Set It Off

It's not over yet

Just FYI I saw BMTH live two days ago and I will never recover from it. 

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K E L L I N

It was graduation day and everyone were looking good, except for me who was looking fine as hell. I won't lie when I say that Vic was looking fine as hell too, in his black skinny jeans and tight white shirt. God I hate him. Why does he have to be like this? So enticing with his brown eyes and short frame. I really just wanted to bring him home to cuddle all day. But I think he'd rather cuddle Tay than me. 

"Are you seriously moping over Vic, again?" Franceschi asked me as he placed his food on the table next to me. I rolled my eyes but nodded anyways. Since when did he become the love doctor? Mind your own business Joshua. "Man, you've gotta stop. He tried to say sorry, mate, but you just kept being a knobhead" he stated and I took a sip of my coke, pretending I didn't just hear that. But the truth is I did and even though I hate to admit it, the british shithead is right. Vic did apologies, but that still doesn't make me feel any better about the whole situation. At least they haven't been able to prank us for a few days now, since Josh brought his little spy in the game we've always been one step ahead. And since it's graduation, I'm thinking something big. I've already messed up Vic's graduation photo so why not just fuck a little with Oliver?  Maybe trim his golden locks a little. Make him look extra fresh for the graduation. "Oh god Kells, I forgot to tell you. Oliver cut his hair and he's so fucking cute I could puke all over him" Josh said and ruined whatever plans I had for Oliver's hair. Oh well, I'll just have to plan something else. Maybe give him a gift card to GoFuckYourself. Or maybe a train ticket to GetTheFuckOutOfMyLife.

"Please don't throw up all over me, I don't have time to go home and change" Oliver awkwardly sat down next to Josh who giggled and poked his face. Everyday something new happens when you're friends with British people, they spell color differently than you and they most certainly flirt weirder than Americans. They're kind of cute, I'll give them that, but it's just too much sometimes.

"I could puke all over you two" Matt takes a seat next to me and I can't help but to agree to what he said. Oliver rolled his eyes at Matt but smiled when Josh coo'ed at the new sight of Oliver's face. The short brown hair did certainly bring out his features more, and it looked really good with the face tattoo he had next to his eye. I would've totally tried to get in his pants if I didn't already know what a jerk he is. 

"Don't be such a jealous brat just cause you're still head over heels for Vic, just talk to the lad" Oliver rolled his eyes at me and smiled at Josh who was currently stealing Oliver's beanie and running his hands through his short hair. They both smiled fondly at each other and it got me thinking, maybe Oliver was right. Maybe for the first time in his life he was actually right about a few things, dating Joshua and just Vic in general. I stood up, leaving my half-eaten lunch on the table. 

"You're right. I'll go talk to him. Do anyone know where he is?" I questioned and began walking towards the hallway. I heard Oliver shout 'libraby!' and I started running towards where I thought Vic was. Of course while running up 8 flights of stairs it never crossed my mind why Vic would be in the library or why Oliver so desperatly wanted me to be reunited with him. Entering the libary all out of breath and sweaty I found that it was very quiet in here. Nothing out of the ordinary except for the fact that our 'spy' Trisha was bound to a chair, whispering a 'sorry' to me as Vic came walking towards me with water balloons in his hands.

"Hello, Kellin dear" Vic said and lightly threw one of the filled balloons in the air before catching it in his hands again. I rolled my eyes, regretting all my recent decisions. 

"Seriously Victor? Here I am running up eight flights of stairs so we could start over again. You're apologised" I spoke calmly and watched as Vic's face fell for a few seconds before he regained his cocky posture. 

"Well that's too bad. I was thinking of getting you wet, if you know what I mean" Vic smirked at me and I blushed slighty, not really knowing why since I'm a guy and I only really get wet at the end of a 'wrestling match' so to call it. I decided to play it cool.

"Vic, it's either that balloon or me" I said, trying not to laugh at how stupid that really sounded. I watched as Vic bit his lip, trying not to laugh at my statement. 

"Why can't I have some fun? Besides, you fucked up my hair for at least a week. Bro, my own family called me a smurf!" Vic exclaimed and dropped one of the ballons out of pure frustration, it hit the floor and spilled out all the water it contained. "I should at least get to wet your clothes before graduation. That's the least you could let me do" he frowned at the now wet floor.

"Or, we could just go for a quickie in the bathroom?" I suggested and smiled, hoping that it would work. Like, dude, this is a chanel shirt you simply don't just wet it and call it a day. Vic shook his head and aimed at me with the other water balloon. 

"It's not the same thing, Kellin. I hope we can still be friends after this,"

"We're not just friends, Vic" I whispered as the balloon hit my chest, feeling the cold water covering me like a wet blanket. Vic finally looked up, confusion written all over his face.

"We're not?" he questioned and I almost didn't care for the fact that he just wetted my chanel shirt. Dude, it's f r e a k i n g  chanel.

"Ugh, finally, dumbasses" Trisha shouted, but we didn't pay much attention to her. I only payed attention to him, my little hispanic douchebag. 

"No we're not. Are your skull seriously that fucking thick? I literally asked you to have a quickie in the bathroom with me?" I questioned him and walked towards his shorter frame, he wasn't really that much shorter than me but it definitely was somewhat of a difference when I stood close to him. Vic watched my every move carefully, like he was afraid that this was some kind of prank too. I shook my head and placed my hand on his cheek. "I like you, asshole. A lot" I whispered and Vic chuckled and a slight blush made itself visible on his cheeks.

"Guess what, I kind of like you too, like a lot" he said and Trisha 'aww'ed in the background. We both laughed a bit before we fell silent and just stared at each other. I still had my hand on his cheek with no intentions of moving it. I took one step closer towards him and placed my other hand around his small waist. Vic carefully placed one of his hands on my shoulder, despite me being all wet and the other he tangled in the hair at the back of my neck. I leaned in and captured his lips - not having the patient to wait any longer.

 I wouldn't say it was awkward, our first kiss that is, it was more of a moment where none of us wanted to move, afraid we might scare the other. Vic gently tugged at my hair and I began to move my lips against his, biting his bottomlip occasionally. I was going to go in with tounge, but Trisha screamed way too loud in the background from excitement that me and Vic had to break apart to laugh at her. 

At the end of the day there's still plenty of time for me and Vic to continue this at my place, all summer.