Chapter Fifty-Two: Dont Keep Me Waiting

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Chapter Fifty-Two: Don't Keep Me Waiting.

Everyone in the room erupted in cheers and all started to move towards Vic and the other boys in the band. I suddenly felt claustrophobic as all the bodies pushed against me, my breathing getting heavy as the sickness in my stomach churned more. Right now, I wish everyone would disappear so I can get to my boyfriend. The only option I had was to quickly run to the toilet, vomit, come back and pretend I'm feeling ok, and congratulate him. I'll have to use the excuse of everyone surrounding him. I quickly pushed through the others, heading the opposite way to the bathroom. Thankfully, I didn't have to wait long, before the horrible substance burned up my throat. It was only fast and swift, as much as it was unpleasant, but with it out of my system, I feel like nothing had happened, apart from a slight shake in my limbs from weakness. I picked up the plate, and walked out of the bathroom, trying to seem as cool and collected as possible. Suddenly it dawned on me.

Vic got signed, he has finally gotten what he dreamed of, what I dreamed he would get, considering how hard he works for it. I felt a sudden burst of excitement, and all I wanted to do is run through the entire crowd of people like a footballer heading for a touchdown, before jumping into his arms and kissing the life out of him. I was nearly overwhelmed with the pride that reared up in me. I walked back towards the room, before I paused, also considering what just happened. I thought of the theory I had connected to it. I then thought of Vic's future. Oh god. I can't help but instinctively place a hand on my stomach. Of all the times this could have come up, it had to be now.

I suddenly lost the nerve to walk into the room. I was scared, scared because I didn't know what to do. No, don't you dare be selfish, don't be that girl, you go and you show how proud you are for him. I shook off my forever changing and swapping thoughts and I placed the tray I had on one of the small tables just outside the door. I walked into the room, seeing people still crowded around Vic Qand the guys. Vic was glancing around every now and then, but still trying to seem as if he was listening to what his uncle was talking to him about. His eyes then fell on me, and just for that moment, I let all my worries go as I looked at his face. He seemed to be absolutely glowing with happiness, now is not the time for bombshells. He turned to his uncle, obviously excusing himself, before pushing his way through the people towards me. He past between the last two people seperating us, and his smile wiped away any doubts in my mind.

He wrapped his arms tightly around me, and I practically crushed him against me. I laughed as he swayed as, before he picked me up in a squeal of laughter and spun me around. He pulled out of the hug, before I rested my hands on either side of his face.

"God, I'm so proud of you." I murmured, brushing a piece of his fallen hair away from his face. His eyes completely soften, and the look he gave me made me feel warm and light. He leaned forwards, making me feel breathless as he kissed me. I sighed against his soft lips, nearly forgetting all of his family was in the same room.he pulled back a tiny bit.

"I love you." He pecked me again." So, so, so, so, much" he broken away between each so, before pecking me again. I giggled, pulling my face away from his. My arms were still looped around his neck.

"You did it, you made it." I let out a shaky, breathless laugh, letting him know it caught me off gaurd, yet it was also a little expected.

"I couldn't have done it without you." He murmured, rubbing a circle with his thumb on my hips. I threw my head back laughing, and I heard a soft aw come from a family member close by.

"Babe, I did absolutely nothing. You did this, the guys did this, and I can't even describe how god damn proud I am of you." I couldn't resist pulling him in for another kiss.

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