ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ (ON HOLD)

ʙᴏɴᴜs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ:ˡᵘᶜᵃˢ

I was annoyed seeing Victoria smile so honestly with him. Him of all people. 

I don't hate people much but I hate Zac. My blood boils each time I sight him and he's given me more reason to hate him. 

She's laughing at a joke he said. She's never been this happy. It's a pretty sight but she should be laughing at my jokes. 

Fix your sense of humor first. 

True. Fuck this. 

I'm so mad I'm so close to drinking.

OK maybe not that mad. 

Alcohol and I do not mix. 

It ends badly for everyone and I mean everyone.

It's not even the hangover I'm worried about. I wish it was the hangover I'd get to worry about.

Each time I drink something tragic always happen. Always. 

By the time everyone is wasted later in the night, my mood has turned from bad to worse and Zoey stuck with me like annoying glue. I would tell her off but I'm a gentleman or whatever so I keep quiet. 

Why did it have to be her?

God I hate falling in love. 

Love?

Do I love her? Do I love Victoria? I don't know. 

She looks so good tonight. In that top and sexy as fuck jeans that show off her curves perfectly. Fuck she's perfect.

I was fighting the urge earlier to take her in my arms and kiss her breathless but she would probably slap me if I did that. 

The next thing I notice is her pulling Zac to the dance floor. 

She starts to sway her hips in time with the beat and fuck I have never seen a sexier sight. 

Zac watches her and I've never want to bash anyone's head on something as I do now. 

She’s mine, you fucker. 

But then I realise nearly everyone is staring at her. 

But why wouldn't they? She's a brilliant dancer. 

Still, I don't want anyone staring at my girl.

She's not your girl but go off. 

Zoey slips her arm in mine.

What is she doing now?

Zoey doesn't like Victoria, shocker.

"What's up with her? She's so fake and likes to act woke when she's not"

You do the same, I want to tell her.

Yes, I know Victoria sometimes acts the opposite of how she really feels but she's a way better person than Zoey ever could be. 

"Slut", I hear her whisper. 

My hands curl up into fists.

Don't hit a girl. Don't hit a girl.

What is wrong with me? The girl in question doesn't even like me and I'm thinking of hitting a girl for her. I deserve to go to hell or jail.

Speaking of the girl in question, Victoria eyes meet mine for a second before turning to meet Zoey's

Uh oh. Uh oh. 

She looks away and drags Zac closer to her before turning around. 

What is she doing? What the hell is she doing?