5 - remembering sunday

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i woke up and realized that vics arms were wrapped around my waist. i widened my eyes and sat up.
"fuck!" i whispered.
i looked in the mirror and fixed my hair and then grabbed my pillow and whacked vic with i.
"wake up fuentes!" i said harshly.
his eyes opened slowly and i have to admit, he looked pretty cute.
"wha-" he said, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
i had totally forgotten he had no shirt on.
he looked hot and cute at the same time?
"its morning" i said.
"oh" he said, yawning and getting back under the covers.
"vic!!!" i said, whacking him again with the pillow
"go back to sleep kara" he practically moaned, making me bite my lip
"it's already 11" i said
vics eyes widened and he practically flung himself out of bed.
he got his shirt on, trying to button it.
"okay you're doing it wrong fuentes!" i said
"gee i'm sorry merrick" he said
"come here" i said
he rolled his eyes and walked over. his shirt was on but not buttoned up so you could see his chest.
i started buttoning up his shirt, my hands accidentally touching his exposed chest multiple times.
he bit his lip and looked up at the ceiling.
i stood on my toes and did the last button (he was so much taller) and then we were done.
his cheeks were bright red and there was a slight buldge in his pants.
i started laughing and my cheeks turned bright red.
"shutup" he said, laughing.
vics dad had gone to work and his mom was still asleep. we walked slowly down the hallway and vic left a note under her door, sighing.
we got in the car and i grabbed his hand.
"are you okay?" i asked
"yup" he said, holding mine back for a few seconds and then let go and started up the car
"so how are your parents? did you tell them you're robbing a bank?" he asked, laughing.
"i um- i haven't seen them in a few years. when i was 15 my mom went off to hawaii with some guy and my dad started drinking and yeah" i said quietly.
"i'm so sorry, that must have sucked" he looked at me with sincere eyes.
"im fine. i had a pretty good childhood i guess" i said, smiling sadly
"what did you do" he said, nearly making me choke on air
"i did dance" i mumbled
"hmm?" he asked
"i did dance" i said, my voice barely a whisper
"kara babe i can't hear you" he said, laughing
babe?
"i was a dancer!!!" i said, louder
"that's so cool" he said
"uh yeah" i mumbled
"what? bad memories?" he asked
"well no. they were literally the best years of my life" i said, smiling weakly and looking down at my sneakers
"then what's wrong?" he asked
"my mom was a little crazy. she made sure i was always the best and all that. ever since i could walk" i said
"wow" he said, impressed
"i actually got to be in a broadway show once" i said, laughing
"no way!" he said, laughing
"i toured for a good year" i said, laughing
"no way, were you in the wizard of oz? who were you? a munchkin?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows as he made fun of my tiny-ness compared to you.
"no i was in the legally blonde musical" i said, smirking
"who were you?" he asked
"elle woods." i said, impressed with myself
"no fucking way" he said, laughing
"yup" i laughed
"i was only 16. my dad was still drinking and stuff so i tried out for fun. i ended up snagging the main role" i said, laughing.
"you gotta sing for me" he said, excitedly tapping the steering wheel
"hell no!" i exclaimed
"cmon babygirl, you can't suck that hard" he smirked
babygirl
"i haven't sang for anyone in years vic" i said
"then i'll be the first" he said, winking
"ugh fine"
i started singing one of the songs i sang when i was in the legally blonde musical, trying not to laugh as i sang the song i had to sing all the time last year.
when i finished vics jaw dropped.
"holy shit" he said, in awe
i laughed and covered my face with my hands
"you know i'm in a band" he said
"yeah i'm aware, tony told me"
"oh?" he said, laughing
"well it's your turn" i said
"what?" he laughed
"cmon sing we don't have all day!" i said, smiling
he started singing remembering sunday by all time low and i smiled like an idiot as i sang the female part.
we drove up to the motel and got out of the car like it never happened.

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