Night Sky {Kellic}

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

It was Saturday morning and I felt conflicted. The events of yesterday replayed in my head over and over again that it was driving me insane. I was just so confused over my mind.

I just don't understand why he had acted like that after I told him one of my biggest secrets. Maybe it was pity, but I wouldn't freaking kiss another guy if I felt sorry for him. There is a possibility that he has feelings for me, but even that doesn't add up. I mean, if he felt this way all along, then why did he keep acting all weird?

Now for me, I didn't know what to think about him. Could I have feelings for him, was the question I kept asking myself.

Mom had questioned me on why I had gotten home late, and I told her everything expect the part on where I told Vic about our past and the kiss. It was a touchy subject for her so bringing it up wouldn't be any good and for the kiss, well that's just plain awkward.

So I sat here, alone with my thoughts not giving a crap if I were to waste a good day like today. My mind was not stable and I just crave to know what the odd Vic could be thinking about.

Vic's POV

"Are you sure you don't want to come with Jaime and I?" Mike asked for like the hundredth time.

"Yes, I'm pretty fucking sure," I said rather annoyed. Can't he get it through his damn head that I wasn't in the mood?

"Okay, but dude, you've been acting so fucking weird all day and last night. What happened yesterday that's been making you act like this?"

"Nothing happened!" I shouted but regretted it immediately. He would get suspicious now.

"It has to do with Kells, huh?" He asked.

I looked at him, my face giving the answer away. He frowned in confusion and almost took a step towards me but stopped himself halfway. I sighed like a coward and lowered my head.

"You know, you can talk to me about anything, right?" Mike said and all I could do was nod. His words reminded me once again of Kellin. He had said something similar when he was in my room. Mike soon left me all alone, just like Kellin had done that night.

Kellin, fucking Kellin. What was happening, and why was it happening? I don't understand what came over me last night. It was like I was a complete different person. That Vic wanted something this Vic doesn't. I don't want Kellin. Or at least I don't think I do.

And then fuck, we are back to square one. I try to sort out the possibilities as to why I had kissed him. I mean, he was the one to initiate the kiss, but I followed. I let his lips take over me at an instant. But why? It couldn't be that I felt something more for him. . .

I would like to think that it was out of pity, but deep down I know it wasn't that. Could I feel something for the boy next door? The other question was, did he feel something for me? Like I said, he was the one to initiate. But if he did like me, why? I've been nothing but rude and distant to him. How could he ever like that?

Now, the most cringing question I had asked my self was, did I like it? Did I like the way his soft lips felt pressed against mine? The way they moved in sync with mine, taking my absolute breathe away? Did I like the feeling of Kellin pressed against my body, and his arms tightly wrapped around me?

Yes, I fucking did.

I loved every damn second of it, and I wanted more. I wanted to feel that once dormant electricity within my body as my hungry lips attacked his. You could say it was sexual desire, but I think it's more than just that. I felt comfort in his arms, peace too.