I'll Pick You Up When You're Down // Kellic

Chapter 6 - Stop Throwing Rocks At My Window

*Kellin's POV*

Yes. I loved Vic.

All those times I wanted him near, that was because I loved him. All the incredibly long hugs, was because I loved him. But the sad thing was that I took this long to realize it.

Mike breaks my train of thought. "Ohh! Is little Vic in love?" He coos.

Vic blushes. "Ya."

"Since when?" Jaime asks excitedly.

"For a long time, but I didn't know for sure until I finished the song actually." He explains.

I sit there in silence and in shock. I was hurt to be honest. Why would he not tell me about this 'lover' of his? Even if he didn't know how I felt he should still tell me these things.

"Whose it about?" Jaime asks.

Vic smirks. "That's a secret."

"Well are you going to tell them?"

"Yep." He pops the 'P'

"When?" Tony asks excitedly.

"I was planning on tonight actually." Vic answers.

"Awe." He coos.

Quietly I stand up and walk back to the bus. I couldn't handle them talking about this anymore.

I get inside and plop myself down on the couch, putting on my headphones and cranking up the music. I close my eyes and let the lyrics envelope me.

Nobody even bothers to see why I left. I guess I'm hurt by that but glad at the same time because I wanted to be alone. But I also wanted to be cared for.

I throw all thoughts aside and close my eyes.

•••
I hear the door open and then close. "Hey Kellin." They greet me. I grudgingly open my eyes. It was Justin.

"What do you want?" I snap.

"Whoa there! No need to be so feisty. Can't I just talk with my baby Kell?" Justin teases.

I take out my headphones and sit up. "What's there to talk about?" I say just as my stomach rumbles.

"Well, first off you need to eat. What would you like me to make?" He offers.

"Since when did you become head chef?" I ask.

"Since my motherly instincts kicked in for you."

I force a fake laugh. "Fine. I'll just have cereal then."

Justin shakes his head and grabs a bowl and pours some lucky charms in. I watch as he grabs the milk and pours it in slowly.

He sets in on the table. "Dinner is served!"

I sigh and get up slowly of the couch, stretching on my way over.

I sit down and Justin sits across from me. "So why did you run off?" He asks.

"Why do you care?" I mumble.

"Dude. You've been my friend for years, I care about you. I want to help." He says softly. "Who's it about?"

I drop my spoon in surprise. "What do you mean?" I lie.

He chuckles. "Come on, I know you. It's definitely about someone."

I shake my head. "Nope."

"Your not fooling me. If I guess it them right will you tell me?" He offers. I think for a second.