The Story Of Us ▸▸ Kellic

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I woke in the morning with my chest pressed firmly against Vic's. I reveled in everything that took place last night. Slowly, I leaned into Vic and kissed his shoulder. I watched with a smile as Vic groaned and stirred around before his eyes squinted open.

"Hi." I whispered once he seemed to be almost fully awake. A smile spread on his lips as he looked over to me.

"Hey you." He said a little teasingly. I decided to stay silent. I watched as Vic sat up and stretched his arms before turning towards me again. He smiled again before leaning down and pecking my lips lightly. A new and exciting feeling captivated my body from his touch. I was looking at him differently now, but I couldn't help it. It's one thing to be with someone, and it's another to be with them physically. I was so engrossed in the thoughts of it all, and I think it was pretty obvious Vic was as well. Yet, neither of us brought it up.

Silently, I slipped out from under the sheets and went to the door, unlocking it and peering into the hall. I could hear the TV, so I knew Tony was home. How was I going to explain this one?

"Stay here." I told Vic before grabbing some sweats and a shirt, throwing them on hastily. All Vic did was nod before I slipped out the door and went into the living room where Tony was sitting. Mike was next to him. Great.

"Oh, hey Kellin." Tony said with a smile before turning his attention back to the screen.

"Hi." Was all I responded with, trying to come up with a way to get Vic out of here without them getting onto me.

"Hey, have you talked to Vic recently? He didn't come home last night and I'm kind of worried..." Mike explained. The color of my face most likely flushed as I felt my body heat up. Without warning, I felt two arms wrap around my waist from behind. Vic's hot breath hit my neck as he kissed my skin softly before looking over to Mike.

"Sorry Mikey, I didn't mean to worry you." Vic said sweetly. Mike raised his eyebrows, giving both of us an incredulous look, but he didn't say anything. I sighed, pushing Vic away lightly and smiling at him before walking into the living room and taking a seat. Vic joined me moments later, wrapping an arm around me securely.

"Whats with you two and all the cuddling?" Tony teased, a smirk forming on his lips. I blushed at his comment, but Vic didn't seem to falter.

"No reason." Vic said before sighing and turning his gaze to the TV. Tony's gaze lingered on mine for a few moments as if he was questioning me. I shrugged, unsure of what he wanted out of me. It must've been enough for him, because the next moment Tony had looked away from me again.

Everyone was pretty much silent for a good half hour before Tony started speaking again. Fortunately, it was a new topic, but not one I really wanted to talk about either.

"So next year I'm thinking we could sign up at the same time and hopefully convince the advisors to put us together again, sound good to you?" Tony questioned. I held my breath.

"You didn't tell him?" Vic asked in a whisper. I shook my head. "Well you have to tell him." He urged me, and to that I nodded.

"U-Uh, listen, Tony..." I began slowly. "I'm not coming back next year..."

"What? Why?"

"My mom can't afford it, I'm moving back to Oregon after this semester."

"That's only like a month away dude." Tony responded a little angrily. "When were you going to tell me?"

"...I was, I just didn't know how to say it."

"Wait, wait, then what about you two?" Mike threw in. I looked at Vic for a second.

"I don't know." Was all I could say. I hated even thinking about it. I knew it was going to happen, but all I really wanted to do was ignore it all until it happens. Instead of spending my remaining time here dwelling on the future, I wanted to spend it in the moment with everyone here with me.

The Story Of Us flicked through my mind, and part of me truly wanted to read ahead a see what happens, but I also knew that was wrong. Whatever happens should happen, and I don't need to know what's happening until it's done. Nobody talked about it after that and we all went back to watching TV, though I'm pretty sure we were all thinking about it. Vic sighed, letting go of me and standing up.

"We should probably go." He told Mike, who nodded in agreement. I watched as Mike smiled at Tony and I before hurrying towards the door. Vic looked at me for a second as I started towards him. His gaze always seemed to be the same; Filled with so much thoughtfulness but just enough affection too. Silently, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close, letting his nose brush against mine.

"I don't want you to leave." He whispered. I shook my head, trying not to get all sappy.

"I don't want to either, but I have to." I replied before kissing his lips slowly, trailing my hands down his chest and clutching his shirt. Vic kissed back eagerly. It was an innocent kiss, yet it seemed to hold much more.

"I love you so much." Vic said before pecking my lips again.

"I know." I said, tears welling up in my eyes.

"We're going to get through this, together. I'm not giving up on us." Vic said in a determined tone. A small smile spread on my lips. At least that was one of us. Seeing how much he wanted this to work comforted and broke my heart at the same time. I loved knowing that he was trying to fix this, but I knew that he couldn't fix it also. I kept silent though, letting him do whatever he felt he needed to do.

"Okay." Was all I said, blowing off the comment by kissing him again just so he wouldn't question me about anything. Vic quirked his eyebrows at me when I pulled away, but kept quiet.

"I should go... Mike's waiting." Vic concluded, pointing to the door. I nodded and smiled.

"Alright, I'll talk to you soon."

"Are you okay Kellin?" Vic question, an uneasy expression written in his eyes. I didn't want to lie to him, but I didn't want him to worry either. I felt like I couldn't breathe in the moment, deciding on what I could even say to him. I wasn't okay. I was moving home in a month, I was losing Vic, I was losing the life that I had built up out here. There was only one thing I could say that fit what he needed to hear.

"...I think so."
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