𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘//𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐗𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Caught in 4k 😟 also please fuck off Victor.

Still Gally's Point Of View:

Her mouth dipped on to mine leaving hot kisses on my lips. I moved my hands up to y/n's hair, pulling her down to keep each kiss forever. Treating each one like the last.

"Well well well." I recognized that voice. That stupid fuck.

Y/n's Point Of View:

I broke off from Gally at Victor's clapping. He was still in his pajamas. As he leaned against a  tree he spoke.

"Don't stop on my account." The nerve he had. Revulsion started to build up in the back of my throat.

"Gross." I spat out with disgust. "Go away Victor. This isn't a show."

"Aw but it was just getting good." I wanted to slap that stupid smirk off of his face. "Y/n I know you're stuck with this guy but if you ever get bored or you guys are looking for a third-"

"Go!" I yelled, throwing a rock at him. It only landed on his chest, allowing him to continue.

"Give me a kiss and I'll think about it." Uh oh. I looked over at Gally, his face turning a deeper shade of red by the second.

"Did you not hear her?" Gally jumped in, getting of the sleeping bag. He walked up to Victor, pushing a finger into his chest. "She said to go away." Gally backed him up against the tree. Unfortunately Victor was stupid enough to continue.

"Gally could you back it up a little. Your boners pressing into my leg." Gally looked down, presumably at his pants. Victor laughed. "Not that I could blame you. It seemed like you and y/n were having a lot of fun before I came along. How is she by the way-"

"Shut up!" Gally had lifted Victor's shirt collar, his grasp threatening to tear it. Boxing him in. "Shut your stupid face up." A dangerous edge filled Gally's voice. The tension was so thick it was hard to breathe. I tore out of the sleeping bag, heading over to Gally.

"Let him go." My tone was low but assertive. I laid a hand on Gally's arm. "Let him go now." His jaw clenched he whipped his head at me.

"Y/n-" I cut him off. Confusion was still present in his face.

"Now." Gally let Victor's shirt droop and unclamped his hand. Turning to Victor next, I ordered. "Go. Go away." He swallowed his pride and nodded, following my demand. Once he had left I sat down next to Gally. He was sitting on the dirt, just staring daggers at the tree that Victor had occupied. His lips were pursed, eyes narrowed. When my hand laid itself on his knee I could feel heat radiating off of him. "I'd give you a penny for your thoughts if I had one."

"Why would you want me to let him go?!" Gally exploded. "Why?!" I had to think about that myself for a moment. What I had said had been out of instinct.

"Because it seemed like the right thing to do." The words fell out of my mouth slowly. "I didn't want you to get in trouble for hitting him." I paused. "You'd only regret it later." He gripped my shoulders. Turning me towards him.

"No I wouldn't." He kissed me. A bruising kiss. One that mashed our lips together, making that feeling spark up again. The one that felt like a thousand summers wrapped up in a few seconds. That reminded me being on top of a Ferris wheel. Fireworks and ice cream and the first drop of rain you feel hit the back of your neck before a storm.

Kissing me again. His fingers threaded into my hair. And again. The palms of my hands felt the dirt beneath us. And again. And again. The feelings were too great, too strong.

Too stupid.

I came away from the kiss huffing for air. Cutting it short. Scared of what would happen if I didn't get up and leave. My lips sore from the experience. It gave me an almost dizzying feeling.