ehh i dun like this >.<
modern swinger // the pink spiders
-Tuesday Feb 15th - Astrid and Gregor are having the opening of their joint gallery exhibit at the girl's brand new studio, which they have dubbed 'MUSEUM'. The entirety of the 'Make-Out Kids' will be there and it will be the first time they have met in a while due to people having been on tour, modeling, etc. Dress is cocktail required, and after the showing the gang is going out to a local celebrity hot-spot called, 'Club Opera'. The paparazzi will be standing by the whole night waiting to see if any drama ensues.
A pair of arms wrapped around me from behind and I smiled slightly. Glancing back, I kissed Wrex softly then pulled away to grab my dress off the bed. He smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. Within seconds, I was pinned againist the wall with Wrex kissing me roughly. I opened my mouth and let his tongue enter, mine fighting his. My arms came up and wrapped around his neck as he pressed closer. When I moaned, he pulled away. I glared at him. "A.sshole," I muttered and he chuckled. Of course, he would stop now and then laugh at me when I wanted more.
"Sorry, babe, we gotta go to the opening," he told me, pressing another kiss to my lips.
I frowned at him and shook my head. We didn't technically have to go. Sure, maybe we were supposed to be there but at the moment I much rather stay in the room with Wrex. "We don't have to go," I whispered to him and he pulled away completely.
"We have to go support Astrid," he responded, while watching me pull on my dress reluctantly.
Stupid b.itch. I hated the fact that they were such good friends, it was irritating. "And Gregor," I reminded him with a frown. This was about both of them, not just Astrid but of course Wrex wouldn't care about him. And just like I thought, Wrex just shrugged a whatever, before pulling me into another kiss.
"Axelle, are you rea-"
Glancing up, I saw Leah standing there. I smirked and noded. She looked slightly nauseated and completely disgusted. Grabbing Wrex's hair, I forced my tongue into his mouth, just to make her more uncomfortable. Wrex chcuckled into my lips and pulled away. He knew exactly what was up.
Grabbing my clutch and Wrex's hand, I pulled him out of the room and to the elevator's. As the doors closed behind us, I kissed him once again.
As we entered the gallery, cameras started to flash. Of course, the paps loved me and Wrex, whether we were together or not. Apparently we were a big deal. Wrex's arm snaked around my waist and I looked up at him with a smile. Might as well get a cute picture in the rags, yeah? As soon as we were away from the cameras Wrex released me and went off in search of Astrid. I frowned. Whatever. Snagging a glass of wine, I went to find Gregor.
My eyes landed on him and I sauntered up to him. "Fabulous show, darling" I purred to him. He grinned at me.
"Thanks, Axelle," he replied, knowing full well what I was up to. Wrex and I were notorious for making each other jealous and getting into huge overblown over publicized fights. Leaning up, I kissed him on the cheek before smirking and walking away.
Just like that, Wrex was back at my side, dragging me along to go see her beloved Astrid. I groaned silently, I didn't like the girl. Emptying my first glass, I grabbed another and sipped it as we approached. Vaguely, I heard the chatter of Astrid and her little posse because Astrid was just so great. I rolled my eyes as I heard Wrex compliment her on an amazing show. Whatever. I pasted a smile on my face, hoping that would be enough. When Wrex nudged me in the ribs, I shot a glare at him and sighed.
"Yes, simply... Riveting..." I muttered, raising my glass to my lips and taking a long sip. My eyes were busy shooting a death glare at Wrex, he would pay for this.
Astrid's voice whipped through my dark thoughts. The only part I actually heard was the part about Opera. I smiled and nodded. "Best idea I've heard all night," I exclaimed, finishing the rest of my wine in one gulp.
More cameras, more acting. The flashes went off and Wrex and I grinned and beared it. We were used to it, playing nice even if we wanted to rip into each other. Our publicists were never very happy to hear about our public fights even though they happened quite often.
We were led to the VIP lounge and Wrex and I both got ourselves drinks before heading out into the main area of the club. We were never ones to hang out in the VIP area for long. At the bar, we ordered shots and even though everyone knew who we were no one questioned us drinking. Downing shot after shot of tequila, I smilled lazily at Wrex. I was beginning to feel my buzz kicking in. Grabbing Wrex's hand, I dragged him out to the dance floor where we joined the people grinding.
Turning to face him, I gave him a kiss before telling him I was going to get a drink. He nodded and I left him there to order a margarita. As I weaved my way back through the crowd, I saw Wrex and smirked until I noticed that he had another girl on him and their lips were inches away from each other. Making my way up to them, I saw Wrex step back as he notcied the look in my eyes. Our eyes locked and held which had the girl turning around confused. When she saw me, slight recogniction flashed through her eyes. As I reached them, the contents of my glass went over Wrex's head and I backhanded the s.lut who was trying to make a move on my guy. Wrex started to talk to me about it but I just raised my middle finger to him before grabbing the h.oe by the hair and whipping her around, my eyes flashing dangerously.
Yanking her to me, the girl started to whimper and I smirked. "You'll pay for this, you dumb w.hore," I hissed at her, completely ignoring Wrex's yells behind me. The girl started to struggle out of my grip and was reaching for my hair when I was suddenly yanked away. I protested and struggled and kicked but somehow they still managed to get me outside. Whipping around, I saw Astrid and I glared at her.
Pulling myself away, I gave Wrex a look. He should have known better. "Get your f.ucking hands off me, you prissy little b.itch," I spat at her, hating her all the more.
Astrid stiffened and I smirked at her as her and Wrex argued about what to do with me. Honestly, I was about ready to walk away myself and let Wrex deal with that stupid b.itch, however, the paparrazi was swarming and I couldn't find myself an easy way out. That's when I heard Wrex yelling at Astrid, saying he didn't want anything to do with me.
Drawing myself up, I shot him a withering glance. "You have the f.ucking nerve to say that. You were practically making out with that f.ucking w.hore in there," I hissed at him and he had the decency to look a little guilty. I moved towards him ready to smack the smirk off his face when I was shoved aside by none other than the prissy little b.itch herself.
"Get the f.uck away from me, this isn't any of your f.ucking business," I shrieked at her, staring her down. She returned the glare and had the nerve to tell me what to do. Who the f.uck did she think she was, my mother? I scoffed at her before lunging forward.
"Don't you ever f.ucking talk to me like that," I screeched at her, ready to claw her eyes out. The only thing that stopped me was Wrex and I struggled againist him. He pulled me towards him and told Astrid he was going to take me home. Hah, as if. Astrid said something else and I shot her a glance. "You are so f.ucking lucky, b.itch," I managed to get out before Wrex pulled me away.
I jerked my arm out of his grasp and turned to face him. He just looked at me, like he had donenothing wrong like he hadn't been almost making out with some w.hore on the dance floor of the club. "I f.ucking hate you," I told him, spinning on my heel and strutting away from. I glanced once over my shoulder to make sure he wasn't following me. He wasn't, he was just standing there, quite dumbly. Well at least that's what I thought, until I ran into someone else. And it was just my luck that that person would be Dexter. I flashed him a charming smile. "Hi Dex, I think Wrex might need you," I said, tilting my head to the side. He just shook his head and grabbed my hand. He led me back to Wrex and told us both he had called a cab.
When the cab driver pulled up, Wrex climbed in first but I reached up and kissed Dex's cheek. "Thank you," I whispered to him before sliding in next to Wrex.
As we pulled up to my building, we both got out and Wrex paid the driver. He shot me a look and then followed me inside. Once in the elevators, he pushed me againist one of the walls and kissed me hard. This is what always happened. I wasn't going to complain. We were like that Katy Perry song. 'We fight we break up, we kiss we make up." As the elevator opened, I pulled Wrex into my room. We were obviously going to be there the rest of the night.
[okay first ever story on polyvore! it's done finally, i hope you guys think it's okay.]