Bad Enough For You (Alex Gaskarth Fan Fiction)

I'm Being A Fan Girl... Right?

We walk through the studio doors, excited and eager to meet with Matt and this surprise band. Possibilities have been running through my mind endlessly since he had spoken to me about it last night. Opening the door, I see a short man with brown hair to his shoulders. Vic Fuentes. The one and only Vic Fuentes from Pierce The Veil. Alongside him are Tony Perry, Mike Fuentes, and Jaime Preciado. I catch my breath and beside me Riley does the same thing. Meanwhile, Jack is already running his mouth to Jaime, and Rian and Zack are already blabbering to the other three guys.

               “Hi,” Vic steps away from the others and greets me and Riley. He puts his hand out to shake it, which I do. “I’m Vic, singer in, well, you know,” His face lights up and he laughs.

               “I’m Alex. Sorry, it’s just s surprise to see you here. I know we’re all just people but wow,” I laugh and scratch my neck awkwardly.

               “It’s fine,” He smiles. “And I assume this shy little thing is your girlfriend?” He looks at her, down at her even. He’s short but dang he even has to look down at her.

               “Yes, I’m Riley Bonnex,” She finally speaks, I catch in her eyes that she’s mesmerized. I shake off whatever feeling that my stomach gives me.

               “Hello, Riley.” Vic says warmly and she releases my hand as he opens his tan arms and hugs her. When she pulls away, I quickly grab her hand and we all walk to the couches and chairs set out. I make Riley sit on the end of the couch and I sit next to her so that Vic doesn’t steal a seat next to her. I know I’m being a little weird, but something about what just happened didn’t feel quite right to me. I trust Riley and Vic seems like a very responsible man, but I don’t know.

               “Nice to have you all here,” Matt smiles at all of us evenly, pulling me from my thoughts. “Let’s get to talking about this tour shall we?” Matt pulls out a bunch of unorganized papers as we begin to talk.

~~~~Riley’s Point Of View~~~~

               That felt strange, but it was a good strange. Vic’s warm and tan arms around me had immediately engulfed me in some sort of spell, sending me spiraling into my thoughts. His hair, let’s be honest, was so touchable and I had a strong desire to run my fingers through it. Who wouldn’t, right? His brown eyes were admittedly captivating and they only lit up even more when he’d smile or laugh.

               What am I thinking? I have Alex.

               As soon as I reassure myself of that, Vic shoves his way back into my mind; the way he smelt so warm and freshly showered and the way his baby tooth poked out when he smiled or laughed. His plump and voluminous lips hug his teeth when he speaks.

               I’m just fan girling. Anyone would do this, right?

               Despite him being short, he still looks down on me. I could easily nuzzle myself into him, closing my eyes as I drift into sleep.

               Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

               The way his skinny jeans cling to his legs for dear life, showing the shape of his lower half very well. And I mean very well. I blink rapidly and bring myself away from that track of mind.

               I can’t explain whatever is going through my head, but I know I need to stop it. Alex senses something funny happened so he placed me on the edge of the couch, placing himself next to me. Now that I’m pinned between the arm of the couch and Alex, I long for Vic to sit on my other side just to be close to him. Vic sits across from me instead on a reclining chair as he leans forward with energy and excitement to plan this upcoming tour.