Part Twenty Three

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Vincent's P.O.V
"You know..." The lifeguard put his hands on both sides of my face and roughly forces it up so we meet gazes. "They say if you save someone's life then they have to be your slave."
"Yeah right." I say trying to act defensive as I cross my arms. "Like that's gonna happen."
"Come on, I wanna get with ya~" he purrs.
"So does everybody else." I shrug and glare at him.
"We could keep it on the low~" is all he says, sliding his hands down to my torso and pulling me towards him.
"Get off me." I growl and pull away. "I have a boyfriend."
"You mean the one that almost killed you?" He chuckles.
"He didn't know I couldn't swim." I say defensively.
"Hmmm sure he couldn't. Why don't you just come with me instead?" He asks quietly.
"I have someone waiting for me in the car so if you try anything...People will come looking for me." I growl.
"You sure about that smart one?" He pushes me roughly down on to a table and brings our faces very close to each other.
"Get off!" I whine and turn away. He just grabs both of my wrists and slams them down, causing me to flinch. Just as a smirk spread across the lifeguards face, he flew off of me and hit the ground. I look up to see Scott pounding him with his fists while on top of him. After the guy looked as if he was unconscious, Scott got up and sighed. I jumped up off the table and hugged him.
"Thank you Scotty." I exclaim as he hugs me back. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry." He smiles. "It's okay."

Scotts P.O.V
"Um Fritz is sort of waiting for me in his car. I think we're going back to his house...Can you come?" He asks quickly.
"Yeah of course." I laugh lightly as we release from our hug. "Let's go." I wrap my right arm around him and walk to Fritz's car.
"Hey Fritz." He smiles.
Ugh why did that get me so jealous? All he did was say hi to someone.
"Hey Vinny." Fritz winks. "Hey Scott."
I sigh, brushing it off.
"Get in guys." He opens the passenger seat.
"I call shot gun!" Vincent pushes me aside and gets in the front seat.
"Haha no way little man." I pick him up, open the back door and throw him in the back seat then sit in the front.
"Hey." He pouts and smiles lightly. "No fair."
"Smallest goes in the back. Sorry." I laugh and kiss the top of his head. Feeling calm...
Not for long

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