Collide With the Flair of Selfish Machines

XXVIII

(Y/N)'S POV

The fourth album released. It was amazing. Everyone fucking loved it and the night it came out Vic and I held a party. Having everybody in one house was hectic but worth it. It was packed to the brim.

I had a little bit of a problem with Vic. It wasn't bad! Don't worry! You might think I'm holding on too tight, but I know what I'm doing! I mean, there were times where I wondered if he still loved me and I'm dying to know, but I've put it to rest. I kinda' sorta' might have a thing inside... A party seemed like a bad place, but I haven't seen him all day and it just couldn't wait.

"Want one?" Mike looked up at me from the cooler holding a Bud Light as I stared at him in a trance from the couch.

"No, no thanks." I smiled and shook my head, out of the trance.

"You were staring at the cooler for some time, I wondered if you wanted one." He laughed, opening up his beer.

"I wish." I giggled and watched him walk away. "Tony!" I shouted as he walked past.

"Yeah?" He looked faded as he turned around and lost balance slightly.

"Have you seen Vic?" I cocked my head with my knees to my chest.

"Haven't seen him. Jaime!" Tony yelled across the room. He never gets loud and I winced at his voice.

"Yeah?" Jaime came over in all smiles as usual.

"Where's Pancho?" Tony stumbled slightly, beer in hand.

"Oh, Vic? He's outside." Jaime used his thumb and pointed to the sliding door.

I almost bolted out the door. I walked out into the dark night with the backyard lit up by the gazebo's red lights. I had the secret in my back pocket. 

"You texted?" Mike walked up to Vic from behind me.

"Geez, just when (Y/N) was looking for you!" Jaime giggled after Mike.

"I'm too drunk for this." Tony shook his head and stood next to Vic. They were all in a row. 

"Okay, smile good now, guys!" One of their friends startled me. He was next to me the whole time with a camera. This'll be good. I gave a devilish grin as the guys began to pose.

Mike was on the far left, sticking his tongue out and making a peace sign. Typical... Vic was next to his brother as usual, holding a beer can with his teeth and smiling, his eyes squinted from his cheeks holding the can. Tony sobered up enough and gave out a decent smile as Jaime cheerfully held up a solo cup. 

"Smile Vic!" I shouted, holding up a pregnancy test as the camera flashed. Vic's eyes widened as much as they could and his arms dropped. Perfect shot. 

"Oh my fucking God!" He ran over to me and grabbed the test out of my hand to examine. The others walked over.

"I'm an uncle!" Mike threw his fists in the air and turned around to walk it off.

Tony was smiling like a drunken idiot as Jaime patted Vic on the back.

"Congrats, dude." Jaime kept slapping his back.

"Is this real life?" Vic looked up at me with his jaw dropped. I nodded and could barely contain a smile.

"I love you." I squeaked. Our new life took a turn.