Falling Asleep On A Stranger

I waltzed down stairs, Vic was sat in the living room playing Fifa. “Hey Vic, could I stay over tonight, Hayley just texted me saying that Josh was sleeping over tonight and I don’t really want to hear them all night? Sorry, for asking, I feel really rude” I muttered, placing myself next to Vic on the sofa, Hayley was my room mate and Josh was her 'boyfriend' but in all honesty they really didn’t act like a couple. “Yeah that’s fine V, you know that you're welcome here any day” Vic glanced at me quickly, with a smile that could cure hundreds of broken hearts. “I really wish she'd see that he isn’t good enough for her” he muttered, I knew Vic had liked Hayley for years, but he didn’t know that I'd worked it out that he was madly in love with her. “Shit I just said that out loud, ignore what I just said and never repeat it please” he stammered looking at me with desperation in his eyes. “Don't worry Vic, nothing will ever escape my mouth, I've known for a long time, I think everyone can tell anyway darling, so I wouldn’t worry about anything” I said with a reassuring smile, he just looked at me like I was speaking fluent in another language, “What do you mean everyone knows? I haven’t told anyone” he muttered, “You can tell, you light up when she's around, you're a lot happier, but she's too naïve to see how much of a perfect couple you two would be, she doesn't even think you like her in that way, that's why she's with Josh, she's been waiting for you too make the first move, she's been waiting for a long time, but that was supposed to be a secret between us I know you'd treat her well so I’m telling you, please just go get your girl and be happy” I said before standing up, giving him a quick hug and kissing his cheek, “Thank you Ava, you always were the one with words of wisdom, there's cheesecake in the fridge” he smiled, with hope in his eyes, before carrying on playing Fifa. “Awe I love you sometimes Vic” I ran towards the kitchen, “You shouldn’t be loving me, I didn’t buy it, you should be loving Mike it's his cheesecake, but I love you too” he shouted. I muttered under my breath. I was never going to 'love' Mike, I grabbed the cheesecake from the corner ripped the sticky note saying 'MIKE'S FOOD BITCH, GO GET YOUR OWN' in chicken scratch which apparently is his handwriting. Cheesecake was one of his wonder cures for hangovers. Well, if he was going to get drunk tonight then he's going to be pretty screwed in the morning. I grabbed a plate from the cupboard, placed the whole cake on it. “VIC! DO YOU WANT ANY!” I shouted. Within less than a few seconds I got an extremely quick reply, “NOPE, ON THE PHONE, YOU HAVE AS MUCH AS YOU WANT LOVE!” He shouted. I took that as invitation too eat all of it, I grabbed a knife from the utility drawer and started to break the cake into half; grabbing the closest half and biting into it. My mouth watered from its sensual taste, my taste buds turning into an inferno of happiness. Cheesecake may be only the thing that Mike and I have in common. Before I could take another bite, Vic ran into the kitchen, took the cake from my hand, placed it behind the toaster and the plate with the other half into the oven, thankfully it wasn’t on, he lowered his head to my ear. “Mike's on his way down, thought I'd come rescue you, seems as I've got a date with Hayley tonight” he said enthusiastically, I squealed turned around and wrapping around my arms around him “Yaayyeeeeyyy! Two of my favourite people are going on a date, Vic and Hayley sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” I sang before Vic's hand flung over my mouth, “No one's supposed to know” he whispered. “What are you two doing?” Mike asked curiously, Vic was lost for words, I licked his hand quickly, so he released his hand from around my mouth. “EW” Vic quickly wiped his hand down his skinnies, “We were coping how the unsub in Criminal Minds, killed people, just to see how effective it actually was why?” I said as a matter of fact. I had no other excuse and it seemed like a pretty effective excuse in my head, but by the 'wtf' look that both Vic and Mike gave me, I guessed that they may have been a better excuse? “Okay, we'll kill her quietly, carry on” Mike walked to the fridge, looking in. “Where's my-- on there it is” He muttered, my heart was now in my mouth. Vic's eyes were bulging out of his head. Mike grabbed his box of beer and a couple of bottles of whiskey, before saying his goodbyes and leaving us to carry on with out 're-enactment'. “That was close, what the fuck was that excuse?” Vic laughed, I grabbed my cheesecake and stuffed it in my mouth, “I don’t know, first thing that came to my head?” I muffled out with my mouth full, “Gross V, I really didn’t want to see your version of a cement mixer, but thanks again for that little prep talk” He said grinning, “Hey, no problem, that’s what I'm hear for dur, now go get your pretty little butt ready and wear something nice” I said with a smirk on my face. “What do you mean wear something nice, everything I wear is nice, I mean jeees, these skinnies are Levi skinnies, this top, specially designed by Stella McCartney, these vans right here, aren’t even vans, I have too much money for just Vans.” He said sarcastically, flaunting his body to show of his clothes. “Just go get changed into something half decent and I'll book you into a restaurant or something, if worse comes to worse, take her to the arcade you know how she loves the arcade” I pushed him towards the stairs, still holding onto my cake.

After Vic left, it was around 10 at night, I was exhausted from rushing Vic to get ready, so I changed into one of Vic's spare tees, and a spare pair of Tony's shorts that he'd left for me to borrow before tonight. I lay down in bed, spaced out across the double mattress. All of a sudden, my door flung open, I mentally prepared myself for death. Looking around for an appropriate weapon, I quickly looked up, relieved to find it was Mike. “WHAT THE FUCK MAN! ITS LIKE HALF 11, I WAS READY TO FUCKING KILL YOU!” I screamed at Mike who was now snickering at the front of my bed. “It's actually only 11 'o' clock, where's Vic?” he said sitting at the bottom of the bed. “Erm, he's gone out to erm see Tony” I stuttered. He looked at me, obviously analysing for lies. “I know your lying, but I don’t really care where Vic is, now I care about my fucking cheesecake, I know you ate it, Vic isn’t too keen on it to eat the whole thing, Jaime hasn’t been round and Tony wont dare touch my labelled food, so that leaves you who doesn’t give a fuck about my needs” He moaned. “Awh does Mikey need his cake to fulfil his needs because he cant get laid any more, life must be tough” I cooed, which I knew taunted him, fuelling the fire. “I know you ate it, so I'm going to sit here and not move all night until you confess.” He said crossing his arms over his chest. “Good luck doing that, night Mike, I'm going to sleep” I lay back down in bed and pulled the duvet under my chin, relaxing into the pillow. If he thinks he can stop me from sleeping, he thought wrong. The duvet was ripped from my grasp. “Mike give me my fucking duvet back!!” I screamed at him, standing on the bed. “Not until you apologise!” He snickered. “I'm not apologising when it was given to me!” I threw my hands in the air, I jumped of the bed and headed towards the bedroom door, Mike ran towards the door stopping me dead in my tracks. “Mike fucking move or ill scream blue murder!” I shouted, he stood there with that grin he pulls when he's happy with himself. I pushed him, I tried to barge him, I pulled, tugged, ran, hit, lunged, I tried everything to make him move. “Mike, please move, I need a wee, I'll wee on you if you dont let me go!” I shouted at him, squaring up to him. “NOPE, threatening me doesn’t bother me” He smirked. I had no way of jumping and attack him, I was 5ft 6'' and he was 6 foot STUPID. I grabbed his face and pulled it down towards mine, his eyes said it all, he was shocked but not stopping from what I was about to do. He grabbed my waist, and I moved up the last half inch so our lips could touch. Softly. Lovingly. Breathing our souls and our love into each other in that kiss. That kiss; hard, but soft; fiery but cool; a split second but also forever. In that one kiss, I then knew what was behind that quirky smile, and it made my love for him grow even more. I'd got him, I sprinted towards the door, made a right turn, ran into Vic's bedroom, locked the door, sliding down the wall, into a foetus position on the floor. What had I just done?

Notes

I honestly don't understand my little obsession with Cheesecake atm? Kinda had a writers block, so sorry if its terrible:3 love you, comment, subscribe, vote?:*