Kissing In Cars / Kellic

Chapter 8

I'm actually quite exited to write this part :) thank you for like 600 reads thats mad! 

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Mikes pov- 

So the plan for today was get to the lake house, show kellin around (we would probably leave vic to that) play some music and then later on we were having a little party. Ever since Kellin and Vic met they had both been actin so awkward with each other, it was so obvious they liked each other, all the boys could tell as soon as Kellin got in the car. It cute actually, I hope one of them has the guts to spill it because I really can’t take the sexual tension between them much longer...

Kellin’s pov -

THIS LAKE HOUSE WAS AMAZING. It was so big; while the other boys unpacked I quickly told them I was going to explore the woods around the house. I sauntered through the natural avenue of trees, it was shady but beams of sunlight still managed to break though the canopy of leaves above me. As I came to the end of the trees I saw it open up into a lake. The air here was warmer and the sounds of insects are almost too loud. With no shade, the sunlight shone down on my body, warming me up slightly. I was in a complete daze, breathing heavily as I took in the view. Who knew England could be so pretty.

I was snapped out of my daydream by a small cough from behind me. It was Vic, I could tell. I turned around and noticed just before I spoke out how different Vic looked out of that boring school uniform. He was wearing black skinnes rolled up at the ankle a jumper with the words 'Drop Dead' written across it and a pair of red vans. He had good style, very similar to mine actually.

"This is so beautiful, don’t you think?"

Next thing I felt Vic’s hand grabbing mine and him coming to stand with me. Wait, why is he holding my hand, and why am I letting him, I’m not supposed to get attached. For god’s sake Kellin. Vic looked up at me wearily, I gave his hand a little squeeze to show I didn’t mind because, despite my worries, I really didn't. 

Vic turned to me, still holding my hand and smiled slightly. I loved his smile and his one little crooked tooth. 

"Do you like it here then?" He spoke so quietly it was almost a whisper.

I looked him dead in the eyes, usually I found eyes distracting, they either show too much or too little but his were filled with nothing but kindness. They were like a maze you just couldn't help but get lost in. 

"I love it here" I spoke gently. The corners of his mouth twitched into a slight smile and I found that again both of us were leaning closer. The moment was ruined by a very hyper mike burst through the bushed shouting 

"SORRY TO RUIN YOUR MOMENT BUT ALL THE EQUIPTMENT IS SET UP! YOU READY VICC!" and with that he rushed of back to the house.

Equipment? What was he talking about? Vic must have sensed my confusion 

"you’re in for a show" He grinned cheekily dragging me along as we made our way back to the house, which I had yet to explore. What does he mean show? 

After being dragged through the house, which was huge, around four bedrooms in total, which means one of us would be sharing, Vic pulled me down into a basement where Mike sat at a drum set, Tony on guitar and Jaime on base. 

"Are you guys in A BAND! Wow you never told me"

"Didn’t have a chance to until now" Tony chirped before returning to tuning his guitar.