Kissing In Cars [ Vic Fuentes Fanic ]

Chapter 8 - Guess You're Official

I've decided to end this chapter with the worst cliffhanger I could think of because I'm a little shit. :))) 

sooo enjoy some of the boys' POVs

Tony's POV

"Tony. Tooooonyyy..." I heard a tired voice whisper my name. My head felt like it weighed twenty pounds; I couldn't bear to wake up yet.

"Tony?" Evelyn whined beside me. I groaned and rolled over, trying my best to escape waking up for at least another four hours. 

"Babe. Do you want coffee or not?" She mumbled. I felt the bed shift as if she were getting up. I let out a long, tired groan and buried my face into the pillow. "You are so stubborn." She laughed in a soft voice. I felt her hand run through my hair and soon I was out like a light again.

A few hours later I awoke, my head was still pounding but at least I was feeling a little better. I checked the clock; 2pm. We had to leave to the venue by 5 so at least I had a little time. I sat up in bed and rubbed my hands over my stubbled face; we had all downed the alcohol late last night at the beach. In fact, I didn't even remember returning to the house last night.

"Evelyn?" I called out, just now noticing she was gone. I faintly remember her waking me up earlier. I guess she left then. 

I really wasn't sure where Evelyn and I stood. I knew neither of us were in a rush to become exclusive, but I definitely liked her. She was sweet yet fiesty and really funny. Her personality was so... creative. She was different somehow.

I rolled out of bed and made my way down stairs to the kitchen, seeing a tall starbucks cup sitting on the counter next to a white paper bag labeled 'Tony' in Eve's handwriting.

I approached the counter and took a slug of the creamed coffee, just how I liked it. Opening the bag I found a large vegitarian burrito from Rubio's. 

"Oh my god I love this chick." I groaned and plopped onto one of the stools, beginning to stuff my face with the food and coffee. In a matter of minutes I finished up and downed a few asprin to dull the pain still in my head. I pulled out my phone and sent Evelyn a text.

- Did your parents flip shit when they found out they birthed an angel? -T

Vic's POV

I was nervous as all hell. 

What if she said no? What if I couldn't find her there? 

Or maybe you're just worrying too much, I told myself.

Cara and I had decided to go out to lunch with the guys; well, all except Tony who refused to get out of bed this morning. After we left our area of the beach to be alone last night, everyone had apparently gotten as drunk as they possibly could, leaving Cara and I as designated drivers and also leaving us to drag them all to the van. 

"My head feels like I slammed it on a rock." Jaime complained as he rubbed his skull. I held my snicker back; we didn't mean to drop him on the cement last night, but it had happened. It wasn't our fault he was too heavy! "Probably did." I mumbled.

Beside me Cara giggled into my shoulder earning a suspicious look from Jaime. Thankfully the waitress butted in before he could get in any questions.

All of us ordered our food and waited around shooting straw wrappers at each other's faces. Mike took one right to the eye, drawing more complaints out of him.