Collide With the Flair of Selfish Machines

III

VIC'S POV

I made sure to start paying attention to (Y/N) more. There was lots of writing being done and she hung around during that process. She loves Jaime and Tony and they love her. We're like one big family! It seemed like things cheered up. Maybe we're good now. My younger brother started getting freaky with tattoos and piercings in odd places. It was almost like I was losing him. I kinda' regret letting him convince me to pierce my nose. That's okay, though, it helped us name our band finally. 

A company kept keeping up with us, so sleepovers became necessary for late night preparations. We'd go from house to house...and (Y/N)'s when we knew her parents were gone and doing something stupid. 

As I woke up in (Y/N)'s room, her face was the first thing I saw. Her face was so delicate and flawless. It started filling in as I helped her overcome her eating disorder. It took way more than me just telling her to eat, which was expected, but we beat it together. I also noticed her wounds turn into scars and there were no new blood stains. She was my first love and the last one I knew I'll need. She always was the one.

(Y/N)'S POV

My eyes fluttered open and I saw Vic's face. He was staring directly at me, sleepily. I smiled wide. He's been doing so much for me even though he's so busy.

"Good morning." He moaned with his raspy morning voice.

"Good morning, baby." I smiled back. Vic returned with a closed mouth smile. I blushed, remembering the kiss he gave me to tell me that everything was alright.

"More writing will be done today, but we're moving to Tony's house." He said.

"I figured." She shrugged laying down.

"Let's get to it, boys!" Vic stood up immediately, waking up his groggy band members. 

I flipped over to see Tony's butt in my face. I smirked and rotated my body to kick him with my sock feet. He turned over, blushing red. Tony was a shy guy and I worried for him sometimes. If you're gonna' be famous, you'll hafta' change your attitude!

"Hey!" Tony whined, sitting up.

"Get up!" I stood and jumped slightly.

"Too early!" Jaime complained.

"In a room full of hard-working Mexicans, I'm disappointed." I crossed my arms at my racist joke.

"Please, we're the best." Vic rolled his eyes playfully at me.

"Mother fuckers." Mike sat up, his long hair in a mess and his shirtless body with an imprint from my carpet along the side.

"We've got work to do!" Vic shouted. "To Tony's house!" He pointed in the wrong direction but corrected himself.

"Ugh." The group moaned nearly simultaneously.

"Maybe I'll stay back." I told Vic as the others headed towards the front door after dressing.

"Why, baby?" He cocked his head.

"I'm just holding you guys back." I pushed hair behind my ears and smiled shyly.

"Baby, my future is nothing without you." Vic shook his head as if to say silly girl. 

"Fine." I walked towards him and grabbed his hand.

"I never want to lose you." He kissed my hair. Vic moaned a little as if he were biting his tongue, thinking of something good to say.

"And you'll never lose your hair." I complained at his long hair for the millionth time. He flicked his hair in my face and it scrunched up. "Bitch." I whined.

We're a happy couple, right?