I woke up with a burp.

My right arm still throbbed but the doctor said I heal pretty quickly, so I didn’t need to wear a sling 24/7, only when it starts to hurt.

I flung myself on my back and breathed in the clean air of my room deeply.

Saturday mornings.

It was a gift from God.

One that I never take for granted, if you know what I mean. Plus the gang was away. Sad but true.

Susan, Reed and Johnny were on a trip to meet Reed’s folks, I so didn’t want to tag along, Susan and Johnny were Reed’s family…technically I wasn’t. Ben and Alicia were off on a romantic weekend (gag me), Sara went off with her Aunt and Uncle for a family reunion and David was dragged kicking and screaming by his mom so they could go on a ‘mother-son’ bonding trip. Kevin (the latest addition-to Johnny’s disdain- to our gang) was still in town but his big brother was visiting so he couldn’t swing by.

So I was all alone, unsupervised, in a house, with my powers. You need to see the grin on my face right now. I peek up at the ceiling, Herbie was still active and I can’t fully enjoy my weekend till he wasn’t.

“Herbie Hibernate” I say the command.

“As you wish” Herbie said happily, “It’s been 16 days since I had a day off” he adds, and goes off line with a blink-click sound like when a TV goes off.

“Ah, peace and quiet” I snuggled closer into my bed. “I’m all alone!” I yell to the ceiling.

And it felt good.

Reed and Susan wanted to have a fit at the idea of leaving me back, but I dutifully reminded them of the fact that I kicked Dooms butt all on my own and saved them. That shut them up, I told them not to worry and that I could take care of myself. Ben, God bless him, backed me up. Johnny was silent most of the time and Tony shrugged it off. For those of you who’ve been absent, Tony is my second God-Father now, self appointed. Apparently seeing Doom choke me to near death was enough to scare even the great Tony Stark.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Tony but the guy has this childish stubbornness that makes you want to wring his neck. He was against the idea of me not wearing my arm sling and also for the fact that I didn’t want to start being tested anytime soon. It made Reed want to pull his hair out but I stood my ground, I wasn’t ready for another bombshell secret, I wanted what little semblance of normal I could get and say bye-bye to it later.

There were several levels of hardness in this life. Being a cheerleader was hard, being a guitarist was hard, being talented and goddamn beautiful (might I add) was hard, having powers was extra hard, having a maybe-blackhole inside you was really hard, but having interstellar cosmic powers of pure energy was crossing some kinda line!

I groan out and cover my face with my pillow.

One normal weekend.

That’s all I want.

Something normal on which I can build all the crazy on top of so I can stay remotely sane. Thank you very much.

And with that oh-so-happy thought in mind, note the sarcasm, I push myself out of bed and walk out my room.

I yawn deeply as I scratch my armpit, walking down the corridor. Normally I’d take a shower before I’d even step out of my room, but I’m alone, heck I’m even walking around in my jammies. It comprised of a sleeveless white top with yellow and red polka dots and match night shorts that barely covered my bum.

I was on a direct path to the kitchen, I even impressed myself my scratching both my belly and my hair at the same time. Sort of like that, pat your belly and rub you head thing…or was it the other way around?

“Pat and rub?...rub and pat?” I mumble to myself.

“I think it’s rub your belly and pat your head, and well, that’s one sexy way of doing it”

Freeze was a good hero name for me, cause boy did I ever freeze right about now.

“W-wha-” I sputter as I look for the source of that voice.

To my left, in the living room stood a life sized doll like person, with Johnny S. Storm’s face. I knew it couldn’t be the real thing cause I said goodbye to the real Johnny last night before I went to bed.

I stopped walking but my body didn’t stop moving, I was leaning forward, with my mouth wide open, staring at a shirtless Greek God with low hanging faded lose jeans standing next to TV with a cup of probably coffee. There were sculpted lining all around his torso, the one that catches my attention the most was the two lines of his pelvic that went down and disappeared into his jeans.

Where was a rubber band when you need one!!??

Mental snap! Mental snap! Mental snap!

I waste no time as I turn around and bolt down the path from once I came.

“Whoa!” Johnny chased after me.

My bare feet slap down against the carpeted floor as I barrel towards my room. My fingers close around my door knob and my palm pushes it open. Before I could slip into my room his two arms wrap around my tummy and lift me clear off the floor.

“No!” I cry out desperately. I grab for the handle and refuse to let it go.

“Oh no you don’t” he says playfully, and tickles under one of my armpit.

I explode out laughing, I try to fight it as long as I can but I couldn’t resist the torrents of laughs so I let go. Johnny pulls me back from the door, he walks to the end of the corridor. After me and Johnny’s room the corridor ended at a huge window overlooking Manhattan.

He turns me around in his arms to face him and presses my back against the corner. Oh no, I’m tapped, boxed in…I want to scream…but this isn’t so bad…is it? His eyes gleamed with mischief and I couldn’t help but wrap my legs around his waist.

I smile shyly at him, “Hey you” I say coyly.

“Hey babe” he says sexily.

Gasp! He called me babe!

C’mon Victoria, keep it cool. Don’t make a fool of yourself!

I giggle like a retard uncontrollably.

Nice going….

Johnny chuckles, “Sometimes, you are just too cute” he shakes his head at me.

“Cute!?” I say, “I ain’t cute! Bunnies are cute, chocolate cupcakes are cute, Pokémon is cute. I am hot, my dear sweet Jonathan.”

Johnny blinks at me, then throws his head back and laughs himself stupid.

I make a face at him. When his laughing subsides he brings his head down to mine and grins at me. “Don’t make that face, baby.” He brings his faces closer to mine, “You have no idea what it does to me” he whispers darkly.

Tingles!

“Don’t call me baby” I hiss back at him defiantly. “I’m no one’s ‘baby’.”

“Baby, your mine” he retorts cockily.

Why do I want to blush at that? Fight it! Resist him!

“Can you put me down now?” I ask, pointing to the floor.

“Nope,” he shakes his head playfully. “Not until I get my morning greeting” he say cockily, like he knew something he didn’t want to share. Then his eyes zoomed down to my mouth, “I hope you brushed your teeth.”

“Yes, Susan, I did” I mock him. At least I think I did...

He continues to look at me.

“Uhm…Good morning?” I say awkwardly, to be honest I wasn’t really the greeting type. I just woke up and expected food. I greet to be nice, not out of a sense of necessity.

Johnny gently shakes his head. “Not that kinda morning greeting,” he leans his head so close to mine are noses were rubbing. “This…” he breathes while our lips were right next to each other.

His soft lips pressed against mine. There was no urgency, no rush. It seemed like all our kissed were mostly aggressive. But this…it was sweet, touching, and passionate. I could’ve sworn Johnny didn’t do passionate.

He pulls back and smile downs at me. “Good morning to you too”

I flash my teeth at him.

“Time for breaky” Johnny heaves me from the corner and starts walking back to the kitchen…carrying me.

“What a gentleman” I mock, batting my eyes overzealously at him.

He kisses my nose.

Why is my heart somersaulting?

Ever since that day at the park one would believe me and Johnny started dating, right?

Wrong!

We….actually…kinda….never talked about it. Now don’t overreact! We just never had the time. We sneak the occasional flirty glances at each other, or snag some secret kisses when no one was watching.

But we honestly don’t know where we stood with each other. And quite frankly I don’t want us to. We didn’t need to ‘talk’ or ‘share our feeling’. No. That complicates matters, greatly.

I like how we are now, no hus, no bus, and no candy floss.

“Hmmmm…” I moan. Candy….

“What?” Johnny inquires.

“Caaaaaandy!” I groan out, throwing my head back as we reached the living room.

“Don’t make that sound again” Johnny says darkly.

I look up at him, “Or what?” I say, putting my fist on my hips.

“Or you won’t be a virgin no more” he simply says.

That shut me up.

Johnny laughs as he enters the kitchen and drops me down on the counter. He looks at me as he rests his hands on my waist. His blue eyes so clear and alluring I couldn’t help but wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. His grip on my waist changes and his hand rubs up my back, he pulls me closer to him and my butt slides across the tilted surface and collides with his pelvic.

I groan out load.

I feel Johnny’s muscles flex and he grabs me more fiercely.

“Told you not to do that” he growls in my ear.

He captures my mouth in a fiery kiss. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. All that I knew was that one kiss and that I wanted it never to end. Johnny’s skin started to heat up, I thought it was normal at first but then he was becoming too hot to touch. You could hear the sizzle of hair burning off his arms, I doubt he noticed, he was too into the kiss.

Air! You need air! My brain and body screamed.

I pull back and dramatically gulp in air. I was breathing out raggedly. I completely forgot that I was supposed to breathe. Johnny’s face also looked lightly red but he otherwise refused to stop looking at my lips.

“Break time’s over” he says, and continues to kiss me.

We go on for a really long time, breaking apart to catch our breath just so we could continue the assault. Then the unthinkable happened.

Ggggggrrrooooowwwwlll!!!

Johnny and I both look down at my stomach that suddenly decided to embarrass me.

“Let’s get some food inside you” he turns to walk to a cabinet but I pull him back.

“What?” he asks me.

“Put on a shirt,” I plead with him, my eyes wonder down to his chest again and I knew I could only hold my drool back for so long. “Please”

Johnny looks down at my bare legs, running his eyes over them slowly.

“I’ll wear pants” I bargain.

Johnny looks back up at me like I’d gone crazy, “Not on your life” he says. “I’ll wear a shirt only if you kept them legs open” he indicates with points.

I bite my lips, I hate showing my legs but Johnny needed to cover up or I’ll make a bigger fool of myself. Johnny reaches over and pulls my lips from my teeth, then runs his hands over them seductively.

“Deal” I sigh.

Johnny walks out of the kitchen to go get a shirt. I hop down from the counter and take in a deep breath, composing myself.

I was alone with Johnny…for the weekend….on my normal weekend.

Well Vick, being alone with a sexy guy on supervised can be considered normal. My heart reasoned.

On what planet? My brain snorts.

It’s so romantic! My lungs chimed.

Says you! With him here you won’t get enough air!– Brain

Food! I need food Goddamnit!­– Stomach

Finally, someone’s talking sense– Brain

Oooooh! You are such a stick in the mud Brain– Heart

Do not start with me, Cardiac­– Brain

I told you, my name is Laquishia!­– Heart

“Guys, cool it!” I growl out loud.

“You say something?” Johnny walks back in, pulling a red shirt over his head.

“Nothing” I call over my shoulder as I run over to a cabinet and pull out two cereal bowls. I move to lay them on the table when Johnny slips his arms around me again.

“Just can’t keep your hands off me can ya?” I tease.

“You know it” he carries me again. I cross my legs behind his back and he smiles down at me. “You do also know that we have two days to ourselves...with no distractions.”

“Yup” I pop the p.

“Then you do know you’re getting as little air as possible for the next 2 days” he raises a sexy eyebrow at me.

“My brain and I were just thinking the same thing”

“Good” and we kiss.

Me and Johnny.

48 hours.

Unsupervised.

Shit is about to get real.

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Author’s Note

OMG, a weekend with just Vick and Johnny (rhyme!)

C’mon guys, the last chapter barely got any recognition, and to be frank that was one of my best work. I understand completely if some of y’all have school and exams and stuff, trust me I do too, that’s why I took sooooo freaking loooooong to update.

Please forgive me.

Furthermore I realized that Wattpad has ‘restricted’ my story so not many people can see this wonderful story *tears*

It’s up to you dear readers to help me share my story so people can know about it. Cause unless you type fantastic four and put the settings on mature no one will see it! #SoNotFair

I was #1, now I’m none :(

Well…if people search with their phones I come up. And 80% of you guys only use your phones (I’m guessing). So that’s some sort of constellation.

Thanks again for the 10k reads, I love looking at it so freaking damn much. It makes me sleep with a smile. You guys are the best. :*

Stick around to see how Johnny and Vick’s weekend goes. Trust me, it’s not gonna be all mushy gooey like you think. It’s V&J for crying out loud. Also I need ships names…Vohnny? Jick? (as you can see I’m not very good XD)….Vihnny?(Hey! That’s a character from BBFM!)…..Jock?(ahahahahaha XD XD)

PLUS, this is the only time Vick can clear out all a shizz with Johnny, so anything you want her to address, COMMENT!

VOTE4ME IFu<3!

Peace!

Love!

~Ya Gal Vicky <3