Kellic One-Shots

Yeah Boy and Doll Face

(Inspired by the Yeah Boy and Doll Face music video!)

I lay in the arms of my boyfriend, laying my head on his soft chest as our favorite song played. Our song, our room, our moment. The whole world felt like ours. We lay there for what seemed like forever, our song on repeat, until Vic sighed contently, then spoke.

"I could stay here forever."

I nodded before realizing he couldn't tell what I was doing.

"Me, too." I agreed, as the song stopped for a moment then started over. Vic just kissed my forehead in response and I smiled.

We lay there once more in silence, and I felt my eyes get heavy as the song continued.

"Do you want to let me know that you're okay? A diamond gold ring, customized to cut your circulation." It sang. I fiddled with the band on my left hand until sleep overcame me.

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"Hey Kells!

Had to go to work and such but I'll be over later tonight for cuddles! :) Call you soon!

Love you,

-Vic"

I read over the note I had found next to me once more, smiling.

I looked over my shoulder, seeing the answering machine lighting up, which signaled a new message. I smiled, knowing it was from him since nobody else seemed to know what home phones are. Vic always said that cell phones were overrated, which made me laugh every time.

I pressed play and stood there, smiling as his voice filled my ears.

"Hey Kells! Just driving and such at the moment, I MISS YOUUUUU. I can't wait to see you soon, cutie! Hopeful-"

The words were cut off by the sound of screeching tires and metal against metal.

My heart rate increased as I waited for more to come of the message, but the line went dead. I was in shock; my body felt numb. The phone slipped from my shaking hands and fell to the carpet beneath me. Just as soon as it fell, it rung once more. I took a shaky breath, assuring myself that he was okay, and bent down to pick up the object that filled the soundless room with noise. I pressed 'answer,' but before I could even speak, a voice answered my questions.

"Kellin Quinn? This is Dr. Rogers from the Emergency Medical Center. You're listed as Victor Fuentes' emergency contact. He was just involved in a serious accident off the main road and we would like for you to come down here right away."

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I arrived at the ER in a daze, and ran inside as fast as I could without tripping over my own feet. The nurse at the front desk just gave me an annoyed glance as I said nothing, unable to form words, just giving her a frantic look. I was finally able to speak, still breathing heavily, with tear stains on my cheeks. I took a breath.

"Vic Fuentes?" I asked quickly. My voice was raspy and I had to say it again so that she could understand me. She looked like she was struggling not to roll her eyes as she took her damn time looking up his name in the computer records. I just stood there hopelessly, shifting my weight back and forth between feet and trying not to burst into tears.

After what seemed like 20 years, she spoke.

"Left wing, room 328." She pointed her finger to the left of her and all I could do was nod as I ran full speed in the direction she had steered me.

"325, 326, 327..." I mumbled to myself. "328!" I almost screamed. I forcefully pushed the door to the room open, barging in without thinking.

I stopped dead in my tracks.

There was Vic. My boyfriend, my love, my promise, my lifeline. Covered in bruises, cuts, bandages, casts, wires, tubes... Everything imaginable. I had to blink to make sure I had the right room.

"Oh.... my God. Oh my god." I was shaking uncontrollably, unable to say anything else. The tears were unstoppable now, falling down my cheeks like a waterfall. I ran over to him, pulling up a chair and placing it right by the side of the bed, where Vic's head lay. His eyes were closed and his hair was matted with blood, but I still stared at him. I sat quietly in the chair, grabbing onto his seemingly normal-looking hand lightly. I tried to carefully brush some of the hair from his eyes. I didn't know what else to do, so I spoke.

"Vic, please don't leave me. You know you're all I have, and I can't lose you, I can't. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to you. You don't deserve this. You're the best boyfriend, well, fiancé, in the entire world. You mean so much to me. I can't do this alone. Without you, who will I play our song with? Who will try to reason with me when I'm mad instead of fighting back? Who will criticize cell phones? Who will hold me when I cry? I..." The tears were now falling onto his hand but I couldn't stop them. "I... Here, maybe I can..."

I didn't finish my sentence, but I cleared my throat, shifted in my chair, and did the one thing I could think of. I sang.

"We're you honest when you said you could never leave your bed? Wake me up and let me know you're alive..." I trailed off, stroking his cheek.

"Will you fall in love again? Is the scent slowly spreading? I've been answering machines all night.." The tears seemed never ending and my voice became shaky and quiet. I continued. My voice was accompanied by the beeps of the machine placed next to me.

"Now the doctor's dancing in, while the ambulances sang, another boy without a sharper knife.." I lay my head down on the edge of the bed next to him and kept going. When I got to the bridge, I choked up, barely able to keep it up. But I had to, this was our song, I had to finish it.

"So keep talking cuz I'd love to hear your voice, your voice again." I could never live without hearing his sweet voice talk, sing, whisper, or even just breathe. He meant everything to me.

I folded my arms and put my head on top of them, sobbing quietly. I would do anything for him to wake up, and wake up okay. Anything.

I sat up, sniffing and wiping my eyes. I stared at Vic once more, at his eyes that would not open.

But then, something happened.

I watched his eyes flutter, bringing my heart another with it. I jumped a little, going silent.

"....Vic?" I whispered hesitantly. I closed my eyes, hoping I wasn't going crazy and what I saw was real. And then I knew.

"Kellin?" A voice whispered back, and I looked to see Vic, my boyfriend, my love, my promise, my lifeline, looking at me and smiling, even through the pain and the cuts and the bruises and the blood that covered him. And I knew it was going to be okay.