It All Ends In May
A Match Into Water
We left the bus to go back to the venue. I would stay on the side stage while they played. They got their mics and guitars on and started their chant.
“Hey Vic!” they chanted
“What?”
“The Devil”
“NO!”
“The Devil is everywhere”
“Hey Mike!”
“AGH!”
“The Devil”
“I didn’t do it!”
“The devil is everywhere!”
“Hey Jaime!”
“JEFFERY”
“The Devil”
“What?”
“The Devil is everywhere”
“Hey Tony”
“Hm?”
“The devil”
“Ahhhh”
“The Devil is everywhere!”
“PTV, WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” They yelled. Vic looked back at me as they ran on stage. I smiled and waved. He grinned and looked at the crowd
“What the fuck is up Virginia!”
~~2 hour time skip~~
I crashed on the couch last night. Like, I seriously jumped on the couch and fell asleep. I wake up on the couch, but now its a bed with four other sleeping bodies on it. Vic is next to me, while Jaime is falling off the couch, and Mike is lying so we were using him as a pillow. Tony was laying upside down. I giggled and took a picture, posting to my Instagram and tagging them in it. I snuggle into Vics side and fell asleep.
~~another hour time skip~~
I woke up still cuddling with Vic. His arms were now wrapped around me, tightly.
“Aww”
“Ow!”
“Shut up, Jaime!” whispered Mike.
“Wha- Oh.. aww” Now Tony was Awake
“Jesus Christ! Can we just leave them alone and watch Harry Potter?”
“No, only Star Wars”
“Ughh you guys…”
Vic silently giggled, letting me know he was awake too. The guys soon walked off the bus to get food and Vic fell asleep again. I slowly got up and made my way to the bathroom. I jumped in the shower, deciding on wearing my clothes from yesterday. My body stung as the cuts were washed and cleaned.
I step out into the steaming bathroom and dried off, put on my clothes, and brushed my hair with… I think its Vics brush? I put on the small amount of makeup I had with me and throw on my beanie, quietly walking into the kitchen.
I heard a groan come from the other room.
“Riley?”
“Yes Vic?”
“You left me” he pouted, I turned around to see him with his arms crossed and he looked like a toddler.
I laughed and shook my head. He got up and hugged me. We stayed that way. No talking, no guys, just us. Was I sure he even liked me? No. Was I sure I loved him? Yes.
Notes
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