In Reality || Kellic [boyxboy]✔

Chapter Seventeen

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here, have some fluff // its boring af to write tbh so dont get used to it lmao

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The next couple of days were great and I was happier than ever. Despite all of my doubts about Oli and all of that stuff, I was really, really happy. Me and Vic hadn't talked about coming out to the school. On my side, I hadn't told anyone. Although I had some pretty decent friends like Justin, they all weren't very good at keeping their mouths shut, so I figured, I'd just keep it a secret entirely.

But then, of course, speaking of the devil... "Are we just gonna keep awkwardly smiling at each other in the hallways?", Vic asked me one day. "I... I don't know", I sighed, "I don't think I'm ready for the whole school to know." He nodded, "Okay", he said, "Let me know if you change your mind, cause I couldn't care less about people." I smiled, "Thanks. It means a lot that you respect those kinds of things." I leant forward and kissed him quickly.

I was really relieved, because of Oli always pressuring me. "Of course." We were in the treehouse again. It had kind of become our place. We would always come up here, listen to music, eat, drink, talk, laugh, make out... It was absolutely perfect.

That perfection worried me too, though. My life didn't like it when I was happy. My life didn't like when things were good for too long. Which meant, that something bad would probably - or more like inevitably - happen in the near future.

However, that was not the case at all. Me and Vic spent a hell lot of time together and it was always nothing but fun. We never fought even once. I had no idea how I could have ever thought being with Oli was a good idea. The whole thing with Vic felt so entirely different - but a good different. It was a hundred times better in every way.

"Hey, you know what?", Vic suddenly said, while I looked at him expectantly, "I'm taking you on a date tomorrow night. Be ready at eight." I was overwhelmed by his confidence and nonchalance, though I couldn't help the goofy grin spreading across my face. I nodded and pulled him into a tight hug, which he returned without hesitating.

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It was the next day, seven thirty. I was nervous as hell, although I wasn't sure why. I was never nervous about spending time with Vic, however, I was shaking in anticipation.

Despite my begging, Vic wouldn't tell me where we were going or what we were going to do. All he said, was that I should dress casually. Casually. Easier said than done, trust me. It was hard to pick out something casual, that was also nice enough to go on a date with.

After changing thrice, I finally settled on a black and blue flannel, which I kept open and a white shirt with my usual black jeans. I tried to get my hair under control for a few minutes, until deciding that I'd just hide the mess under a burgundy-colored beanie.

As if on cue, the doorbell rang, making that stupid grin appear on my face yet again. It was exactly eight o'clock. "Mom, I'm going out!", I yelled as I rushed down the stairs. As usual, I didn't get a reply, but I wouldn't let that ruin my great mood. I opened the door in a swift movement, revealing an extremely good-looking Vic. He was wearing dark blue, skinny jeans and a black button-up shirt.

"Hi", I breathed. "Hey." I quickly slipped on my shoes and grabbed my keys, before stepping out and closing he door behind me. "Is it okay if we walk?", he asked. "Of course", I smiled. We walked towards the downtown area for a few minutes, Vic holding my hand the entire time.

We stopped in front of a little shop and Vic turned around to face me. "I'm kind of broke right now, so I can't take you anywhere fancy. I'm sorry and I promise, next ti-" I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. "Hey", I said, "It's fine. Don't stress about stuff like that. No matter what, it's going to be perfect, because I'll be spending time with you - which is always great."