Tutor Me Mr. Trouble (Kellic)boyxboy

chapter 9

Am I the only one not digging this new Wattpad update??? Ah well. I'm going to try and make this chapter longer than the other ones. I love you guys so much like I cannot believe that this story has almost 1k reads. I know it's not much, but regardless, it still makes me happy. This chapter is dedicated to Shanti_Believee because, they have been here for this story since the beginning. Anyways, author's notes are kinda annoying, so here we goooo...

Vic's P.O.V.

"Uh, Vic, there's something that I've been wanting to talk to you about for a little bit." Kellin said to me after we got done eating.

"Sure." I responded.

For a couple of seconds, he didn't do anything. He sat there with a weird look on his face and finally cleared his throat. "Vic....I want you to know that...well, I..." he paused, trying to figure out what he was going to say.

"Spit it out" I urged.

"I....I think that..." He began again. "Well, firstly, I'm really sorry that I held your hand on the bus. Secondly, I don't think that anything like that should happen again between us."

That wasn't what I thought he was going to say. "I thought it was nice...." I answered.

"No, no...it's not that it wasn't nice. The kiss, holding hands, everything....it was all nice. It just can't happen again." he said. I still did not understand. Was there something wrong with me? God. I thought for one second that maybe, just maybe I could be loved. That someone would care for me without being a total douchebag.

"I don't understand" I said coldly.

"Vic...don't you understand that I'm your teacher? If anything happened, I would be held responsible. What the consequences would be if we got caught?" He whisper yelled. By now, I had forgotten that we were in a motel, and there were students in the rooms all around ours.

"I UNDERSTAND THAT...MR. QUINN. DO YOU??? YOU'RE THE FUCKING ONE THAT HAS BEEN PLAYING WITH MY EMOTIONS THIS WHOLE TIME. YOU'RE THE ONE THAT KISSED ME. YOU'RE THE ONE THAT HELD MY HAND. AND YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO TELL ME THAT THIS CAN'T GO ON ANY FURTHER? WHAT EXACTLY IS "THIS" ANYWAYS?" I yelled all at once. I was really angry by now. I didn't exactly know why, but for some reason, I felt like the world was ending.

"Please calm down. Please, Vic" He pleaded. "I'm so sorry that I've been leading you on this whole time. I'm sorry that I kissed you. I'm sorry that I held your hand. I'm so sorry. But, you must understand how hard it is for me to resist the urge to do any of these things; how hard it is for me to hear you call me Mr. Quinn, or see you sitting in a desk at school, or see how you doodle on your papers in class while I'm teaching, when all I want to do is make everyone leave so I can have you all to myself. I know that I shouldn't think like this. It's illegal for, God's sake! But It's so hard, Vic. You haunt my dreams at night and I hardly ever get any sleep. And...and..."

I looked at him like he was crazy. "Why didn't you just tell me all of this?" I asked. "Don't you know how safe I feel with you? Or how you always give me second chances when I forget my homework, or fail a test. Or how you save the day every time I'm in trouble? You think you've got it bad? You are the first person that I think actually cared(cares) about me. And it absolutely scares me. I'm only a student, but yet, I think about you all the time. Every hour. Every second. Every minute. It never ever ever EVER ends." I said.

"I'm sorry, Vic, but nothing can become of us. It's just impossible." I heard him say.

"No it's not..." I looked up at him.

"But it is." he answered. I got up and walked towards him. I grabbed onto his waist and hugged him.

"Aren't you the one who told us that nothing is impossible?" I asked.

I got him there. He sighed and hugged back momentarily. "Please just give this a shot." I pleaded. "It doesn't even have to be actual dating right now...we can just see if things might work between us." I said.

He sighed again. After we had both pulled away, and we were sitting on the bed across from each other, he grabbed my hands in his, and said "Yes...of course. Let's give this a chance" and he leaned in a kissed my cheek.

My heart was exploding with every touch. Even though there was a five year age difference, I felt like this could work. And if not, I would let him go on with his life even if it was completely painful for me.

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Kellin's P.O.V.

I said yes. I couldn't even believe that I let myself say yes. I know it's not like he'd asked me to marry him or anything, but it was still big. I had opened myself up to him and told him what was on my mind, and this happened.

I was still scared as fuck of anything that could happen. I was scared that we would get caught, or we would break up and there's always the risk that it leaves him hurt and unstable, or the worst case scenario, the police find out, I lose my job, and spend years in jail. I'm trying not to think about it too much, because he would be turning 18 in only a few months.

Okay, calm down, Kells. It will all be okay. Breath. In. Out. In. Out.

I must have looked funny, because Vic was looking at me like I was crazy again. I guess I would be getting that look a lot from now on.

Around 12-ish I had to leave the room (Vic was sleeping) to see that all of the students were in their rooms. I had the first 10 rooms, and I wouldn't have minded if...they weren't all gone. Luckily, I wasn't the only teacher with a problem finding my students. Perry, and Carlile both couldn't find their kids either. We looked all over the place, and by now it was an hour past curfew. We finally decided to go ask the front lobby where they had aparently gotten some complaints of "too much noise" around the pool. So we went to check there.

All of the students (I guess besides Vic?) were jumping into the pool, listening to the music (quite loudly), or running around the lobby half naked. The hot tub and the pool were both full of moving bodies, and I didn't know how to handle the situation. I tried yelling to everyone along with Perry and Carlile, but nothing got their attention.

Eventually, Tony blew the whistle that we had gotten from the lobby a few minutes ago. "ALRIGHT. EVERYONE WHO DOES NOT WANT TO GO HOME TOMORROW MORNING WILL GET OUT OF THE POOL AND GO BACK UP TO THEIR ROOMS. CURFEW WAS 12 AND IT IS NOW 1:30 IN THE MORNING." a bunch of people got out of the pool. A few stayed in for a few more seconds, playfully splashing each other.

When we got everyone out, we apologized to the lobby, who by now was threatening to kick us out for the disturbance... I mean the pool closed at like 10:30. How they even got in there is my question. I got to go back up to my room soon after.

When I opened the door, I was relieved to see a peacefully sleeping Vic. Snoring (pretty loud) but it was cute so I didn't disturb him. I took one last look over to his bed, and closed my eyes, letting sleep immediately come to me.