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"what the hell was that? tell me y'all aren't just friends?" noah asked as he walked over to the bar, vinnie following him.
"no, we're not, okay? i don't know what we really are, though," vinnie replied, tugging on his hair. "shit, ny's probably mad at me right now."
"yeah, i would be too," noah scoffed, shaking his head. "that wasn't cool, vinnie."
vinnie sighed, shaking his head. "i didn't-oh, what the hell?"
nyla was sitting at the other end of the bar, sipping a drink and very obviously flirting with a cute pink haired girl, twirling her hair in her finger.
she laughed at something the girl said before glancing over at vinnie, her eyes narrowed.
vinnie sighed, turning to noah, who was laughing so hard he almost fell out of his chair. "honestly, you deserve this, bro. since you guys are, you know, just friends."
"shut up," vinnie groaned, the jealousy burning in his stomach. "i'm gonna go talk to her, okay?"
noah nodded, "good luck!"
vinnie walked over to nyla, tapping her shoulder, but she shrugged him off, continuing her conversation with the girl next to her. vinnie tapped her shoulder again, making the girl next to nyla stop and smirk at him, shaking her head.
"nyla," vinnie said, sighing as she finally turned around. "can we talk?"
"no."
"nyla, c'mon, please?"
"oh my god i didn't introduce to you sab!" nyla said, turning to the girl next to her. "this is sab zada, isn't her hair cute? she's so funny. and sab, this is my friend vinnie hacker. he like, makes thirst traps and shit."
vinnie rolled his eyes, sending sab a tense smile.
"hi, vinnie hacker," sab said, tilting the glass in her hand up towards him. "you want me to leave so you can talk to your friend nyla alone?"
"that would be great," vinnie muttered, watching as sab placed a quick kiss on nyla's cheek and walked away, making nyla smile.
"what the hell are you trying to do?" vinnie asked, his grip tight on nyla's waist as he turned her around in her chair to face him.
nyla looked at him, pushing his hands off of her. "i would walk away right now, friend. we don't want any of the other girls here thinking you're a taken man. or that i'm a taken women."
"stop with the attitude, ny."
"no, i won't, vincent. now get away from me and let me go dance with sab. i miss her already. you should go talk to that girl over there with the red dress, she's been making eyes at you all night."
vinnie shook his head. "i don't want anyone else but you, baby, you know that."
"don't call me that, aren't we just friends?" nyla asked, sipping her drink through the black straw in her cup.
"nyla," vinnie warned, his voice low. "stop it."
"can't stop, won't stop," nyla sang, crossing her legs over one another in her seat and making her dress ride up, vinnie swallowing at the sight of her exposed skin.
nyla looked back at vinnie, who had stepped closer to her, his arm leaning against the bar while he towered over her. "what's wrong, bestie? oh shit, i forgot, you have no game. you want me to get the red dress girl's number for you?"
vinnie sighed, "i'm sorry, okay?"
"mmm, apology not accepted," nyla said. "try again."
"nyla, i panicked, okay? i didn't know if you wanted us to be official or if we were taking it slow or-"
"shut up," nyla hissed. "obviously i want us to be official, you fucking idiot! we've been dancing around the subject for fucking weeks! do you really think it's okay to just call us just friends?"
vinnie shook his head, grabbing nyla's hand. "no, it's not. and i'm really sorry but we just never talked about it i wasn't sure what you wanted me to say."
"what the fuck do you mean you didn't know what to say?" nyla replied, eyes wide. "we've been going back and forth for months and that was the best thing you could come up with?"
"uh-yeah? i wasn't sure, okay?"
"we're dating, vinnie! we're together, i'm your girl. i wanna be your girlfriend, goddamnit. is it really that hard to call me that?" nyla said, her voice cracking towards the end.
vinnie's brow furrowed, the boy momentarily speechless.
"wait, you-you really wanna be my-you really wanna be my girlfriend?" vinnie stuttered, surprised.
nyla's jaw went slack in disbelief.
"i- get off of me," she whined, "there's-there's something wrong with-with your fucking brain, and you're just a fucking dumbass little bitch," she said, getting up and pushing vinnie's chest.
he didn't even stumble backwards, but instead grabbed nyla's waist with one hand, the other holding her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "do you wanna be my girlfriend?"
"yeah, i do," nyla said, "idiot."
vinnie's grip on her chin tightened, his jaw clenching. "stop with the attitude before i fuck it out of you and answer me properly," he said lowly, his stare intense.
nyla's breath hitched. "yes," she nodded her head. "i want to be your girlfriend."
"okay," vinnie smiled softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "and i wanna be your boyfriend, okay? and i'm sorry for saying you were just a friend to logan. i shouldn't have done that."
nyla nodded, a big smile on her face as her arms wrapped around vinnie's body tightly, the boy returning the hug and resting his chin on the top of her head. "hi, boyfriend."
"hi, girlfriend," vinnie replied, laughing.
nyla stepped back from the hug and took the last sip of her drink, and fixed her dress. "now that that's figured out," she sighed, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. "i'm gonna go."
vinnie's brow furrowed, and he grabbed her arm, pulling her back roughly into his chest. "where the fuck are you going?"
"i'm about to go dancing with sab?" nyla said, squirming against vinnie's hold, although she secretly liked it. "let go of me, boyfriend. you being possessive isn't very nice."
"i told you to stop with the attitude," he said into her ear, making nyla shiver. "we're leaving."
nyla whined, shaking off vinnie's hands from her waist and turning around to face him. "i wanna go dan-"
"we're leaving," vinnie said again sternly, leaving no room for argument. "let's go."
nyla sighed, letting vinnie grab her hand and lead her outside, sending a cheeky grin to sab, who waved as they walked past her.
"vinnie," nyla said, trying to get his attention as he typed something on his phone. "how are we even going to get home? we drove here with amanda."
"wait here," vinnie said, ignoring nyla's question. "i'll be right back, okay?"
"not very boyfriend of you to leave your girlfriend out alone in the dark!" nyla yelled as vinnie walked back inside the club and grabbed something from tana, who was waiting near the entrance.
he came back, tossing a pair of keys on a keychain up and down, a grin on his face. "i got us a ride."
nyla huffed, crossing her arms. "i don't want to go to the hotel."
"i don't care," vinnie replied, "you've been a fucking brat all night and i'm tired of it. we're going back to my room so i can fuck the shit out of you, okay?"
nyla drew in a deep breath, almost speechless. "okay."
vinnie's hand laid flat against nyla's lower back as he led her to tana's benz, parked just a few spots away. he opened the door for nyla and then got into his seat, turning the car on.
"surprised you're not geeking out about the car," nyla mumbled, earning herself a glare from vinnie. "what?"
"i don't geek out, okay? i just like cars."
"a weeb and a geek, double homicide," nyla muttered. "thank god you're hot."
vinnie chuckled, "this weeb and geek is your boyfriend. and you like anime too!"
"my boyfriend sucks," nyla sighed, shaking her head with a grin on her face.
"and you're about to suck your boyfriend off," vinnie muttered under his breath as he drove out of the parking lot.
nyla turned to him, hearing his words loud and clear. "yeah? right here and now? cause i will."
vinnie's eyes widened, the car veering to the left of the road for a second. "no, you wouldn't."
"oh, really? because maybe i will."
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she speaks!
aww they're bf and gf now so cute
-n
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