Without You, There is No Me

Chapter 9: Morning After Pill

~Vic's POV~
     Why does Kellin always get up so damn early? I swear its only a few minutes past 10 and he's already downstairs dressed and ready for the day. "Good morning, sunshine," he said to me, kissing me on the cheek, "Last night was fun, huh?"
"Yes yes Kellin. Yes yes. Whats in the oven it smells amazing."
"Brownies." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me up my neck. Round 2? Then my phone buzzed. Twitter notification. Kellin looked offended and took my phone. "Viiicccc. What could be more important than me?" He pressed the notification and grew pale. "Kellin... You're scaring me..."
"L-look." It was a picture. Of me and Kellin. From last night.

     "Oh my God. Oh my God. OH MY GOD." Kellin. "Kellin, I don't understand what the big deal is."
"Are you serious? Look at this!" Oh I was. It was a picture of us. I was sitting up against my headboard (naked) and he was sitting on top of me, he legs wrapped around my waist. I was pulling him by his waist into a deep kiss. My sheets were covering any scandalous parts, but it was still rather revealing. You could practically feel the passion just looking at it. "I still don't understand why you're so upset."
"This is a disaster, and I swear to god if you quote Disastrology I will punch you in the face." He sat on my lap and wrapped his arms around my neck. "Honey, we've already told people, the fans were bound to find out eventually."
"But I didn't want them to find out this way. Its degrading."
"You don't want the fans knowing about all the hot passionate sex we have?" I say, teasingly. He looked at the picture and said, "This is a really good picture of you, Victor."
"I'm going for a coffee and food run." I say, removing him from my lap. "Well the brownies are still in there."
"Unless they have weed in them, I don't want them."
"Well it'll take some strong drugs to get over this." Oh Kellin. Always the drama queen.
     "Two poppyseed bagels and two lattes with extra cream."
Then, I heard a voice coming from behind me. " Vic, is that how you like your men extra creamy and covered with poppy seeds?" I decided to to play along with it because fuck the reporter. " Well that doesn't quite fit the description of Kellin so no. Kellin's is the only dick for meee." His eyes widened as he jotted everything I was saying into his little notebook. Then, he said, "Is one of those bagels and lattes for Kellin?"
"Yep. You get hungry after a bunch of gay sex. Oh, but you know all about getting fucked in the ass, I don't have to tell you." Then, I drove the hell out of there. 
     Kellin left a few hours ago, I was sitting on my couch watching Netflix when he texted me.
Kellin: Come on, Vic.
Me: What's wrong, Kelly-Bear
Kellin: You've been famous long enough to know what to and what not to say to reporters.
Me: OMG ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THIS MORNING? HILARIOUS!!
Kellin: No... Its not... Vic, it makes me look bad...

BITCH WHAT?

Me: What do you mean it "makes you look bad?"
Kellin: Oh god.. I didn't mean it that way...
Me: How else could you've meant it? I embarass you, I get it.
Kellin: I'm sorry, Vic. I was just upset. Please forgive me.

     Because I'm petty, I didn't respond. Its ridiculous- I was trying to be a good sport about being harassed, but no. He doesn't see that. Then, I get an Instagram notification. Kellin posted a selfie of him kissing my cheek in line at Wendy's, tagging me in the picture. He wrote in the description: I miss you! Please forgive me. I love you. Then, I commented you saw me less that 5 hours ago, how much can you truely miss me? Then, about 1,000 people started begging me to forgive Kellin on Twitter. So, I texted him.
Me: Wow turning my own fans against me. That's a new low even for you, Kellin.

He didn't respond. Probably because he's a little bitch.
     My sink is full of dishes. Fuck my life. So I get started. Once I start loading the dishes into the washer, my doorbell rang. I opened the door, it was Kellin.

Hey guys! Sorry about taking so long, I've been kinda busy. I think I'm almost at a writer's block, any suggestions? Message me please! I don't really have the motivation to keep writing this. Its been a lot of fun- I just don't know. Should I continue?
Kisses,
-A