Disasterology ~ Vic Fuentes

Chapter ~ 9

~~~Ashley'S POV~~~

Last night was probably the best night of sleep I have ever gotten. I didn’t move from Vic’s side at all. It was amazing. I get up off the bed, kiss Vic’s cheek then wander downstairs. On my way down I see Mike passed out on the floor surrounded by beer bottles, and Jaime asleep in the couch. You may think that is normal. But not the way he is sleeping in it. He’s upside down. His feet are up in the air and his head is hanging off the seat. I chuckle and walk into the kitchen. Tony is standing there making coffee.

“you better be making some for me too.” he spins around and smiles at me.

“yeah I’m making some for everybody.” he says and spins back around and continues making it.

“so do you have a hangover?” he asks.

“surprisingly not.” I say now that I think of it.

“that’s good. So what did you and Vic do last night?”

“nothing really. Just kissed a lot and he asked me out then we went to bed.” I take a seat at the counter and cross my legs.

“he asked you out?” I nod.

“that’s good. You two would be cute together.”

“thanks.” I say giggling and blushing a bit.

We sit there talking a bit more and I feel like Tony is one of the type of friends that I can tell anything to and he wont tell anybody. And I’m really grateful for that! After a few minutes I feel a pair of hands cup my eyes.

“guess who?” they say.

“um spider man?” I guess.

“nope but close.”

“uh Santa Clause?”

“no! It’s Jaime silly!”

“oh my gosh I would have never guessed!” I say sarcastically. Him and Tony laugh and Jaime sits next to me and Tony continues making coffee.

“sooo. What did you and Vic do last night?” Jaime smirks.

“do I seriously have to go over this again? We did nothing but kiss, he asked me out and then we went to bed. that’s it!”

“aww he asked you out??? You two are so cute together!” Jaime fan girls for awhile longer and Mike eventually wakes up.

“coffee is done who want’s some!” Tony asks.

“me!” I yell and raise my hand. He laughs and gives me a cup of coffee.

“white girl like her black coffee!” I say and jaime spits out his coffee and laughs with the guys.

“was that really funny?” I ask confused. They all nod and continue laughing.

“what’s so funny?” I turn around in the barstool and look at Vic who has sex hair. I stifle a laugh.

The guys look at him then look at me.

“are you guys sure you didn’t have sex?” Mike asks.

“yes I’m sure. He just moves a lot in his sleep.” I say laughing. Vic laughs and walks over and kisses my head and makes some coffee. I smile and the guys start fan girling which makes me laugh harder.

“so what are we doing today?” I ask finishing off my coffee.

“uh I don’t know.” they all shrug.

“how about the beach? I haven’t been to the beach in over 10 years.” they all look at me like I’m crazy.

“you haven’t been to the beach in over 10 years?!” they all say at the same time.

I shyly nod and they all look at each other and nod. They all run to their rooms and Vic picks me up over his shoulder and runs to his room. I squeal and finally get put down.

“what the hell?!” I question.

“get dressed we are going to the beach!” I squeal with excitement and run down to my room and pull out my bathing suits.

I lay them all out on my bed and look at them for a few minutes deciding which one to wear. I finally decide on my black string bikini bottoms with a red push up bra type top. I rush into the bathroom and put it on. I look at myself in the mirror and I instantly frown. You can see the scars on my hips bright and clear. And you can see almost all my ribs and hip bones. The only good thing is my belly button piercing which I forgot I had.

“ASHLEY HURRY UP!” Mike yells from my bedroom.

“uh sorry I’m trying to!” I quickly find a light tank top and short shorts and slip them on.

I rush upstairs after grabbing my crappy phone, which by the way isn’t even a smart phone, and is about to break, sunscreen because I burn really easily, sunglasses, sandals and a towel.

“im ready!” I say and grab a monster out of the fridge.

“then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!” Mike fist pumps and grabs the keys to the convertible. I think its Tony’s or Mikes car I don’t know.

We all pile in and Mike starts the car.