Frozen inside (Kellic)

chapter 12

Vics Pov~

"Wait, the Kellin Quinn took you on a date to the fair and you didn't fucking tell me?!" my friend Shannon screamed to me, her long black hair slamming me in the face.

I spit it out of my face and laugh, "Yes, and it wasn't a date."

She rolled her eyes, "Oh sure to fucking God it wasn't a date, Vic-"

"You know WHAT Shannon? Go find your boyfriend Diego-"

She  laughed, "you're so CUTE WHEN YOUR MAD-!"

I pushed her away, "Shannon! Stop-"

She then sat down beside me, managing to bounce her bed a bit, "look, I don't like him.

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Kellins pov~

in class~

I liked him so much and I couldn't get him of  of my mind. Ever since the fair, my intentions with Vic had been different. I wanted to know more about him and I liked him a lot. It was the small things that he did in which made me like him even more, it was the way his voice sounded; like sweet, a deep velvet- that made me like him even more. And he was  So calm, but yet so tense, and he was  always careful...always, an  it drive me crazy. I'd always known I was attracted to guys, but I ignored it, until now.

I gaze at him from the corner of my eyes, he was gracefully playing his guitar in clarity as he escaped into his own peaceful nirvana. His melody sounded wonderful, and I stuck out like a sore thumb, I've no idea how to play the guitar.

I needed to talk to Vic more, he was  Like, like...a drug, or something, "c-can you help me with...the guitar maybe?" I ask him, as I faced his body.

He cracked a brilliant smile, "eh...sure, why not." He said, and within an instant, his arms were around me. He picked up my fingers and placed them in the right place on the guitar, the hairs on my skin prickled up and his body heat radiated, making my stomach tie in knots.

"So..thats the position.." He mumbled, while he gazed at the guitar, "and...the strings go G, D, A-" but I wasn't focusing on the notes. I just liked having his arms around me, it felt nice, an  I loved his voice, it was deep but yet also high and raspy.

"Got it?" he asked me, breaking the trance.

An  I nodded abruptly," yea-" but the bell broke me off from my sentence.

shit.

As I look up, I see that Vic packed up his things and is headed out the door.

I make a beeline for him.