💙Salvis One~Shots 💜

💜Movie Night💜parte dos

Narrators POV:

The night was peaceful, minus the few screams and cuss words thrown out as the movie progressed. Chug hated horror movies the most, but that was to be expected. Larry would act calm, but then huddle closer to Ash. Sal didn't mind horror movies, since people always tell him he looks like he just walked out of one. Travis on the other hand was not taking the movie too kindly.

Sal's POV:

I could feel Travis flinch from beside me, or let out squeals from jumpscares. I would occasionally whisper to him to tell him everything would be alright and that it was all fake. My arm was around him and he was basically laying on me by this point, not that it bothered me.

I found Travis's 'soft' or well, true self to be cute and a lot better than the fake Travis everyone knows him as. At some point in the movie, Chug jumped so hard that his popcorn flew everywhere. "Shit, free popcorn!" 

Larry shouted out and reached over to pick up bits from the carpeted floor. "man Larry, I was going to eat those!" 

a glarean angry glare, but there wasn't much he could do. Ash just elbowed Larry in the side, causing him to choke on the popcorn. 

"What the hell, Ash! I could have died!"  

He said, throwing a pillow at her face. 

"I'm trying to watch a movie here!" I shouted, looking at Larry and Ash.

"oh, well we're sorry your highness for being such a disturbance," Larry said with a weird accent, before bursting out laughing. 

"Oh, that's it." I stood up from my spot and grabbed the pillow from Ash. I jumped on top of him and began to beat him with the pillow. 

Travis's POV:

I was leaning against Sal. It was comfy and I didn't want this moment to end, but then Larry had to egg him on and ruin the moment. I let out an annoyed huff but decided to stay quiet and just watch the two.

Narrators POV:

Sal continued to hit the brunette with the pillow before he grabbed onto it and shoved Sal off the couch. The bluenette fell with a loud thud, while Larry just died laughing more. 

"Oops, my bad."  He said between laughs. 

The moment Sal fell off the couch Travis had gone over to check on him. "You okay, Sal? You hit the ground pretty hard."  He questioned him with a concerned look on his face. 

"Yeah, I'm a-"  The bluenette was cut off by Larry speaking. "Of course he's fine."  

He said, grabbing Sal's arm and pulling him up. 

"He's not some baby. Been through worse shit because of you."  He said sternly, not bothering to look at the blonde. The blonde just sat there frozen, not sure how to react without yelling slurs or getting physical with the brunette. 

"What? Too much of a pussy to speak up for yourself now?"  Sal knew what Larry was doing. He wanted to get a reaction out of him to prove his point. 

Larry's POV:

"Larry, just stop-"  Sal said, grabbing onto my arm as I stood up from the couch. 

"No, fuck off Sal. Stop defending his ass!"  I shouted, pulling my arm away from him. I got closer to the blonde. "Well? Are you going to just sit there?" I said, before grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him up. 

"P-Please just let me go,, I can leave i-if you want me to."  He stuttered out. 

"Oh, quit playing the stupid victim!"  I spat in his face, letting go of his shirt. "I know you can fight. I can see you do it all the time." 

His body was always full of bruises, especially his face. He clearly got into a shit ton of fights out of school. 

Travis's POV:

I stood there, shaking. I didn't want to hurt Sally's friend nor did I want to get hurt in the process. Instead of saying anything, I just left for the door. 
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"  Larry said in a stern tone, causing me to flinch and stop in my tracks. Reminds me of my father,,,

"I-I'm leaving,,"  I stuttered but remained still. 

"Whatever."  He said with a 'tsk.'

I opened the door, letting out a soft sigh of relief. Just as I was about to walk out the door, I felt something hit my back. I turned around to see Larry standing and looking at me. 

"Oops, my bad."  He said in a mocking tone. I could see Sal whispering to him and trying to get him to stop. 

I shot him a glare, before picking up the pillow and throwing it back at him. The pillow hit him in the face, before dropping to the floor. He began to walk toward me, but my fight or flight instincts kicked in and I punched him in the face. 

"What the fuck, dude!!" he shouted, immediately pulling both of his hands to his face. "Fuck,," He growled, moving his hands to reveal a bloody nose. Ash, Todd, and Sal rushed over to him. "You okay, Lar?" Ash questioned, examining his face.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to punch you, I swear,," I shook in fear, worried about his next move. Without even trying to clean the blood from his nose, he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and punched me. I'm not sure how many times, but it was more than three times. 

"Larry!"  Sal shouted, pushing and pulling him away. "Stop that! Seriously!" He continued to shout until the brunette finally stopped. 

Sal's POV:

Larry let go of Travis and walked out the door without a word. "Wait, Larry-!" I shouted down the hall. 

"I'll go check on him, you stay here," Ash said, quickly following behind him. 

[I'll update later today :)]