Vinesauce Oneshots

house party.[1](vinny) (hurt/comfort)(fluff)

(Another two parter! Second part will probably be smut///)
(I have a knack for writing about teenage love stories so here, you and Vinny are both going into 11th grade, and you get into a fight with your boyfriend at a house party with him.)
(This is again co-written with herold52!! She is going to be co-writing most, if not all the sfw chapters.)

It was the night before school started.

You remembered it like it was yesterday.

Your friend Vinny always liked having parties at his house, whether they were merely friendly get-togethers, or, the type of parties he would have when his parents weren't home. This night happened to be one of them.

Your boyfriend was visiting for the evening, and you decided to get ready together. He had never been the nicest guy, to you or to really anyone, but you loved him, and thought the relationship could possibly work if he would just settle down and quit being so mean.
But, something seemed... off... about him, lately.
You two weren't as intimate as you had been before, and when he wasn't at your house, he rarely texted or called you. Hell, even at your house he rarely paid attention to you. He was always face-deep in his phone, but whenever you would look over his shoulder to see what he was doing, he would either hide his phone or change tabs. This made you suspicious, but he promised you nothing was going on.
It seemed fair enough, as he had family issues and was constantly messaging different family members to take him in for the week, but usually he wouldn't hide his phone if he did that. Maybe something personal had happened? You weren't sure.

During times like this, you'd text your friend Vinny to see what was going on with your boyfriend. He never really had answers, probably just to cover his ass, but when he did give answers they were either vague or straightforward, which caused many arguments between you and your boyfriend. One time, Vinny spotted him with your older sister, but your boyfriend swore it wasn't what you thought it was. Another, Vin spotted him with the ex girlfriend he dated before asking you out.
Vinny wasn't very good with giving answers, no, but he was wonderful with comforting you on the nights your boyfriend would hurt you.

You and your boyfriend had already been arguing the day of the party. Just slight bickers back and forth, but he went a little too far, saying you looked 'sleazy' in the outfit you wanted to wear to the party, and that he'd leave you on the street by the strip club if you didn't change.

You were still kind of mad at him as you entered the party, arms locked and eyes on eachother. Vinny immediately came to the door to greet you, a can of God-knows-what in his hand as he invited you in to take a seat on the couch. There wasn't too many people at the party, just Vinny's friends and their girlfriends or boyfriends. You settled down on the couch with your boyfriend, closing your eyes. No doubt, he would be on his phone while you rested on his shoulder, and not pay you any attention, not even an arm around you or a hand on your leg.

You peeked one of your eyes open slightly, seeing that he was playing a phone game. Fair enough, you thought, until he switched to the messaging app.
He didn't notice that your eyes were fully open as you watched him message, "Alright, cya later." To one of his female friends. Nothing really seemed fishy about the chat, so you closes your eyes again and hoped he didn't see you peeking. After a while, you sat up and stretched, and your boyfriend got up.

"I'm gonna go get something to drink. Want anything?" He asked.

"Nah. Just be careful, I've seen people dropping their cups on the floor. I don't want you to slip.

"I won't, honey. I'll be back." He smiled slightly, kissing you on the cheek before getting up. You sighed and sank back into your seat, watching as Vinny walked towards you.