𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘅𝗲𝗿 ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sᴇᴠᴇɴ
𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: underground!boxer!vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader
𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: a vampire and an angel walk into a party..
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, partying/drinking/smoking, brief mentions of violence + sexual assualt + cheating, reader is insecure, mention of sex
𝗔/𝗡: i have been waiting to write this chapter omggg let’s fucking goooo 😈 (also, i made the gif just for this chapter so that’s why it looks bad lmao) but yeah, this is probably the biggest chapter yet so have fun :)
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“ugh, why does water taste so fucking plain?” she tossed a solo cup into the trash can, leaning forwards and balancing herself on the sink with her hands. the bathroom lights shined above the girl, making the sparkles on her dress reflect onto the walls and the ceiling. “well, you are the one who decided to get drunk before going to the club!” katie laughed, fixing the laces on her heels. the two had just arrived to the club minutes ago, and y/n’s head was spinning. she felt like her skull was just bashed in with a golf club and her stomach was burning. she couldn’t quite make out anything in her head, her thoughts were clouded as if it was a rainy day and she slurred her words when she spoke. “yeah! well, i was sad okay?!” she huffed, a short girl exited a stall and stood between the two girls, washing her hands. “hi! do you know a good club around here?” y/n chirped, stifling a laugh. the girl gave her a weird look before walking out the door, not even bothering to dry her hands.
“get it? because we are already at one!” she slumped down, forgetting she was wearing heels, and lost her balance. her butt landed on the tiled floor of the bathroom with a thud. “y/n!” katie gasped, rolling her eyes at the drunk girl. “get up, that floor is disgusting,” she pulled her up to her feet, helping her balance. y/n stopped giggling and sat on the counter next to the sink, watching as katie looked over her appearance. “do you know how to do braids? i don’t want my hair down but my head hurts from wearing it up.” she frowned, making eye contact with y/n in the mirror. “sure! how many?” y/n jumped off the counter, trying her best not to stumble, and walked behind katie. the blonde handed her two hair ties, before shaking her hair back and turning her back to her. “two.” y/n started to braid her hair, the bathroom not being empty besides the two girls. she remembered always braiding her friends’ hair at sleepovers, the memory submerged out from the dog in her brain. she was surprised she could braid so well while drunk.
“so… what happened again?” y/n hummed in reply. “you said you were heartbroken earlier… by who? what happened?” katie gulped, her eyes flickering to the girl in the reflection.
“umm.. oh! yeah, i just had boy problems is all..”
“oh.. well, you should really talk to someone about that.” her lips pressed into a thin line as she rubbed her lipgloss together. “yeah, i mean.. i would talk to mo but she’s always busy with kane… ive been mostly just watching the bachelorette and talking to myself. that helps!” her tone was cheerful when she spoke. katie felt her move on to the second braid. “who’s kane?”
“mo’s boyfriend.” she scoffed, shaking her head. katie furrowed her brows, looking back at her. “what, you don’t like him?”
“no! no, trust me, i like him! it’s just…” y/n’s tongue was pressed to her cheek as she looked up at the ceiling, her hands absentmindedly weaving the blonde locks.
“what?”
“i dunno, sometimes i feel like he’s not happy with her..” she frowned, the alcohol taking over her words.
“oh? how come?” she pried, her interest peaked. “well… i don’t know, like..” she paused, stoping her movements for a second.
“he’s really cute. like really cute, and he gets attention from a lot of girls sometimes. like, ones who would be perfect for him and have similar interests, but mo? she just.. she doesn’t! i mean, i love the girl, but i don’t understand how he can even hold a conversation with her. they have literally nothing in common! zip, zilch, zero!” y/n used her hands while she ranted, waving them all over the place. katie smirked in amusement.
“hold on, so.. how cute would you say he is?” she cocked her head, eyes squinting.
“well-“
“like, would you ever date him?”
“what?! no! he’s with mo, i would never do that to her.” she picked up katie’s hair and continued braiding through the conversation.
“right, but if he wasn’t?”
a slight frown took over the girls face, her face contorted in concentration as she pondered the idea. “i guess so..”
“so, you would sleep with your best friends boyfriend if you knew she would never find out?”
“i-“
“and you think that he can do better than her?”
“what? i never said that!” her skin grew cold as her tongue went dry, a soapy aftertaste in her mouth. she felt sick and uncomfortable and wanted nothing more than for this conversation to end. “here, your braids are done. now, let’s just go dance, yeah?”
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y/n’s memory was fuzzy last night, forgetting and remembering things like an elderly woman, but when she woke up that morning, she remembered everything. knocking on her door to see drake stoned out of his mind, her flashy dress now soaked in rain. she remembered waddling inside, her feet throbbing in pain and her brother swarming her with questions. she shut off her phone and slipped into her pjs, her head hitting the pillow instantly putting her to sleep.
opening the ibuprofen bottle, she downed the pills with water. drake had already left early to help set up for roman and ru’s party so the house was quiet. y/n swore she would never drink again after last night, but once she remembered the party tonight, she decided against it.
i’ll get really drunk tonight, and then that’s it.
y/n made herself some toast and poured some orange juice into a mug, interrupted by someone banging on her front door.
“ugh, i’m coming!” she opened the door and was attacked by three of her friends tackling her in a hug. “jesus christ-“
“y/n, it’s your favorite people! here to get you all pretty for tonight, now let’s go!”
bags of inexpensive clothes were hung on their fingers, clutched in their hands as they entered the building. “did you just wake up?” zach asked, putting his stuff on the kitchen table.
“yeah-“ she yawned, “why? can you tell?”
mo giggled while searching through her fridge for a snack. “i’m so fucking hungry guys, they better have food at the party or i swear.”
“um, i’m not sure if they will, honestly. i wasn’t really involved this year.” she heard mo close the fridge behind her, sitting at the kitchen table with the other three. “oh, yeah! isn’t it that kid ru’s birthday too?”
“yes.. and i know what you are thinking, mo. no, you CANNOT flirt with him, i will tell kane!”
“oh, shush.” the gays laughed and pulled items out of their shopping bags. “okay, so… what letters did you guys get? i know zach got K..” quinn asked, his dark brows scrunched as he peered over at the group.
“i got A and mo got B.” y/n answered.
“awww, our letters are alphabet neighbors!” mo purred, leaning over and hugging y/n from behind, her arms wrapping around her neck as y/n chuckled.
“okay, i know mo has her costume, do you have yours?” quinn asked, waiting for y/n’s response.
“oh, yeah. i picked some things out and mo said she would pick them up for me-“
“oh, yes! here ya go! i kept the wings in the car because they are huge.”
“ooo, wings?”
“what are you dressing as?” zach questioned.
“i’m gonna be an angel.” she smiled, mo still standing behind her while the two boys were sat across from them.
“oh, so we have two winged girls on our hands, babe!” quinn cheered, pushing his fiancé’s shoulder lightly.
“wait, why? what are you being?” she cranked her neck back to look up at mo, who started playing with her hair.
“a butterfly.” she smirked, leaning down and kissing y/n on her nose. “now, go brush your teeth and take your meds so we can start getting ready!”
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“i’m gonna get so fucked up tonight, on god.” quinn groaned, fixing his headpeice in the mirror before running after zach, who was shouting for help zipping up his boots.
“want me to curl your hair?” mo asked, plugging in the cord before sitting next to her on her bed. y/n nodded, opening up her phone and scrolling through instagram.
“hey, so.. do you want to maybe talk about last night?”
y/n felt her stomach drop, momentarily forgetting about the trainwreck from the night before.
“um, what about it?”
“y/n, come on. i know what happened, it was trending and my phone was blowing up.” the curler beeped as she began to curl the girls hair.
“i don’t know mo.. i just regret all of it.”
“even the tattoo?”
a smile formed on her face as she remembered the tattoo she got behind her ear. “no! i love it, honestly. i can’t wait to get more.”
“okay, well… just remember not to go partying with katie ever again.” she scolded, her tongue poking out of the side of her mouth, swiping over her light pink lipstick.
“oh, trust me- i won’t.”
a few moments of silence went by, y/n and mo sitting on the bed, listening to zach and quinn argue over something. “your outfit looks cute!”
y/n wore a white bodysuit with long sleeves and lace at the top. white knee-high boots cladded her legs and a pair of wings to top it all off, which she wasn’t wearing just yet. “says you! mo, you look so hot, i shouldn’t even go.”
“oh, shut up! you look amazing!” while y/n was dressed as an angel, mo was a butterfly. she wore a latex light pink bodysuit with matching gloves and black and pink wings on her back. y/n was nervous about wearing a bodysuit, so mo promised she’d wear one with her. her brown hair was up in a high pony tail, the blue strips framing her face.
“we are going to have fun, tonight. okay?!” she finished y/n’s hair, shaking her back in forth to make her smile.
“okay! i guess so..”
she woke up in a bad mood and couldn’t shake the sadness she was feeling. she wasn’t quite sure why, but she just knew it would be a bad mental health day for her. on days like this, all she wanted to do was curl up with her leather jacket and watch friends reruns, but unfortunately, she had a party to attend. y/n promised herself she would get out of bed and have a fun night with everyone.
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“mo! these wings are fucking giant!” she felt anxiety start to kick in at the appearance of her costume.
“i look like an idiot, fuck..”
“no you don’t! they are gorgeous!” quinn exclaimed, standing behind her in the mirror. the black and white tutu and king julien headpiece peeking out from behind her.
“i’m king julien, man.” he said in his best accent.
“jesus fucking christ, quinn i swear to god if you talk like that all night.” y/n said, annoyed already.
“he definitely will, man!” zack came up behind them, in his london tipton costume. he had a pink jacket and a matching barrette with pearls around his neck.
“oh god, i need aspirin already.”
“okay, y/n, calm down! you look great, you can take off your wings if they get annoying, but trust me, the whole ‘big wings’ look makes you look like a victoria’s secret model.”
“thank you, zach.” she smiled, and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek.
“call me london, babes! now, i’m gonna go get the car started, so hurry up! let’s get our party on.”
y/n bit into a biscuit from the kfc she was previously eating, before going into her bedroom. “y/n?” mo called out, her heels clicking as she entered the bedroom to find her friend holding her leather jacket. she stood infront of the closet, the door swung open.
“a special day, huh?” mo asked, slowly approaching the girl and placing a hand on her shoulder, their wings knocking together. while y/n had many different leather jackets, she only wore that one on special occasions or when she was feeling down. she just simply nodded, before realizing she wouldn’t be able to wear it with the wings.
“i want to wear it, but i can’t… it won’t fit under the wings and it’s hot out, fuck-“
“it’s okay, seriously. you will be fine without it y/n-“
“i know! but… i want to keep it with me…” she left the house before mo could reply and sat in the backseat, her jacket in her hands.
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roman shook the can of red spray paint before putting the finishing touches on the sign. people were arriving downstairs, the distant sounds of music and chatter filling the atmosphere. his jumped off of the step stool, looking back at the writing. it was common for them to spray paint words on the walls and just cover it up with paint later. they would usually do it for events or achievements, birthdays included. “does that look even? i think i fucked up the last E.”
he turned back, his brown hair falling in between his eyes. he wore a floral tee and flowers around his neck for his hawaiian costume. ru was shirtless, neon leggings on and a huge wrestling belt around his waist. the boy dressed as a wrestler stood up on his tippy toes, checking to see if the words were messed up.
“nah, fam. it looks fine.” he dabbed roman up, red paint getting on his hand. “oh shit!” the two laughed. “dude…” roman pointed at the clothes sitting on the bench in the corner. “whose clothes are those?”
“i think that’s flloyds shirt..” roman replied, walking over and shaking the spray paint. “it’s an ugly ass shirt, i just wanna-“ suddenly, red paint defused from the aerosol can and sprayed all over the shirt.
“bro!” ru cackled, jumping up and down as roman laughed. “he’s gonna fucking freak, oh my god…”
“so?” roman continued spraying the shirt before moving over to the leather jacket infront of him. “this is an ugly ass jacket, i’ll ruin it too.” the whiskey in his breath hit ru in the face as he reached his arm out before retracting it. “isn’t that y/n’s!”
“yeah, it’s ugly as fuck and she wears it all the time. smells like a fucking old man too.” the two were laughing as he emptied out the cans on the clothes. “we did them a favor.” he shook the can before throwing the empty spray paint onto the floor.
“bro… that’s fucked up, imma just pretend i never saw that.”
“shut up, birthday boy, it’s funny as fuck.” he picked up the shirt and the jacket, holding it away to keep it from getting paint on his clothes. the strong smell of paint infiltrated his nose, lifting a hand up to hold his shirt over his nose. “where should we put it?”
“i don’t know, roman! this isn’t my prank, i have nothing to do with this.” the drunk boy giggled, his bare chest shaking from laughter. he wore an expression of uncertainty that clashed with his evident smile.
“i’m just gonna..” roman opened a locker before slamming it onto the jacket. he then repeated the process with the shirt, the two of them hanging from the locker closed on them. the guys laughed before grabbing the bags of chips from the boxes on top of the lockers and making their way back to the party upstairs.
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“hazel? what, like the color?” mo asked, a bag of  tortilla chips in her lap as she dug through the bag and chomped down on the chips. they hadn’t met vinnie’s new girl yet and were already prepared to hate her. mo was seated on the kitchen counter of the emptied out room. there was a private floor of the gym where parties used to be, but it got shut down. kids used to rent it out and have birthday parties while their parents could work out downstairs. they even used to have a small bouncy house that they could jump in. now, only close members of the gym could go up there. it was a wide space with a small kitchen area and an island table. there was a closet on the other side of the room where party supplies and kids toys were, bruno being too lazy to throw any of it away.
“no, like the bitch from ‘the fault in our stars’.” zach laughed, rummaging through the bottles that were left on the counter. roman and ru arrived earlier with a few friends and brought all of the alcohol and snacks with them, spread out throughout the space. mo and the gays took the liberty to neatly put everything away and in the fridge to keep cold. y/n came back up from the locker rooms, her arms no longer holding her jacket as she smiled to the three friends.
“you good?” quinn asked, his brown eyes scanning her face for any signs of discomfort. she nodded and walked over to help them out, grabbing a bottle of vodka and feeling the cool drops slide down her palms.
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numerous thoughts ran through her head as y/n tried to focus on whatever quinn was telling her. every millisecond, she found herself glancing towards the entrance. she wasn’t sure who she was looking for, but something deep inside her was craving for a certain person to walk up those stairs. maybe even multiple people.
“ru, it’s almost your birthday! in like…” he glanced at the watch on his wrist, “ninety minutes!”
a man with dark hair entered the room, the colored lights that roman set up illuminated his skin. he had a large tray in his hands with numerous glasses of liquid on it.
“oh shit, klaus!” ru ran over and helped the man carry everything over to the kitchen area. “hey, man. happy birthday!”
“thank you! i appreciate you being here- hey everybody!” the few people in the room looked over at ru, “this is klaus, he’s a bartender and he brought stuff to make cocktails so help yourself!”
ru was cut off by a loud shrieking noise followed by katie and drake entering the room. she dragged drake behind her as she made her way towards y/n.
“holy shit! we all have wings!” she motioned to y/n and mo, a smile painting her face and her voice louder than ever. she was dressed as a fairy, a small purple dress with tassels and stripes matched with the light purple wings she wore on her back.
“aww, great!” mo said sarcastically before being engulfed in a hug by the blonde. she quickly let mo go before embracing y/n. with her head in the crook of her neck, y/n got a whiff of gold jewelry before breaking apart. “i know right!? it’s like.. totally meant to be.” katie smirked while nodding her head. she whipped her body back to pull drake over to the group.
“baby, don’t be rude! come say hi to your sister!” he sighed, rolling his eyes back as his girlfriend yanked him forwards. y/n couldn’t help but smirk as she tried to keep herself from laughing. “no, don’t worry, it’s not like i live with him or anything.” she jumped back onto the counter, mo seated beside her. drake was dressed as an explorer, tan clothes with a dark brown button up and a huge hat. a cheap pair of binoculars hung around his neck.
klaus walked behind them, starting to make a drink for someone. “who’s that?” drake pointed at the guy, making y/n turn her head to see who he was talking about. “oh, he’s a bartender, ru brought him.”
drake just nodded before mo scooted backwards, facing klaus. “hey, what kind of drinks can you make?” his eyes went wide as he looked up at the girl. “me? oh, anything, really!”
“do you have gin?” mo asked suspiciously.
“yeah.” he nodded.
“i’ll have a martini and,” y/n felt someone grab her shoulder, “this girl right here will have a mojito.”
voices were heard at the entrance, causing the whole room to go still. y/n watched as flloyd, duncan, and erik walked in. they were followed by vinnie and hazel, who confidently strutted inside. vinnie’s skin was pale, probably from makeup, and he had bloodstained lips, trailing down his chin. his hair was messy and he wore all back clothes, a girls white hoodie in his hands. he was laughing at something hazel was saying, showcasing the vampire fangs that cupped his teeth and the fake bite marks made on his neck.
hazels lips were the same shade of red, a black bodysuit hugged her curves and a police badge was on her chest. she had sunglasses on and her brown hair flowed as she walked, vinnie’s arm linked in hers.
“yeah..” y/n muttered, her hands tightening their grip on the edge of the counter.
“and make it quick.”
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“okay, everyone is here, so let’s do a catwalk! get in a line!” roman spoke into the microphone, the music blaring through his words. everyone grouped up into a line, y/n stayed with mo and the gays. despite being with her best friends, she didn’t feel safe. her stomach was doing cartwheels and she found it hard to focus. vinnie was whispering something to hazel, leaving a light kiss on her neck, causing her to giggle. y/n gulped, hearing the voices of the people lining up.
“hey!” y/n’s eyes fixated back to the boy next to her, not expecting to see duncan. he was dressed as a zebra with stripes pained on one side of his face and a headband with striped ears. he looked adorable.
“you okay?”
“oh, yeah! i’m fine, sorry..”
“no, it’s fine! i get it. i don’t like parties either.” he sent her a lighthearted smile and placed his hand on her shoulder, making sure not to mess up her wings.
“i love your costume, by the way.” the girl found herself lost in his eyes. the way he looked at her was like he draped a safety cloak around her shoulders. she found herself smiling.
“thanks.. zebra?” she pointed jokingly at his stripes.
“oh, yeah. great letter, right!” the two giggled at eachother while vinnie and flloyd watched from afar. vinnies eyes filled with jealousy and flloyds eyes with curiosity.
“alright!” klaus took the microphone as roman stood in line next to ru.
“let’s get started! who’s ready to have fun and get drunk!?” everyone cheered, including y/n.
“yeah, that’s what i’m talking about! let’s see everybody’s costumes, right?!” more people cheered, as y/n’s eyes met with flloyds. he was already looking at her, a goofy look on his face in an attempt to make her laugh. once she giggled silently, he stopped and smiled at her lovingly before drake blocked their view of eachother.
the birthday boys went first, walking back and forth as if it was a catwalk and doing a dance while everyone whooped and hollered. a pittbull song played in the background and you could hear the noises of men cheering wildly over it.
when it was flloyds turn, y/n yelled a little extra louder. “flloyd the moose!” he moonwalked up causing everyone to erupt in ‘oh shits’ before he walked up and exited, drake and katie followed him.
drakes team, josh and max stepped up. josh was dressed as ross from friends (a show that y/n talked him into watching) and max was supposed to be ozzy osborn, despite looking nothing like him.
watching all of the half-assed outfits made y/n grow more self conscious. bobby and erik from vinnies group came up, the two of them doing a weird disco routine. erik was dressed as the joker and bobby was a soldier wearing all camouflage. vinnie yelled praise, hazels hand on his shoulder. her hand tattoos meshed with vinnie’s in a way that y/n couldn’t compete with. the more she watched him and the way he cheered, the more she couldn’t stand him. he acted like a child and y/n needed a man.
the song changed as the gays danced while y/n and mo cheered the loudest. “YES BESTIE, GET INTO IT!”
it was mo’s turn, she swayed her hips past the line as all the boys catcalled and hyped her up (respectfully). she did a small twerk before grabbing y/n’s hand and pulling her out into the space, the group waiting for her moves. her angel outfit was sparkling under the light while vinnie’s vampire look made him hide in the shadows.
y/n didn’t know what to do, being too in her head to come up with something. she started off by just moving with the music, before she felt herself slowly bend over. her head hung upside down, she took a second to think before remembering a routine to a pussycat dolls song.
oh, the perks of being a tiktoker.
she lifted herself back up, her hair no longer in her face as she tried to match her moves to the song playing. she did the ‘when i grow up’ choreography and felt eyes all on her. the dance was pretty easy and nothing too crazy so she wasn’t that worried anymore. she opened her eyes to see quinn and zack going ballistic, hyping her up and dancing with her. she was too scared to look back at anyone else and quickly did a light twerk before running over to the group laughing, ru and roman were jumping up and down, their hands on her shoulders as mo handed y/n her mojito.
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“happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you,”
the lights were shut off, the small disco lights still flashing colors as everyone formed around the circle with their phones out. bruno had stopped by with their cakes before dropping off the keys and leaving. cameras were recording and flashing as roman and ru were handed their individual cakes. drake handed roman’s over while vinnie had ru’s.
“happy birthday to roman and ru… happy birthday to you!” roman’s cake was a light blue shade with white icing while ru’s was chocolate with m&ms on top. they blew out their candles before vinnie and drake shoved the cakes into their faces, laughter filling the room.
“goddamn it, vinnie. i got an m&m in my eye!”
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“lick it! lick it! lick it!”
ru laid on a table, his chest on full display and the belt from his costume strapped on him. everyone was doing body shots off of eachother, before erik found whipped cream in the fridge. now, a trail of the topping was planted on ru’s abs, all the way down to his bellybutton.
mo insisted she would do it, before realizing that she had a boyfriend.
“if someone doesn’t lick ru’s chest, i will do it my fucking self.” roman laughed before y/n groaned.
“i’ll do it.” she leaned down, quinn holding her hair up for her as she kitten licked the top of his abs. she could feel everyone watching her, including vinnie and her brother, but she had so much alcohol in her system that she didn’t care. she swallowed it before finishing the strip down his stomach, everyone cheering her on.
she held her fists up in the air and quinn let her hair down, a closed smile on her face.
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“i still can’t believe they got the fucking bouncy house..” the girls watched as the boys were jumping over eachother. they found a bouncy house in the closet and roman was determined to blow it up. they found a tank to blow it up with, but it stopped working right at the slide. they all ended up taking turns before vinnie took over and blew up the whole thing by himself.
hours had passed and everyone was now tipsy. y/n was waiting for the boys to tucker out so she could just chill with them, but they were more hyper than ever. duncan and vinnie were bouncing with hazel, who was trying to tell vinnie something but he was too distracted by the brunette showing him tricks. duncan tried to do a flip before smacking his head on the inflatable bar, causing him to fall off of the slide. vinnie laughed loudly as duncan grabbed on to his arm, pulling himself back up, before kicking hazels foot by accident. vinnie didn’t notice hazel fall off of the bouncy castle and catch herself on the floor, he was instead immersed in how stupid duncan looked. y/n laughed while vinnie stumbled over, his legs interlacing with duncan’s as they both fell.
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♫ 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙮 𝙧𝙖𝙚 𝙨𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙
i’ve done it before, i’ve seen it before
tears splashing the floor when i open the door for her
“okay, truth or spin, vinnie?” erik questioned, the group all sitting around in a circle, sipping their drinks. some sat in beanbag chairs while others sat on the slide of the bouncy house. roman introduced the game ‘truth or spin’, a game that he created after getting in trouble for stupid shit he did everytime they played truth or dare. bruno insisted he was never allowed to play that game at the gym ever again, hence truth or spin. flloyd came back in late, red paint on his hands. y/n was confused on why his hands were covered in paint but didn’t care to ask as she waited for vinnie’s answer.
she acting like a whore and imma let her
learned from project pat, pimping got a masters
“truth.” he clenched his jaw, his vampire teeth poking out as the veins in his neck were on display. hazel sat with her head on his knee beside him.
“oh, i know when he lies so i’ll tell you guys.” hazel sat up right and stared into his eyes while erik questioned him.
girl improvise
look me in my eyes and lie to me
lie to me like i’ll believe anything
“where’s the craziest place you’ve had sex?”
vinnie looked up at the ceiling, his adam’s apple bobbing as he thought.
“uhh… i don’t know, probably like the beach or the backseat of a car, but i feel like that’s not that crazy.. but yeah, i’ve done it in public so…” he smirked before looking around at everyone and lingering on y/n a little bit longer.
sex on the beach
and in the backseat
this could be us
hazel giggled, wrapping her arm around vinnie’s and placing her sunglasses on his head. she whispered something provocative in his ear as y/n tried her best not to gag.
so back to what i was saying
this could be us but she playing
this could be us but she playing
i’m high, hope i don’t sound crazy
“okay, vinnie.. who are you picking?” the boy hummed in thought, his eyes passing by y/n’s and landing on her best friends.
“mo.” y/n’s eyes widened as did mo’s. vinnie had never spoken to mo before and it was the first time they were hearing him say her name.
“truth or spin?” hazel looked up lovingly at him as he spoke.
“well, i’m taken so.. truth.”
and i know they really wish we would ball till we fall
i’m the big bad wolf
it’s a full moon yall
“who are the two hottest people in this room right now?”
toss the money in the air
watch all your dreams hit the floor
“uh.. ru and… y/n.” she looked over at y/n who smiled back at her. y/n looked over at vinnie to see him giving her an annoyed look.
oh fuck off hacker.
wait till i get the buzz off this drug
girl you’re way too fine for a local club
“okay, wait! pause the game, i’m gonna go get refills, who wants something?” mo asked, standing up. klaus had left earlier, so she had to get her own drinks now.
a few guys raised their hands as mo walked out, y/n following behind.
they both poured out some drinks, the sound of the water hitting the glasses filled the void of silence.
“hey.. do you really think i’m the hottest here?” y/n was feeling insecure with someone like katie and hazel there. she knew she was pretty, but felt like they were prettier.
“are you kidding?” she closes the fridge before looking into y/n’s eyes. “yes, you definitely are.”
y/n stood in place while mo grabbed the drinks. she followed her back to the group with a newly found confidence.
“alright, y/n! truth or spin?” mo asked her, sipping on her drink.
“spin.”
spin the bottle
spin the fucking bottle
mo almost choked on her drink.
“alright than.”
if you’re the reason why it’s empty
spin the fucking bottle
y/n grabbed the empty bottle and spun it. her heartbeat spiked while she waited for it to stop. she looked up to see who it landed on.
duncan.
truth or dare
you don’t want no problem
she smiled up at duncan as he looked over at her. katie gripped drakes arm.
“wait, drake baby? are you okay with this?”
“it’s fine.”
“are you sur-“
“i said it’s fine!”
you don’t want no problem
y/n grabbed duncan by the back of his neck and pulled him in. their lips touched while he gripped her back, avoiding the wings, and kissed her.
vinnie watched with his jaw clenched and his knuckles white.
◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦
“alright, i’m tired now..” mo sulked by y/n as the party started to die down. music was still playing and a few people were still dancing, but mostly everyone was getting ready to say their goodbyes.
“yay! can we leave now? i have an episode of catfish in my dvr and my wings are itchy..”
“yeah, that’s fine.”
“okay, let me just grab my jacket.”
the second y/n stepped foot down the stairs, the smell of paint hit her. millions of ideas came to mind, but her dead dad’s jacket being destroyed by spray paint wasn’t one of them.
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