stood on top of the furniture and both very out of tune. I wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbours called the police. It sounded like someone was being tortured. Vic had passed out in Mike and Sophie’s bed around 2am and I’m pretty sure Jaime and Jess were off fucking somewhere.

Also the place was trashed and every time I tried to tidy anything away, knowing that no-one would be fit to tidy in the morning, Mike followed me around to mess it up again. He kept giggling like a school child so I gave up and collapsed on the sofa next to Tony and Steph, who were sat poking a passed out Mal.

“Are they always this bad?” I stressed, feeling the exhaustion start to take over my body.

“You’re normally worse. You’d be up there with Sophie and Casey, dancing to some 80’s dance track, or phoning people while drunk, telling them how much you love them.” Tony teased. I rolled my eyes. He would know, last time he was the victim of my drunken calls.

I sat talking with them for a few more hours before I decided to resign and join Vic in bed, although he hadn’t left me all that much room on the bed. My head was hurting from the smell of weed, and my body was telling me I’d regret staying up this late in the morning, but I couldn’t deny I’d had a lot of fun. Christmas with Sophie had always been something special, but since moving here they’d been even more amazing. There was just something about these people that was just so amazing and special. They were my own little family. I felt more at home with these people than I did my own family most the time. I’d been so scared when I came here, so scared of leaving behind the places I knew best, the life I knew best, but it hadn’t taken me long to realise all the fears I’d had were irrational.

As I snuggled up next to Vic I could never doubt I’d made the right choice in coming here. I knew I was with the man I loved, and the people I cared most about and nothing in the world could change that. Nothing in the world was going to tear us apart. I’d never felt so strong or sure of myself as I did now.

I placed my hand on my stomach and smiled, this baby was going to be the luckiest baby in the world and it was going to be loved and cherished and spoiled rotten. Mike and Sophie would be the uncle and aunt that spoilt them rotten, Tony and Steph would be the ones to keep them grounded, and Jaime and Jess would be the crazy ones. It was going to know just how lucky it was too. I drifted quickly to sleep, and despite the splitting headache it was a pretty peaceful sleep. I couldn’t imagine being happier.

Notes

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Comments

AWWW!!! I WANT TO GO TO READING!!! *Sobs violently*
tony's plugs tony's plugs
6/18/13
So cute!!!!
wildwiththewind wildwiththewind
6/18/13
Awwwww that was cute! I really like te Harry Potter present though! I would die to go there an to Universal in Florida just to taste butterbeer and go to Ollivanders :)
foreverdead foreverdead
6/18/13
Hmmm. This seems interesting!
I like where it's going.
Can't wait for the next update.