Obsessed - A Kellic Fanfiction

Chapter 12

Vic's P.O.V

I listened to him tell me all those things. I knew he was lying he couldn't have faked all those kisses he gave me all the time he put into me. I replied to him with an I love you and an I forgive you. He stood up and leaned in and gave me a quick peck on the lips that I've been longing for since he broke up with me a couple days ago.

The nurse came in and said I needed to rest and told Kellin to either leave or stay quiet so I could sleep. I begged Kellin to come into my bed and sleep with me. He did, he put his arms delicately around me trying to be careful not to hurt me. He kissed me once more before I I noticed his breathing level out and not soon after I fell asleep also.

I love the feeling of cuddling with someone that I love. I love feeling secure in someone's arms.

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The doctor said I had to go to school which I didn't get because I had to stay the night in the hospital.

Kellin was nice enough to stay in the same position all night cuddling me in his arms. He even helped me into the bathroom when I needed to go even though I was perfectly capable of walking myself. He was the best boyfriend I could ever ask for. Hell, he even quit his chances of being on a professional soccer team for me.

In the middle of the night I woke up to Kellin crying. I couldn't think of why though we were back together and even though I could barely walk I was still here with him.

"Kellin, what's the matter?" I said as quiet as possible.

"I-I-just if I never listened to what Jaime said," he panted in between cries to catch his breath, "then you wouldn't even be in the hospital and-and you wouldn't be hurt," he cried.

"I'm fine," I assured him. "Really I am."

He calmed down a little and went back to sleep. I dreaded seeing him cry. It made me want to cry.

That morning I woke up to Kellin kissing my forehead. He thought I was still asleep so I figured I would go along with it just to see what he would do.

He played with my hands and kissed my forehead. I pulled his lips down to mine and kissed him in a slow, passionate kiss. "Come on, let's get ready for school," I told him with a sincere smile.

Kellins p.o.v

I helped Vic into school. The doctor was retarded for letting Vic come to school today. Vic could barely fucking walk!

There was no use avoiding the subject of us being together. Jaime already sent the video to everyone. The video made it perfectly clear we were together.

As I walked inside with Vic I held his hand so I could catch him if he fell or tripped. I saw my whole team in a little group their mouths were gaping at me. They walked over I didn't even bother saying anything before I stood a little closer to Vic. Even though Vic was the tougher one I still felt the need to protect him.

"So now you are 'dating' this faggot," Austin sneered putting quotes around the word dating.

"Yes you didn't see the video. I love him," I said trying to stay calm.

"What video?" He asked me like I was a stupid child.

"Nevermind," I said quietly. Jaime didn't send out the video did he. Damn him deciding to be a good person all of a sudden.

"You're off the team Quinn," he said. This sucked but I fully expected it. "But we won't bother you and your boyfriend, cause we care about you," I felt a smile tugging at my lips. They didn't care about me but at least they showed some compassion. They wouldn't beat up me or my boyfriend.
Whenever I look at him I thought he was stunning. Even with cuts all for his face he was still gorgeous.

He looked kind of depressed so I decided to use those words to compliment him. He deserved it.

"You're stunning," I whispered in his ear as we walked down the hallways. "No I'm not I'm going to have scars all over my face," he pouted. "Now why would I care about that? Your perfect and I love you," I stated as I pulled his face to mine and kissed the scars on his forehead and cheeks. I loved him and how he looked so much and I wish I could find a way to prove it.

"Okay," he said still sounding sad, "I love you too."

We managed to make it through all 6 periods without anybody saying a word to us. We did get a few strange looks but nothing that we couldn't handle. I drove him home in my car because his car was completely crushed up. It was silent the whole way home but not an awkward silence, a comfortable silence. There was a times I found myself with my hands on his thigh. But I always ended up moving it away.

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Vic may be a few inches shorter than me but he was definitely the more dominant one in this relationship. If it wasn't for him fricken stalking me than I would have still been a guy scared to death of his crush.

Like right now we were in my bed making out until we couldn't breathe. But yet he was the most powerful. He was still pretty fragile because of his injuries but I don't even think he cared at all.

He was on top of me his hands tangled in my hair. I was underneath him my hands grasping his hips and thighs. I knew it wouldn't go farther than this. I wouldn't let it. I wasn't ready for that quite yet. But I wanted this little make out session we had been having for the last 20 minutes to last forever.

We found ourselves gasping for breath and staring at my ceiling, "I love you so fucking much," he panted.

"I love you too," I said and scooted closer to him.

We fell asleep once again in each other's arms  as close as we could get to each other. I loved this stage in the relationship; not quite to anything sexual but to the point where you couldn't get your hands off of each other. I am so lucky to have him.