Night Sky {Kellic}

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Days and then weeks went by. Just as time passed, I could see Vic accepting more. The topic of Ana would come up less frequently as Vic tried to follow her wishes. I didn't mind him talking about her, but I know it's not good for him either so I'm proud of him. I know it's been hard for him ever since the video but I've made sure to be right there next to him at all times.

Mine and Vic's relationship was fully open now and stronger than ever. At school, all of our friends new so we didn't hesitate to hold hands or kiss. Although, we weren't those bastards to just show it off.

It was Saturday night and Vic and I were going on a date. Not completely alone though. My mom and her official boyfriend, Steve, had invited us. We didn't want to interfere with their date so we had declined but they said that we would have our own table. It was a pretty fancy restaurant and Steve said the meal would be on him so later we agreed.

"Did I tell you that you looked cute?" Vic asked, as we walked hand in hand into the restaurant.

"Just like a bizzilion times," I said before kissing his cheek. He was too quick and turned his face just in time to peck my lips.

Fancy restaurants were never my thing but this seemed nice. There was a large fountain in the entrance of the restaurant and thousands of flowers decorated the place. There was also a small dance floor. A few old couples danced to the slow music which was kind of cute I guess. This place overall had its romantic atmosphere.

We were seated a few tables away from my mom and Steve. My mom seemed genuinely happy which made me happy.

"Well, aren't we all fancy and whatnot?" Vic said as we placed the large napkins on our laps. He messed around with it for a bit until he started to get weird looks from others. There were a whole bunch of older people here but I didn't care.

The table was decorated nicely with all that fancy silverware and flowers. We had wine glasses although I'm sure we wouldn't get served wine. Without even thinking, I grabbed the glass before hitting it lightly with my fork as if I were to make a toast. I don't know what we were doing but we were laughing. Of course we stopped messing with the things on the table when our waiter came.

We ordered our drinks before looking at the menu. The dishes were very intricate that it made it impossible to choose from. The struggle with fancy restaurants. In the end, I ended up ordering some simple pasta. I was too afraid of ordering a very foreign sounding dish. Better to be safe than sorry.

"This is pathetic," Vic said with a chuckle as he looked at the forks, "like oh yeah, I need a salad fork, a fish fork, a desert fork, and a dinner fork."

"I know right! Like I'm good with like one or two forks," I said.

We joked around and ate bread as we waited for our food. I was starving considering it was getting pretty late now. But when aren't I hungry?

Once the holy food arrived, we were quick to dig in. We kept small talk during our meal, casually talking about nothing important.

I'd stare at Vic and the way his lips moved and how his eyes would shine. I could see small crinkles forming whenever he said something funny like a bad joke. I'd join him in laughter, perhaps laughing too loud at times. Yeah, it was rude since people surrounded us but I didn't have a care in the world. As long as I'm with Vic, nothing could matter.

He is such a beautiful person that held so much in the inside. Never would I have thought that he was struggling with so much that it could come to a point of self loathing. An error us humans commit all the time is assumption. We always assume things when we could be completely wrong. I thought Vic was this perfect guy with the movie style life. I mean, in my eyes he is perfect, but the story behind him is what matters.

Vic means so much more to me than any other guy could've. It amazes me to think that if it wasn't for my screwed father, I would've never met Vic. If I was still in my happy family, I'd still be in Michigan doing who knows what. I guess things really do happen for a reason. . .or do they?

Either way, I'm grateful for everything that led to this moment. There is no other place I rather be. As long as it's with him, I'm at peace.

"Do you care for a dance?" Vic's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Dance?" I asked confused. Vic turned around and nodded towards the dance floor. A beautiful piano melody played so I agreed.

Vic took my hand in his before lacing our fingers together. I could feel people's stares as we made our way to the floor. He stood proud and tall and so did I. Once we reached the dance floor, Vic turned me around before putting his other hand on my waist. I shyly smiled at him when he started to move towards the soft rhythm. I wasn't the best dancer in all honesty.

"It's okay, just follow my lead." He whispered by my ear and then kissed my neck. "Let lose."

I tried my best to shake off the nerves because I knew people were looking but then Vic did something that made everything disperse into nothing. His lips lightly touched mine before he kissed me slowly. I closed my eyes and kissed him back for a moment before pulling back. I smiled at him and then laid my head on his shoulder as we moved to the music.

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"Alright, you guys. We'll see you later at home," my mom said when we left the restaurant. Vic and I had came in his car so we didn't have to drive back with my mom and Steve. It wasn't that late right now so we decided to do something else before going back to my place.

With one hand on the steering wheel and the other latched to mine, Vic drove us to our favorite spot. The beach had become an escape from the world for both of us and we liked to come during the night time. It was relaxing and calming to just sit there and listen to the sounds the ocean made.

We spread a large towel on the sand before laying on it side by side. My head rested on him as we stared out to the night sky. These are the moments I lived for.

"You know, everything still feels surreal." He said.

"What feels surreal?" I asked.

"Having you. Just having someone that understands me," he said.

"Are you having a Nicholas Sparks moment?" I asked, a small grin spreading over my lips.

"Yes, now shush."

I rolled my eyes before letting him continue.

"I just always wondered if I'd ever find someone like you. Before you came along, I never seemed to meet anyone that was willing to be here for me. Yeah, I have a ton of friends but there are certain things I can't bring myself to talk to them about. When you came along, everything changed. You know so much more about me than some of my other friends. You understand me better than anyone and you don't judge me. You're patient and you truly care. This is probably sappy of me but it's the truth. I don't know how I'd be doing if you weren't here right now."

"I don't want you to be sad anymore. You mean a lot to me and I'd do anything to see you smile," I said truthfully before pecking his cheek. "Besides, you've helped me too so I owe you a lot."

"You don't owe me anything, but what matters here is that we've both helped each other. As long as we're together, I know everything will be alright."

Could he be any sweeter?

"Although, maybe you can give me something," he said.

"And what is that?" I asked.

"Your kiss."

Without thinking, I did just that and kissed his lips.

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This is kind of a sappy ending for a chapter but oh well I'm not gonna rewrite it

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