🍒·˚ ༘ ┊͙CHAPTER 012 ! ˊˎ
ken tingle
( real life )

༄✧ *:･VIVIENNE
originally, my plan to text cee was just another idea that my brain planted to hurt me, like most of my ideas. however, dylan: my lord and my savior, called right as i was about to send him a message

"hello?" i asked, walking into my apartment, holding the bag of groceries that i had picked up on the way home.

"you know how ken has those feelings that barbie needs help?" she asked, chewing coming from her mouth

"yeah? don't tell you have a ken tingle bro" i laughed, placing the bag down on the counter. i guess she heard, because she then said "did you just get home?"

"third saturday of the month baby" i reminded her, she responded with 'mmmm' which let me know she remembered

"i love that you have little traditions like that with all of us"

"back to the ken tingle? are you sure your not just going crazy?" i knew she couldn't see me, yet my eyebrow raised as if she were staring me in the eyes

"no! diego said he gets it too sometimes for his sister— but anyways! that's besides the point! i get the ken tingle for you.. what were or what did you do loca?" she asked, more crunching coming from the phone

"stop chewing next to the mic i'm gonna kick your ass" the chewing paused "no" she said through a mouth full of food

"i was gonna text.. oakley" choking. she started choking when she heard me "what happened with chris!"

"i can't fall for chris again! i won't let myself be hurt by him again, like.. right person wrong time doesn't exist! if he was the right person it would've been right time" i ranted on, and she was silent.

"i can't tell weather im proud of you or wanting to bash your head into a counter— we need a chris jar at this point viv, everytime we TALK or MENTION that man we must pay a dollar"

"babe... do you want me to go broke?" she laughed and facetimed me, she had her phone propped against something while she stood with one hand on her hip and the other holding a hotdog

"WHY DO YOU HAVE A HOTDOG?" something about a very high dylan, in her oversized kali uchis shirt and glasses with a hotdog in her hand made me fall down laughing

"STOP" she yelled, putting it down on a plate and dusting the crumbs off her hands "no this sight is crazy, even for you"

"first you want me to go broke? no- FIRST is your ken tingle, then you want me to go broke, now your eating a hotdog— you hate meat!"

"diego makes really good vegetarian hot dogs!" she confessed, picking up the camera and spinning around, showing a diego sitting on her couch, manspreading

"diego please get your girl!" i yelled. his head leaned back, laughing and covering his mouth. "nah you had her first"

"it's on sight pizza boy" i flipped him off— earning a respective one back. "stop beefing with my pookie please baby" dylan said, sticking out her bottom lip and lifting the camera above her head

"pookie is crazy" i heard diego comment from the background as she propped me back up and continue eating her hotdog

"but anyways— what about chris? are y'all fighting?" i shook my head

"no, he's just.. acting like the past two years didn't happen— like he didn't leave me for a new girl who smelled like the inside of a victoria secret from 2015" her jaw dropped at my description

"smelling like the inside of a victoria secret is wild viv, you didn't have to violate her like that" she laughed as she chewed

"i'm the only one who has the right to violate her like that" i ranted as i began making my sandwich

"also! never call cee oakley again, it's weird. i guess i miss cee.. though he was chill, and y'all like weirdly matched? we smoked hella weed that year" oh shit, i forgot that was the year i started smoking

"i was about to send the text before you called" i confessed, sitting down to eat my girl dinner of a sandwich, talkis and a cosmic brownie

"what did it say?" she asked, rinsing her now empty plate, i sighed "hold on"

she smiled and waited as i pulled out my notes app where i literally prepared the message

"i was gonna say 'hey, i know it's been a while but i've been thinking about you a lot recently and wanted to know if you would like to link up? it would be nice to see you again, lmk' but the let me know is like abbreviated like l m k, you know?" i propped my phone back up against the vase of roses that chris got me

"yeah yeah i get you.. hmm i mean i think it's good but don't text cee if your just using him to get over chris, it didn't end well last time" she warned

"he was so good to me, and honestly, like truly deadass, serious. on my dog! he was a good friend." she nodded her head

"fuck it then, your gonna end up with chris anyways, me and nick see it already, and matt calls dibs on wedding playlist" my jaw once again dropped

"WEDDING? who said anything about a wedding? i haven't even kissed him in two years!"

she shrugged "well that's just for the plot, get on with it babe" i laughed and pressed send, closing out the imessage app

"why do i make all my bad decisions with you?" i asked, biting into my sandwich "because i've seen your anime phase and when you played volleyball in middle school"

"STOP! you went through that anime phase with me! and you did cheer and color guard" diego's laugh roared through her apartment "you did color guard?" he asked

"no! look what you did viv, revealing my dark past to hot midnight pizza boy" she plopped on the couch next to diego and sighed "let's say.. hypothetically i did do color guard.. now you have to die so expect poison in your morning tea" she threatened him, an innocent smile spreading across her face

"baby, i don't drink tea" his eyes were soft as he stared at her, i hadn't ever seen dylan like this. she's always been aggressive towards men, literally barking at some while intoxicated

she never barked at any of my boyfriends.. well she did bark at rudy, but her and cee actually became great friends

he wasn't close to being chris at all, and that's what i needed at the time.

he kissed really good too, so that was a bonus.

1 YEAR AGO
3RD PERSON.

central cee, oakley neil, otherwise known as 'cee' or 'neil' rested his hands on viviennes waist. rubbing circles with the pads of his thumbs as she cooked dinner in his kitchen

"you still have nothing organized" she laughed, leaning her head back and resting it on his shoulder "i don't cook, love, i usually just eat out" he laughed

god she loved his laugh— it was so different, so english of him. "call me love again"

he lowered himself to her ear, smiling as his teeth grazed it "love, your gonna burn the food" she smiled once again before standing up straight and looking down at the food

he was a rapper— she was a 'rockstar' as he called her. the two made sense, and to her that's what she needed. she needed stability, distractions, fun and happiness to keep herself from thinking of the past.

his hand snaked around her waist, interlocking as he leaned over her shoulder, watching her movements as she hummed softly

"new song?" he asked, his accent. she would've melted if he wasn't holding her

"possibly" she smiled, continuing to hum the new tune— it was a song she had written about cee, the first song she wrote that was not about him.

"what's it called?" he asked, turning the heat off for her, recognizing the food was done "that's a surprise" he smiled, kissing her cheek softly before pulling away and grabbing plates for the two of them

"when do you have to fly back?" he asked as the two sat down on the balcony, overlooking london at night. "i haven't decided yet, why? do you need me to fly back already?" she asked

he smiled "nah, i might just keep you here" butterflies. he was different than her past long term relationship.

his hands were too big, but they did hold her just right..

he had a lot of tattoos, but she adored them.

"oh really? what would my friends say? that i ran off with a rapper?" she laughed, leaning in closer to him

"sounds like the life, huh?" he glanced at her, admiring her. she was younger than he was— by 5 years. in fact she was 19 and he was 24, but neither of them cared.

he made her happy— spoiled her in every way and she cared about him

"cee?" she asked, making him turn away from the view and towards her "yeah?"

"what if i stay a while longer? record some music here.. would that be okay?" he couldn't help but smile, leaning in and pressing his lips to hers in a way that made her freeze up

"you can stay as long as you like, my love" blush covered her cheeks as he pulled away, resting his forehead against hers

"the song? it's called dangerous women" a smile crept onto his face as she spoke, kissing her once again and putting both plates down on the small table.

his hands went for her waist as he transferred her from her chair to his lap, a smirk spreading across his face

"oh yeah? well then show me how dangerous you can be"

𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗘 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗦 !
lil update for y'all because it's been a while.. and i've been writing SO much so like i have to update and write.

but anyways!! happy holidays to you guys. happy new years as well (as if it isn't for another 2 weeks oop!)

kk bye <3