Casual Affairs

Chapter Nine

KELLIN'S P.O.V.
When the bell rang, I couldn't help but groan. I turned to Jesse(who knew of how I was spending my afternoon and had a smirk on his face) and groaned again, this time more dramatically.

"Jesus, Kellin. Calm the fuck down, it won't be that bad." He chuckled.

"How do you know? He's probably going to rape me or something." I pouted.

Jesse just rolled his eyes before his smirk returned. "Your chariot awaits."

I followed his gaze to see Vic standing in the doorway with an expression to match my ginger friend's. Oh god.

"Come on, Kelly. We have Español to work on." Vic winked.

I just glared at him before saying bye to Jesse and following the Mexican out of the school. We got in his car and we drove the short drive to his house. No one was there, not even Mike, and that just made me more nervous.

We walked into the house and he led me up the stairs into his room. Vic sat on his bed and patted the space beside him. "Come sit. I know how much you've wanted to get in my bed."

I couldn't help but chuckle at the shitty line before joining him on the bed, but still sitting far enough that we weren't touching at all.

"Speaking of beds, do you know how to say 'the bed' in Spanish?"

"Uh, no. Am I supposed to?" I asked.

"Yes, Kellin. We learned it last year. La cama." Vic said the word slowly, as if I was some retarded five year old.

"I'm not retarded, Vic."

"Well you act like it sometimes." He giggled.

Before I even had a chance to respond, Vic leaned over and kissed me. Apparently not wanting to waste any time, he crawled onto my lap before pushing me down onto the bed. I turned my head away so that he couldn't kiss me anymore, but he just moved his lips to my neck.

"Vic, this is not Spanish." I warned him.

"What if we spoke in Spanish while we had sex?" Vic smirked into my neck.

"We are not going to have sex!" I protested before pushing him off of me.

"Why not?" He pouted, trying to look adorable so I would cave in.

I crossed my arms over my chest to show that I meant business. "Because, I'm only here for Spanish. I just want to pass the test, not fuck!"

"Are you sure?" That damn smirk was back.

"Yes. Now teach me." I demanded, picking up the binder and pushing it onto his lap.

"Fiiiine."

After a few hours of nonstop Spanish, Vic finally drove me home, and I was surprised to see that we actually lived closer to each other than I thought.

When we pulled up to my house, he smirked. "Did you have fun?"

I rolled my eyes. "No. Spanish is never fun."

"Aw, not even when I'm teaching it?" He pouted.

"Nope. Spanish is officially the worst language ever."

"But it sounds sexy when I'm saying it right?" He winked.

That actually was kind of true, but I would never admit that. "No."

Vic looked like he didn't believe me. "Uh huh, sure. See you tomorrow, Kelly."

I reached for the door when Vic suddenly pulled me back and kissed me. Even though I shouldn't have, I kissed back, and when I pulled away that stupid smirk was back.