dms: timmy connors

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vanessa made no move to kiss him back, she was too in shock to do anything as timmy pressed his lips onto hers further.

"uh.." nick turned his head to face them.

"get...off..." vanessa mumbled against timmy's lips, placing her hands on his chest, pushing him away.

he continued to kiss her, furthering it by sliding his tongue in her mouth.

"stop." she mumbled again, pushing him away, and again, he didn't listen.

"bro, what the fuck?! she said stop!" nick stood up, leaving the broadcast on, gripping timmy's shirt collar and pulling him back, "what's wrong with you?"

"get off me, bro." timmy narrowed his eyes, trying to push nick off but nick was holding him too tight.

"no." nick repositioned his hands so that he was almost hurting tc but not quite.

"you're just mad that she doesn't want you." timmy mocked, sending nick over the edge.

nick formed his hand into a fist, leaving only two inches between his knuckles and timmy's hand.

"stop!" vanessa stood up, trying to get inbetween them. she could literally hear nick's breaths as they came out angry and actually pissed the fuck off.

"I want to beat the shit out of him." nick commented, not taking his eyes off of timmy's.

"do it, bitch." timmy spurred him on.

"stop!" vanessa said again, "nick, baby, it's not worth it. he's not worth it. just let go."

nick shook his head, wanting to hit him even more, he swung his arm back and hitting timmy in the lip. vanessa placed her hand on nick's fist, holding it and pulling it down.

"yeah, get your girlfriend to save you. just know that she was mine first." timmy said to nick, turning his head and spitting a small mixture of blood and saliva onto the floor.

"shut the fuck up, tc." vanessa looked at him, still placing her hands on nick's chest, "just get out of here for right now."

"whatever, fuck y'all." timmy picked up his phone and his charger, storming out of the room, leaving everyone in the room in shock.

vanessa was still holding nick without really noticing.

"sorry," she let go of him, sighing.

"so, I take it we won't be doing the condom challenge?" zach joked, making everyone chuckle nervously.

"oh shit," nick looked over at the ipad, it was still on, "I don't wanna even see the comments."

"I'll check.." vanessa walked over uneasily, checking the comments.

"when timmys lowkey a rapist"
"what the frick"
"I can't believe timmy did that"
"FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT"
"when vanessas a homie hopper😩😂😂😂"
"UH UH WHAT JUST HAPPENED UH UH"
"timmys a rapist"
"RAPISTCONNORS"
"he's a rapist lmao"
"the next carter"

"guys, chill." vanessa said, "he's not a rapist."

"why u always lyin"
"that's nasty"
"vanessa and nick aw otp asf"
"ZACH IS SO FUNNY IM CRYING"

"you guys don't really know what everything was about, so don't start rumors." she said.

"EXPLAIN IT"

"it's a long story," she looked at nick, motioning with her eyes to make him come over.

"hi," he leaned down to see the camera, "we're gonna get off now. pound it."

"nick was doing enough pounding for all of us"

"CHILL!" vanessa read the comment and laughed as nick exited the broadcast.

a/n: short update xoxo