Chapter 3.

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Vic's POV
I sat on my bed,waiting for Jaime to get to my house when I heard a knock on my window. I walked over and opened the curtains. A grinning boy was was motioning for me to come outside. I opened the window and crawled out laughing a bit as he grabbed my sides and pulled to him. "Hey dork" I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Hey handsome" he said before kissing me. I smiled wide and kissed back then pulled away a bit keeping our faces close. "So. What're we doing tonight?" I asked eager to get out. He swayed us around and slowly moved his hands into my back pockets, "oh, you know, just boring stuff.. Like driving around, maybe stopping at a gas station." He smirked "a bit of fun at my place." I felt my face heat up as soon as he said that. He laughed quietly and softly pecked my lips again before leading the way to his car down the street.

As he drove, he kept one hand on my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze every now and again. I smiled and analyzed the features of his profile, quickly leaning over and kissing his cheek causing his hand to move higher on my thigh. I sat back but he kept his hand still high up. I looked at him again and frowned. "I'm gonna miss you." I mumbled. "No! Don't get all sappy chick flick on me just yet. We gotta have one more night.." He said pulling up to his house. "I'm sorry babe." I got out of the car and waited for him to walk up to the large front door. I held his hand tight, I was extremely nervous for really no reason. Jaime's parents were out of town and no one else was coming that I knew of, so it's not like I was going to have to meet anyone new. We stepped in and I looked around in amazement. All the walls were nicely painted and they had very nice furniture and perfect accent decorations all around the house. "Wow.." I managed to get out. "Huh? Oh.. Yeah my mom like nice things.. Lets go." He grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs where I'm guessing he kind of lived. He basically had his own little apartment down here, a small kitchen area, a living space, a restroom and a closed off bedroom. "Oh my god.. This place is... Wow.." I didn't know what to say. His house so much bigger and nicer than mine. He laughed a little putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer to him. Fuck I loved that.

"Welcome to my home." He smiled as I looked around like a little kid in a candy shop. "I'm guessing you like it?" He chuckled. "I do! This place is like... Really fucking nice." I switch my gaze so I was looking at him. He just smiled and nodded, he probably gets that from all his friends. "I'm glad you like it." He spoke in a lower raspier voice than normal and, pulled me down to the couch with him as he plopped down. We laid there for a while and just cuddled in silence. It was nice, but also kind of strange. As Jaime held me I felt a sense a security, a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. I was absolutely loving this. I started drifting off into my thoughts until Jaime suddenly pushed me away and I fell onto the floor, bringing me back to reality. "W-what was that for?" I was rubbing my arm that hit the small coffee table. I looked up and noticed that there was a new person in the room.

A girl.
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I'm really sorry about the whole not posting thing.. I was a little busy with school but now I'm homeschooled so I should have more to work on writing. Thank you everyone who's actually reading though!!

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