I Drank The Poison and I Passed The Fuck Out.

I Don't Care If You're Contagious.

While Mike and Sarah had their exchange in the living room, Vic lead me by the hand to the car.

"Should we be leaving them alone?" I asked.

He twirled me around and kissed me, "They’re fine." He whispered.

We got in the car.

"So, Mike’s into Harry Potter, what are you into?" I asked.

"Hermione Granger." He replied.

I gave him a look.

He laughed and kissed me, "I’m just kidding. I’m not into anything like that. I’m just, Vic." He said.

I smiled, "I do kinda find Ron Weasely attractive." I mentioned with a sly smile.

"Oh, so you like redheads huh?" He asked.

I laughed and reached over, running my fingers through his long brown hair, "They’re alright, but I really prefer Mexicans." I whispered, kissing him.

I heard the door open and Vic and I separated, both turning our attention to the backseat.

"Alright." Vic teased, "All Harry Potter nerds aboard, let’s go shoot this thing." He said starting the car.

"What are Jaime and Tony going to have to say about us coming along?" Sarah asked.

"They’d better not say anything if they know what’s good for them." Mike growled, with a joking smile.

I looked at Vic, who just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Do you think they’ll like me?" I asked.

He chuckled, reached over and squeezed my hand, "Not that it matters, but for peace of mind, I think they’re going to love you. Both of you." He said smiling at Sarah in the rearview mirror.

The warehouse looked like the last place a band should be shooting a video, so when walking inside, I clung to Vic’s side.

"Tony, Jaime!" Mike called.

Vic looked down at me and winked, smiling a reassuring Vic smile, "You have nothing to worry about babe." He said.

Two guys walked out of a dressing room, "There you are! Where you fucknuts been?" One asked.

This guy had long spiky hair and dimples when he smiled.

When little me caught his attention, his smile went from amused to sly, "Oh, I see." He said winking at Vic.

"It’s not like that Jaime, this is my girlfriend Michelle." Vic said proudly, giving my shoulders a light squeeze.

"I didn’t know you’d moved on so fast. I’m Jaime Preciado. Bass extraordinaire." He said bowing and kissing my hand.

Beside me, Vic sent him a glare, but he ignored it.

I laughed, "Michelle Turner, Alcohol Enthusiast." I said.

"Alcohol enthusiast?" The other guy asked.

This one however, had long hair that fell in his face and really large gauged ears.

I shook his hand, "Yeah, I’m a bartender at Lucky’s." I said.

"That’s how she and prince vomit over here met." Mike taunted.

Vic’s head whipped around and gave him a scorching glare.

The guy looked confused.

"Long story for another time." I explained.