We Met Online (Kellic)

Chapter 9

A/N Okay sorry for not updating my phone broke and family drama and uggggghhh don't hate me - I'm gonna try and update as much as I can. Enjoy you gay ass fucks ;)

Kellin

I sat at my desk, staring at my blank paper. I had an essay due in the morning, and I had no fucking clue what to do. How to start. I was writing about the great depression. And to be honest? I was winding up depressed myself.

God, I thought, I can't do anything right!

Sighing, I slammed my textbook shut and leaned back in my desk chair. All I could think about was our gig. I was so nervous and excited, and I didn't want to mess up anything. I needed to practice, but I knew I needed to get my school work done. If not, my dad would kill me. Or probably choke me to death. Why did they even make school? They don't even teach us the things we need to learn like how to do taxes or manage a bank account or balance a checkbook.

I looked at my book, frustrated, and slowly opened it. If I didn't get my grade up, my dad would skin me alive. So I had to get this done.

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When I was finally done with my work, it was almost six. I couldn't bear the thought of going home, where my dad was waiting for me - but I did anyways. Stepping in the door was like stepping into hell. A calm, quiet hell.

But Satan wasn't home.

"Dad?"

Silence. I decided to look in the garage, and when I did, there was nothing there. Truthfully, I jumped and squealed, running around my house before pulling out my phone and dialing the number. His number.

Vic

I was laying on my bed, almost asleep, when my phone rang. Whoever you are, you better be real fucking special to wake me from my slumber.

And I saw the name on the screen.

"Kells! Hey," I said.

"Hey, Vic."

There was a pause, then a deep breath, then Kellin talking fast.

"Okay so I was wondering if you'd um like to uh you know come over because I am alone and I don't know but uh wanna hang out?"

I chuckled. "Yeah. Sure, I'll be over soon."

We hung up and I turned to look at myself in the mirror. My hair was frizzy as hell and I still had marks from the pillow on my cheek. Was that drool?!

I looked horrible.

I took a deep breath. "Okay, calm your tits there Victor Fuentes. Its just Kellin...right? We've hung out before so how is this any different?"

My hands were shaking, and my heart was thrumming in my chest.

Butterflies? Ha, more like killer bees. All I had to do was fix up my hair and rinse my face. Then I'd be okay.

Kellin

My heart was pounding as I laid on my bed. I invited him over to hang out. But the thing was, it'd be just me and the sexican.     (<--what even? I don't remember this xD)

There was no denying I had feelings for Vic. But, I didn't want to rush into anything. And besides, he probably didn't like me back. Or was you know, not gay. Not many people did, unless they were A: Drunk; B: Stoned; or C: Stupid.

I heard the doorbell and smiled. He was downstairs, waiting for me.

Jumping out of my bed, I ran out into the hallway and down the stairs, through the living room and opened the door.

There he was, in all his glory. Vic Fuentes, smiling at me with his chocolate brown eyes. He was wearing a black Suicide Silence T-shirt and black skinny jeans. Oh, and a snap back. Can't forget that.

"Hey," he said with a small smile. I motioned him up the stairs, running to my room. If my dad came home, he'd be furious to find him here. My room was the safest place for him to be.

"So, where are the guys?" He asked, looking around.

"Oh," I trailed off, sitting on my bed. "They aren't coming. Just me and you tonight."

He flopped down beside me. "Alright."
We sat in silence for a good while, basking in our thoughts.

I sat up and looked at him. "You wanna help me with a song I'm working on?"

He looks questioningly at me, but then nods. "Sure."

I pull out my yellow notebook and flip through the pages, finding the one I couldn't quite figure out.

"So, it's supposed to be a love song called 'Heroine,' but I can't figure out the rest of the chorus..."

"May I?" He grabbed the notebook out of my hands and read through it. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pen, scribbling on some of the words.

"Try that," he said, handing me my notebook. It was pure genius, and I loved it.

"I'm going to sing the chorus." I say, and scan over the lyrics one last time. Vic looks at me and smiles, then my heart starts pounding. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and start singing...

"Heroine, my sweetest sin,
I can't seem to get enough,
Pull me under,
Lift me up,
Feel the rush!
Paper thin 'till you sink in,
Could you be my heroine?"

I open my eyes and see Vic staring at me with wide eyes. His eyes are twinkling, and my breath catches when he puts his hand on my cheek. Then he does the unexpected - he kisses me.