Weird is Good. ~a Vic Fuentes & Kellin Quinn fanfiction~

Chapter 6 ~ Woah, Mr. Quinn...

~Kathryn's p.o.v~

Kellin nor I speak the entire car ride. There wasn't really anything to talk about anyways.

We got to the park, and he decided to start a conversation.

"So. Vic tells me you sing. Really well too." He says.

"Yeah. I do sing, but im not that good in my opinion." I reply.

"Oh, you can't be that bad." He giggles a bit. It's actually really cute.

"You wanna bet?" I laugh.

"I sure would." Kellin winks.

I smile and the first song that comes to my mind is you're so creepy by ghost town.

"For so long now I've been coming to your rescue, you've got me thinking I'll get you.

Now I'm serious when I say im over it, im over it.

All your fucking lies.

Yeah, just stick around, stay on my side of town.

Now I'm covered in blood and im feeding off your pretty little lies.

For once why can't you just come and chase me?

Dig up my grave and save my body?

Now I'm rotting to the bone but my hearts still beating, hoping you won't leave me." I stop. He just looks at me and smiles.

"Now that I sang, you have to too." I smirk.

"Oh, fine." He blushes.

It takes him a while to think of a song.

~kellin's p.o.v~

"I don't wanna be alone.

I don't wanna die alone.

I could fall apart here and now.

But I don't wanna die alone.

I wanna be with you, you, you.

I only wanna be with you, you, you.

Tell me what's the point in life, is it material?

Had everything I could ever want and probably more.

Wanna lay in bed at night, all I do is think of you.

So when all this is gone who do I have to come to?

This life goes not so, but I do not grow old.

But all I have are the stories now that I am told.

No one to share them with, and when it's all done what am I left with?

Tell me what's left!" I watch her reaction. Her mouth drops and I smiles.

"It's nothing really.." I say.

"THAT. WAS. FUCKING. AMAZING." She widens her eyes and I giggle. "Who was that about, anyways?"

"Oh. Someone special, but you'll find out later." I giggle and wink at her.

"Woah, Mr. Quinn. I think I have an idea." She laughs.

"Oh? Then who would that be?" I look at Kathryn.

"Was.., it about..." She pauses. "Me?"

I grab her hand and intertwine our fingers.

"It sure was." All I can do is smile.