dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

Chapter Seventeen: Sunshine and Smiles

Chapter Seventeen: Sunshine and Smiles

Something bright shone on top of my eyelid, shaking me from my sleep. It made me frown, as I cracked my eyelid open slightly. I instantly closed it to the bright light. I shifted until it was out of my view, before daring to open my eyes. I saw there was a sliver of sun pouring through a gap in the curtains. I went to lean forward and close it, when the covers slipped off me, and suddenly realised how chilly the air was on my bare body. I noticed something heated, pressed against the rest of my naked body, and looked down to see Vic fast asleep. Gently, careful not to wake him, I jerked the curtain close, before attempting to lower myself down, and felt a tiny twang of pain in my legs. I bit my lip from grinning. He was good I can assure you. I rested my head back on the pillow, as Vic laid flat on his back. I studied the way his eyelashes brushed his cheeks, sometimes giving a small flutter in his slumber. I couldn't help but feel cocky about the four purple marks lining his neck and shoulder. I pulled the blanket tighter around my body, appreciating the way it bared half of Vic chest. It rose and fell with each breath. I curiously reach out and rested my palm on the left side of his chest, his gentle heart beat pounded under my fingers. I snuggled deeper into the sheets, my head buried in his pillow, his scent engulfing my senses.

Could this ruin everything? As I lay, staring at him, it felt right. I reached up, brushing my fingers across my lips, remembering his teeth light grazing them. They felt plump and swollen. I touched my neck, wincing as I came across a love bite. My skin tingle at the memory of his finger tracing it. How he could be rough and forceful to soft and gentle. The way he looked at me when he said. 'You are the most beautiful creature that ever graced this earth'. A stupid smile spread across my face. I shivered slightly from the chill. Vic was keeping me a little warm, but not warm enough. I slid out of the bed, squishing the carpet between my toes. I pulled myself up, finding myself all wobbly, and barely able to stand. Ok, maybe he was a little too good. It's gonna be hard to dance today. I froze, my eyes widening. I looked at the clock on his bedside and I nearly screeched. I had to be at dancing in 20 minutes. I look desperately down at the sleeping Vic. I wanted to crawl back in with him, to waste away the day holding each other, making love when we felt like it. Just having a day to ourselves. No distractions just me and him. Any other dance class I would have skipped, but with the recital soon, and having a solo doesn't help, it was crucial I had to be there. Crucial enough to leave a naked Vic? Grudgingly, yes. God every time I have the opportunity of being in bed with Vic, it's interrupted.

I scooped up my underwear, before pausing. My eyes went huge as dinner plates. I had left my bag at the door, and the guys usually crash here after big nights. He also shares this house with Jaime. Shit, shit, shit. I crept to Vic's cupboard, pulling out a shirt and some of his smaller looking sweats, tugging them on. I looked at my dress in a ball on the floor, my bra curled next to it. Biting my lip to keep from giggling, I scooped up my dress, but hung my bra off the door handle. I looked back as he peacefully slept. I walked over, brushing his hair away from his forehead. I delicately pressed my lips to his temple.

"I'll be back." I whispered, before retreating silently. I closed to door with a tiny thud, before tip toeing down the hall. So far, the house was dead silent, which was a good sign. I walked through the living room, surprised to find nobody passed out on the couch. They were probably in the spare room. Or in Jaime's, who knows. I relaxed slightly, and moved more smoothly towards my bag.

"Is this a walk of shame I am witnessing?" I had to clap my hands over my mouth to keep from squealing, and twisted around to see Mike sitting at the kitchen bench, giving me a cheeky grin. He eyed the dress I was holding in my hand. I stood up straight and smirked at him.

"It's not a walk of shame is you aren't ashamed of anything." I stated boldly. Mike quirked up an eyebrow.

"You seem to be walking a bit funnily today, are you a bit sore." I fought against the blush that was attempting to break out on my cheeks. I crossed my arms across my chest, giving him a smug look.

"At least we know your brother does it right." Mikes mouth popped open in an 'o' shape.

"So you both really did it." He questioned, looking generally surprised. I didn't say anything, I just smiled.

"Shit, never knew Vic would have the guts. Oh, fuck now I have to give Tony 20." He started to frown.

"Then why are you leaving?" He gave me an accusing look. His expression says curiousity, his eyes held protectiveness for his big brother. I gave him a reassuring smile.

"I have to go to dance practise. If I didn't have to leave, believe me I wouldn't. Please tell Vic that, I don't want him to think I, y'know, ditched." Mike must have seen how I truly didn't want to go. He could tell I really wasn't just some whore that fucks and leaves. I was thankful of it.

"I'll tell him when he gets up, don't worry. I'm gonna rib him so bad." Mike gave me a devious grin. I laughed.

"Don't be too harsh." I called over my shoulder, picking up my bag.

"I can't promise anything." I chuckled, and waved at Mike one more time, before leaving.

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I breathed hard, as sweat clung to my forehead. I wiped it away, taking a few gulps of water. They really worked us hard. My dance instructor, Damien shook his head at me.

"You're sloppy today Cat, what's going on." I took in deep breaths, calming my heart rates. I simply shrugged, not knowing how to answer. He walked up close to me, his mouth near my ear.

"When you're gonna have a big night, don't do it if you know you have dance with me the next day." My hot face intensified in heat, as Damien moved one. Helping out with the others. Isabel walked up, frowning at me.

"What was the about?" I shook my head, grabbing my bag. I pushed the sweat through my hair.

"Don't worry. I just need to go." I manage between breaths. Isabel gave me a strange look.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I looked into her deep blue eyes, seeing genuine concern. I stood up straighter, adjusting my bag on my shoulder. I gave her a true smile.

"Seriously, I'm absolutely perfect. So perfect I need to go." Isabel looked after me curiously, before gasping loudly. I started to retreat further.

"CATHERINE SPURTS YOU DIDN'T!" She squealed, as I walked backwards towards to door. I shrugged at her, laughing before turn and walking out of the studio. I practically bounce through the halls, surprisingly ecstatic, even after my horrible practise. I hopped onto the next bus that came through, humming to myself. I spent the whole ride tapping my fingers on my knee. I hopped off the bus, calling a cheery thank you to the bus driver, earning a smile from him. I nearly skipped down the road to my house. I burst through the door, a grin never leaving my face. My mom peered round the kitchen door, smiling at me.

"How was last night honey?" I couldn't help but giggle.

"Spectacular!" I sung, swinging myself up the stairs away from my slightly confused mother. I grabbed some clothes, darting into the bathroom, getting under the hot water. I started singing I Write Sins Not Tragedies at the top of my lungs, working shampoo through my hair. I danced around my bathroom, doing my hair and leaving my face bare of makeup. I burst through the bathroom door, nearly bumping into my brother.

"Oh, hey Ryan." I gave him a big squeezey hug, before twirling around him, humming still. I bounded down the stairs, grabbing my keys.

"Mom, I'm going out." I called out. Mom appeared again.

"But you just got back." I gave her a grin.

"It's just too nice to be inside." I chirped. Closing the door behind me.

☆"〜☆〜☆〜☆〜☆〜☆I wanna apologise in advance incase I miss an update. I'm currently on work experience and it's leaving me completely knackered like wow.

QOTD: Do you guys have a job?AOTD: Technically, no, I have an hour thing at a pharmacy, and I'm trying to make this work experience into a job.

~I'm so tired