Darlin' Just Hold On 'Till May (A Pierce the Veil Fanfiction)

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Laurie's POV (flashback hahahahahhha what am i writing)

Beer bottles clinked in sharp, echoing pulses. Loud, yet faint music tickled my ears. Distant conversations ran across the room.

"Bourbon, neat please."

"A bourbon for the lady, coming right up." The bartender flashed a smile in my direction and glared at the other old coot sitting two seats from mine, and went to prepare my drink. The area was humid, dense with the evaporated sweat of countless bodies moving almost mindlessly to the beat of some shallow song. It was warm, like summer.

But it in fact didn't feel like the beginning of summer. It didn't feel like anything at all, actually. I didn't feel the need to go to the beach and dance endlessly in the sun, to dig my feet into the sand and watch as hundreds of thousands of fine granules slip through my toes, or to let loose and sway with the rhythmic motion of the waves. I didn't feel the need to let my skin melt into sweet shades of caramel, dripping with tones of gold and a subtle orange. I just felt the need to pass time.

"Bourbon. Can I get anything else for you, beautiful? Perhaps something to go with that?" he invited, casually.

"No thank you." I gave him a stern smile and took a big sip as if I were sassing him.

"You can switch her drink for an orange juice or something, she might not be able to handle it." A young man to the left uttered teasingly and began walking towards me.

"Well excuse me, I don't know who you think you are but I can hold down my alcohol quite well, mind you." I retorted in annoyance.

"Oh can you? Next round is on me then. No bourbon, just vodka." Pause. "If you can handle it of course." He winked. "Your name?"

"Laurie, and I can handle it." I didn't bother to ask for his name. Idiot people. Of course I can handle vodka! It's because I'm a girl right, girls can't drink yada yada yada. He is going to have the night of his life, getting drunk with a girl that can drink!

30 Minutes Later

"Yeah, and he totally fell for it!" I screamed in joy. "And the worst part is, he was on his way to his wife's house and he really thought I was her sister!" My speech was broken up by uncontrollable laughter and sobs of hilarity.

"You're quite the character, aren't you?" he laughed and shyly brought his hand up to cover his smile.

"And and and... He was seriously about to have an affair.. Like with his wife's own sister! But it wasn't the sister... Haha... Joke's on you, it was me!" I hollered and ignored his extreme fucking level of attractiveness.

"Wanna go dance?"

"Yeah, yeah dancing is good!"

This boy was a fun time. He listens, he buys drinks, he wants to dance with me.. AND he's pretty. What more could you ask for?

"Okay, come on. You can walk right?" He lifted me off of my chair.

"Yeah, yeah, can you? That's the question." I muttered.

I grabbed his hand and walked through what seemed like an endless amount of people to the dance floor. One of my favorite songs came on and my body just reacted immediately- eyes closed, legs moving, hips swaying. He snuck his hands onto my hips, swinging and swaying all the same. We danced and danced, and we got closer after each song. Even though it was almost completely dark I could see that he seemed to stare off into the distance at times, or at somebody else, but he always smirked and brought his gaze back to me.

I heard the (rare) slow song come on and without a word, he slowly turned me around to face him and fixed his hands on my lower waist, pressing us together. My arms had nowhere to go but up, so I instinctively threw them around his neck and twirled his semi-long hair around my fingers. He turned his head and I thought he was going to whisper something in my ear, but he released a breath he'd been holding right onto my neck! It sent chills crawling all over my body. He felt me tense up a bit, but I wasn't tense- I was trying to keep myself from taking his shirt off and-