𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐘 - 𝐕. 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐨

8 - ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ

A/N: GOT MY FONT BACKKK🥳🥳
Did I just post two days in a row? Yes. Yes I did.😏😏

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Ever since that night next to the bench, Vinnie couldn't get Y/n off his mind. Hearing her return the same feelings he has shared for her for so long, only to then run away as fast as she could when she saw him, when he spoke. Was she really lying about what Jayla did? Maybe he should trust her and finally break up with Jayla. But what about Pierre? He's still in town and each day Vinnie gets closer and closer to wanting to beat the shit out of him.

It's not that Pierre was annoying, well he was to Vinnie, but everytime Vinnie tried to talk to Y/n, Pierre would slide in and steal her away. It wasn't fair. Maybe once he breaks up with Jayla, Y/n will forget about Pierre entirely. He knew she didn't like him but still it's like Pierre couldn't take a hint. And he really couldn't.

"Wait so how much for the smallest size?" Asked Pierre, his french accent getting more and more irritating each second that Vinnie had to listen to it.

"The smallest is 0.45$ but we usually take the medium for 0.75$. It's the best size for a slushie in general, not too small but not too big. And since these are pretty sweet you can't drink too much or you'll get diabetes so a medium is the perfect ratio." Answered Doogie, the three boys standing in a small convenience store in town. Doogie and Vinnie were going to get slushies when they ran into Pierre. He was getting some for himself and Y/n but didn't know which size or flavor to get.

"Oh alright. Since Y/n likes strawberries I'll get her the red medium one." Spoke Pierre as he grabbed the medium cup but Vinnie stopped him.

"In slushies Y/n likes the blue one, not red. And she's not the best with such sweet stuff so she always takes the smallest cup. So get her a small blue, not medium red." Ordered Vinnie and Pierre looked over at him unbothered.

"Why do you know all of this? It's not like you're her boyfriend." Mocked Pierre.

"And neither are you." Retorted Vinnie immediately. At this point he was ready to slap the fuck out of him. "So why are you getting pressed?"

"Excuse me?" Offended asked Pierre as he approached Vinnie before Doogie put a hand between the two of them.

"We're in a store, if you mean to fight at least do it outside." Knowing he couldn't be able to stop them, Doogie at least made sure they wouldn't break anything they would have to pay for.

"No. I'm not wasting my time on someone like him. Get your dumb slushies and go." Spoke Vinnie and Pierre rolled his eyes before getting two red medium slurpees and walking out. "He can't even get the order right."

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"Thanks." Spoke Y/n as Pierre handed her, her drink. The girl took a sip before grimacing at the sweetness of it. Deciding not to be rude, the girl drank the rest of it in small sips at a time, knowing full well she's gonna be sick later.

"I have to tell you something." Said Pierre as he sat on the blue stained couch in the art room of Y/n's home. The girl crouched in front of a canvas painting small strokes.

"What's up?" She asked, her eyes not moving from the the boy she was painting on the canvas. He was sitting on a rooftop overlooking the city. The night lights illuminating the features on the boys face.

"I'm going back to France in a couple of days." Answered Pierre and Y/n stopped moving the brush in a second, her head turning towards him.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She asked disappointed.

"I didn't know earlier. My mom told me this morning that dad got a better job back there so we're moving again. And well I wanted to ask you something about it..." Answered Pierre and Y/n put down the brush, sitting on the floor and turning towards him.

"What is it?"

"Would you like to come with me?"

Silence rose between the two. Y/n could barely process the question. How on earth could he even ask her that? Of course she can't go with him. Her whole life is here. Her mom, her career, her friends... Vinnie.

"Oh Pierre I'm sorry... But I can't accept that offer-"

"I knew it. It's because of Vinnie isn't it? I knew you two had something going on. First the slushies today and now you refusing to go with me. Jayla was right-"

"Jayla..? Fucking Jayla!? Are you out of your mind?!" Yelled Y/n as she rose to her feet. Two and two finally coming together. It was Pierre who Jayla was cheating on Vinnie with. How didn't Y/n see it sooner?

"What? You jealous huh?! When you didn't want me Jayla offered me comfort and human touch! Not my fault she's clearly a better person than you-"

SLAP

"...did you just.. Slap me.?"  In disbelief Pierre rubbed his now red cheek. The boy couldn't take it anymore, anger overtaking him, he raised his hand to hit Y/n before the girl got pushed out of the way, another holding Pierre's arm in the air, a small blue slushie in the other hand of the person.

"Vinnie..?" Asked Y/n as she looked at the back of the boys head.

"Y/n... Go downstairs and don't come back up until I tell you to." Ordered Vinnie calmly and Y/n walked back downstairs and sat on her bed.

The girl pulled her knees up to her chest and put on her headphones, playing whatever was on the walkman on her bed. She closed her eyes and drowned out the many thuds and slams that came from upstairs with the familiar lyrics of 'Hey Lover'.

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A/N

Felt this one damnnnn hope yall enjoyed and don't forget to vote<33