Chapter 32
Vic and I were both in French class. I was actually really bored but I knew I had to try to at least pay attention. In reality I wasn't very good at French and dreaded the class. If it wasn't for Vic being in here, I would've switched classes already.
After a long lecture on some of the reflexive verbs, we were given a white board to write sentences. It wasn't that bad but I still looked over to Vic for help. He was much more better than I was. Another one of his perfections.
As we wrote another sentence, Vic poked my arm. I looked at him and he showed me his board. I furrowed my eyebrows at the phrase. Without a doubt I knew it was french but we had not learned that.
Je t'aime
I did not know what that meant except that he was talking about himself. Vic just smiled but I was clueless.
"What is it?" I quietly asked.
"I'll tell you later," he said before erasing it and writing the real sentence.
He shrugged off the topic but I really wanted to know now. Once you tell me something, you can't just go on and say you'll tell me later. This will just make me think about it for the rest of the day.
After a lot of boring assignments, the bell rang. Vic and I slowly walked out of the class before walking to my class. He always likes to walk me to class.
"So what does that phrase mean?" I asked.
"What phrase?"
I gave him an 'are you kidding me' look.
"The thing you wrote on the whiteboard."
"Oh, that phrase." He said as if remembering.
"Yeah, that one. What does it mean?" I asked.
"It's nothing really important."
"Oh, come on!" I whined, making him roll his eyes.
"Fine, it means 'I'm Swaggy'." He said casually, not showing any signs of a joke.
My mouth dropped. He must be kidding. Why the hell would he want to me to know that then?
"What? It does not mean that," I said in denial.
"I'm not lying. Ask the teacher if you want."
No, I won't ask the teacher. I basically hate his guts so why in the hell would I want to speak to him. I already have to listen to him speak for almost an hour and a half.
"Nah, I guess I'll believe you." I said although it seemed to odd.
Once we reached my class, Vic pecked my lips softly before smiling and saying that he'll see me later.
"Je t'aime!" He said with a wide grin before walking away to his class, leaving me to wonder what has him so happy.
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Of course all day that phrase was in my head. I didn't believe Vic's definition of it. It just didn't sound right.
After school when he drove me I asked him what it meant again. He answered me with the same response though. I still didn't believe him but didn't question him about either. If he doesn't want to tell me the real definition of it I'll find it my own way.
Late at night before I went to sleep, I got on the Internet and went to google translate. It took me a while to find the definition of it because I had forgotten how to spell it, but when I did I couldn't help but feel my heart burst.
Google Translate
French: Je t'aime
English: I love you
I must of typed the wrong thing, I thought. But then this couldn't be a coincidence, right?
I read over if a few times before getting on another translator. Just like on google translate, it gave me same definition.
This is isn't happening. It can't be happening.
Vic. . .loves me?
Why would he write it on a white board to tell me though? If he wanted to tell me, why didn't he just tell me face to face?
Vic loves me?
I never thought he would, or not at least yet. This brings me to question myself.
Do I love Vic?
I know I'm crazy for him and all of him. He brightens my day by doing the simplest things. His touch drives me insane and his smile melts me away into paradise. I love to watch him laugh or try to make me laugh. I think he is perfect and too good for me.
I feel that Vic is one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me. Part of me at first never wanted to start a new life in foreign place like this but I'm so glad everything did happen because it all lead to Vic. I really did find happiness here and I'm so grateful for it.
Wow, I am in love with Vic.
And he loves me too.
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Oh my god. I have not updated this story in weeks and I feel terrible. Things got too hectic and I kind of lost inspiration to write this story. I had major writers block too and school was too much. Good new is that I have a motivation to write this still and that's you guys. I see you guys voting and that makes me happy so I will finish this! School is out so I'll have plenty of more time to write.
Again, I'm so sorry for holding off for so long.
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