One Shots

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This is all for comedy and supposed to be taken lightly so don't comment saying I am making fun of people with actual mental illnesses because this is not reflecting real life illness and it is purely a joke.

Didn't proofread.

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Kellins POV:

I don't have a problem. I don't know why I am being forced here but I certainly do not appreciate it.

"Get your ass in there before I drag you in!" Gabe shouted at me. I continued to sulk and stand outside.

"I swear to God your asking for it." Jack said through gritted teath.

"This is ridiculous! I don't need therapy!" I whinned cause the four band members to let out a groan. They set up an intervention for me last week, apparently I 'haven't been acting myself recently' and I'm 'not the sweet innocent Kellin I used to be'. Apparently it's all because I have a 'sponsoring addiction'. They think I am constantly sponsoring companies for free stuff and I have become addicted. What a joke.

"That's exactly what someone who needs therapy would say." Justin stated.

"You can't make me go in." I tried standing my ground, leaning against the buildings wall. The four gave each other a look that I couldn't identify before Jack came towards me and chucked me over his shoulder. "What the fuck are you doing?" I shouted, banging my fists on his back trying to get down.

"Your going in weather you like it or not. It's for the good of the band." Nick tried to reason with me but it wasn't working.

Jack carried me into the building down some corridoors and took me into a room. It was a good size and had a circle made of couches set up.

"Hey Jeremy," Jack started as he put me down on a couch, "he was being a little bitch." With that Jack walked out leaving me in the room.

I looked around the room taking notes of the people here. The first person I noticed was Vic, a very grumpy Vic to be exact. Nick suggested that I should come here for my 'problem', he said it was great and his two cousins from another band goes here. I don't know why they do, all I know is Vic was sat opposite me in a bright pink v-neck and black leggings with Mike, his brother, sat next to him looking at his hands as if they held the world's biggest secrets or something. On another couch was some emo guy, he had black hair and he looked kinda sad, I wonder if he is here for a mental illness or something serious. Sat next to the emo guy was a small ginger kid in a furry costume with furry ginger animal ears and a black collar, he was all curled up and looked like he was asleep. Fucking freak. The last couch was occupied by two men, one had green/blue hair and was sat looking annoyed while he tried to push away the other man who was constantly trying to kiss him and cuddle him.

"Alright, I think that's everyone." A guy, Jeremy, said as he came and took a seat next to me. I guess he was the therapist or something. "Okay, so how about we go around the group and say why we are here. Let's start with you Kellin."

I glared at the man next to me before looking out at the group. God this sucks.

"My name is Kellin and I am here because my band mates think I have an obsession with sponsoring which is bullshit." I complained.

"Good. Good. Next." Jeremy said as we moved onto the next person.

We moved around the room anti-clockwise meaning it was emo kids turn to speak."Hi," he started in a quiet voice. He seemed quite shy. "My name is Gerard and I am here because my lack of hairdye has lead me into a state of depression." He said looking down at his hands. We moved onto the next person. The strange animal kid.

"Meow." He said. "Meow meow meow." He nussled his head against Gerard's hand when he started to pet him.

"He said 'hi my name is Alan and I am the princess cat'." Gerard translated for us. Jeremy gave him a small sad smile as we moved on.

"I'm Vic and apparently I am denying my true nature so I am forced to come here." He practically spat out. He was not happy at all.

"Your true nature?" Jeremy questioned in his therapist-y voice.

"Apparently I'm gay." He said the word as if he were completely disgusted but let's face it, he is gay.

"And Mike?" Jeremy moved on.

"Woah. It's a rainbow!" Mike exclaimed as he continued to move his hand.

"If I'm gay then he is a drug addict." Vic cut in. "I'm not coming here by myself."

It was pretty clear that Mike was on drugs and his physical appearance made him look like an addict so Vic was defiantly gay.

"I love you Alex!" The cuddley guy shouted.

"Fuck off Jack! I don't want you!" The blue haired one, Alex, replied.

"Don't deny our love." Jack responded in a desperate voice going in for a kiss.

"Ha. Gaaaaayyy!" Vic shouted from his seat on the couch.

"Like you can talk!" Jack argued, standing from his seat.

"You want a fight butt munch?" Vic stood as well.

"Don't talk to my man like that!" It was Alex this time.

"Your man?" Jack questioned. "I knew it was meant to be!"

"Meow!" Alan meowed, clearly annoyed at the noise level.

"It's okay Alan.." Gerard tried to calm the kitty only to be bit by him. "Ow bad cat!" Gerard slapped Alan in the head causing Alan to run and jump on mikes lap.

"Pretty unicorn! I knew you were really!" Mike exclaimed playing with Alan.

"Shut the fuck up!" Vic exclaimed. Alex, Vic and Jack were currently in a heated discussion about who is more gay. "I'm bit gay at all! Alex- is clearly the most gay!"

"No I'm not! I don't even love him!" Alex defended himself.

"Ouch. That hurt Alex." Jack said years in his eyes.

"Wait, babe I didn't mean it." He cooed trying to stop the grown man from crying.

"Okay, everyone calm down." Jeremy said only for everyone to ignore him and continue being loud.

"BAD! STUPID! I HATE YOU! I HATE EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING! I NEED HAIR DYE! I WILL DIE WITHOUT IT! I NEED IT I NEED IT I NEED IT!! WHY DOES EVERYONE HATE ME?" Gerard cried out. He was know scrunched up in a ball on the couch crying his eyes out.

"Your all fucked up." I stated going to leave.

"Oh my God! I am so totally not! How very dare you." Vic exclaimed hitting me with his handbag.

The door opened catching everones attention. The room was silent as a mail man walked in. "Hi, sorry to interrupt. Delivery for Kellin Quinn?"

"That's me!" I signed for the package and ripped it apart like a child at Christmas. "Oh my God my free vape!!" I took it from its packaging and instantly pulled out my phone to Instagram it. The caption said Thanks @vaporshark these rule so hard! I might get another free one for sponsering them! Yay!

"You are obsessed, dude." Vic said from behind me.

"And your gay not shut the fuck up." I said as I took a million videos of me vaping and uploaded them to my Instagram.

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Idk I felt like updating.

Got my results back... Failed three subjects and passed one with an E, looks like I have to restart college.

Anyway, hope you enjoy this little random one shot my beautiful fairies and I will be leaving you go start writing a new ASS chapter.

Bye bye my spon fairies