This Is The Primetime (Sequel To "Try Not To Fall For The Blue Haired Douche")

Chapter 3

"Josh, my phones nearly dead and I don't have my charger. If the power goes then my phone dies... You trust me, right Josh?" she asked.

I bit my lip, gliding my tongue ring across my lip. "Yeah." I said

"Really? Or are you just saying that because you don't want to look like the insecure jealous one in this relationship?" she asked. I heard someone laugh in the background.

"If you managed to stick with me for a whole year without even seeing me, I think I can trust you for a day alone with your friend." I laughed.

She smiled, and I heard a roll of thunder rumble across the sky. Lauren winced.

"Hey Lauren, wanna go outside?" Vic laughed.

She smiled. "I'll go outside if you run up and down the block holding a coat hanger, naked, and screaming how awesome I am." she told him.

I laughed. "Okay!" he said. She laughed and looked away.

"Put your pants back on! I don't need to see your unicorn boxers!" she laughed.

"Make me." he grinned, hopping down next to her. I rolled my eyes.

We talked for a bit, and eventually the power went out and Lauren's phone died.

Lauren's P.O.V.

The power went out, and a few minutes later my phone died. Thunder crackled outside, and I winced. I HATE storms!

Vic chuckled a bit. Vic was always the one person that managed to make me laugh during storms, just because he was himself. So I guess he planned for the whole unicorn boxers thing.

Vic put his arm aound me comfortingly. I smiled gratefully, and put my head on his shoulder. I know that sounds romantic, but if you were terrified of storms, you were freezing, and the only person you could cuddle with was your best friend, you'd probably do the same.

I tried to calm myself down, but I just couldn't. With every roll of thunder, every crack of lightning, I got closer and closer to the breaking point. Eventually, I started crying.

Vic hugged me and tried his best to cheer me up, and eventually he traced his finger up my jawline, and tilting my chin up forcing me to look at him. 

"We're going to break you of your fear, but you're going to have to trust me. Okay?" he said. 

He wiped my cheeks, and I nodded. "... Okay." I agreed. 

He smiled and grabbed my hands. He pulled me up from the couch, and towards the door. Oh no. 

"Get your shoes on." he ordered, smiling and putting his sneakers on.

"We're going to be soaking!" I said, when he pulled me closer to the door.

"That's the fun part!" Vic said. I smiled. He pulled me into the little area outside of the door, and then looked at me.

"Ready?" he asked. I nodded.

He laced his hand into mine, and we both ran out into the rain. I couldn't help but laugh, no matter how terrified I was. 

Vic ran around, jumping in puddles and doing flips and purposely landing on his butt. I smiled, and walked on the curb and stuck my arms out like I was walking on a tightrope.

Someone stop me before I go all mushy, I thought, looking at the curb I was walking on and watching the rain as it dripped down my body, soaking my sweater into a shapeless mess, and running through my hair like wet and bracingly cold fingers.

The wind stirred by the storm churning around me with all the intense and improbably gentleness of a lover's embrace, and I shook my hair as the thunder boomed again, water slicing down from a mane of hair so soaked by rain that it sliced down with second-quick briskness on the base of my ears and racing down my back and brushing against my sides before splashing down to the ground.

Another wonder came then, as my sides tickled as the water impossibly sparked with tiny arcs of electricity here and there hard enough to make me laugh. But that's fan-freaking-tastically beautiful.

I looked at Vic and smiled. He grinned. I hopped on the grass, and nearly slipped. Vic put his hand on my shoulder, which was what stopped me from falling, and we both shuffled over the wet and slippery grass. 

He went on to spin around until he fell. I laughed, as around me, the storm screamed and whooped, wind tearing down and crashing with all the joyful fury air could muster, the storm-clouds a wondrous black spiral overhead, neatly marking Vic's house, and it seemed to be one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

I can't believe I was afraid of this, I thought.

I heard a voice, familiar and beloved and calling out to me, it's meaning drowned in a fresh blast of thunder, and in the diminishing echoes I heard a thin collection of brief syllables resounding in tune with the last wavering remnants of the thunder, and again Vic called out, "Lauren! Lauren!"

I turned to him, my toes sifted through blades of grass and squished into the welcoming touch of mud so thoroughly drenched that it was almost liquid. Vic appeared in front of me.

"Don't scare me like that. I couldn't find you." he said. I smiled.

"Dance with me." I said. Vic smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" he asked.

"Rain dance, we gotta rain dance! When you're outside in a storm, you gotta dance in the rain! It's like a rule!" I said, grabbing his wrists.

He started spinning me around and around until I got dizzy. "If you can keep up!" he said. 

Sun peeked through the clouds, and I smiled. The more we spun around, the more little droplets flew off of our hair.

"We're getting so wet!" I laughed. 

Vic smiled and put his hands on my waist, and I stuck my arms out. We both started laughing.

                                                                              . . .

Eventually, the storm died down, just in time for the Marianas concert. Our clothes were dry, so we went to the concert.

I saw Josh and I practically tackled him.

"JOSHY!!!!!" I said happily. He was confused at first, but then he realized who I was.

"Oh, hey. How was your day in a storm with Vic?" he asked. I smiled.

"We went outside, during the storm, and I'M NOT AFRAID OF STORMS ANYMORE!" I said. Josh pouted.

"So no more you get scared and I get to be Romeo anymore?" he asked. I smiled and pecked his lips.

"Joshua, Joshua, where for out thee Joshua?" I said, laughing. He smiled, we held hands, and skipped like majestic fucks into the concert venue.