Obsessed - A Kellic Fanfiction

Chapter 24

Vic's P.O.V

I woke up at 3 AM and couldn't bring myself to go back to sleep. I lied there for hours playing with Kellin's hair, and messing around with his fingers. He was a heavy sleeper so he didn't even flinch. I admired how beautiful he was his dark hair and his white porcelain skin were perfect. I love him so fucking much and I don't know what I would do without him.

I slammed my face back into the pillows sighing because I couldn't fall asleep and I had to work tomorrow. I felt him reach his arm around me straddling me. We felt safe in each other's arms. At least I did. "What's wrong babe," I blushed at him calling me babe. I would never get over the butterflies he causes.

I wasn't in the mood for sex but I sure as hell was in the mood for making out so I attacked his lips with mine. I roughly bit his lip probably leaving a sore. We hadn't done anything since the day we moved in which was like a week ago. I was desperate for a hot make out session. Even though I loved staying up all night talking to him I craved our lips on each other.

Our lips moved swiftly almost in a pattern. I slid my tongue across his and he did the same to mine as we cradled each other while we made out. I moaned in awe. We were only making out for like 10 minutes but I loved every single second. He pulled off of me and rolled so he was on top. He pinned my arms down as he looked at me biting his own swollen lip.

"Wanna keep making out or do you just want to sit there panting?" He asked confidently. I looked him dead in the eyes and replied, "Kels, you know the answer," he smiled at the nickname and then we once again found our lips against each other's. We smiled against the kiss making it harder to make out but we couldn't stop smiling.

We must have made out for like 2 fucking hours before he pulled off. Our lips were swollen from making out and had sores all over them from biting each other's lips. We weren't exactly gentle when it came to making out. We cuddled and talked.

"Kels, I can't even put into words how beautiful and perfect you are," I knew how cheesy it was but I felt him smile against my bare chest, that's what I was going for. "Right back at you, why do you think I'm marrying you?" He stated simply. I smiled and blushed.

I reached my arms to his face and moved his messy hair out of his beautiful eyes. I stared at him. I just couldn't get enough of him. What is he doing to me? We have already done all the steps to a relationship pretty much so why did I feel like there could be more? There couldn't be anything else I had everything I could ever ask for. I had Kellin. Kellin was mine.

A few minutes of silence passed before he spoke up. I got creeped out because I was sure he just read my exact thoughts. He looked up at me with his beautiful eyes and cupped his hands on my cheek and spoke, "I love you any you're mine. Finally. I mean I've been waiting since 3rd grade for this to happen. I never would have thought I had a chance with someone as gorgeous as your are. Your fucking perfect and I fucking love you," A tear of joy fell both of our cheeks.

"I love you to, Kels" and we fell asleep with no other words just smiles plastered on our faces. It was the best feeling.

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Kellin's P.O.V

I didn't wake up until like 3 PM from the lack of sleep I got last night. By the time I woke up Vic had already gone to work and came home. I felt bad for sleeping most of the day but it was his fault for keeping me up all night with his fucking adorable face.  Everyone else would probable be like 'you and your boyfriend say the cheesiest things to each other' but I don't care as long as it made him smile my mission was accomplished.

Me and Vic ran to the store across the street. We walked in hand in hand. I grabbed a cart and he jumped in. "Vic!" I whined, "Get out!" I complained.

"Not it'll be fun," he assured. I rolled my eyes and started pushing him down the frozen food isle. We got a few weird looks but I honestly didn't care. We found an empty isle and I pushed the cart and let go. He quickly rolled down the isle giving me puppy dog eyes.

I ran to catch up and caught the cart before it knocked down the bottles of wine. We just laughed at how stupid we looked. We were to pretty much grown men pushing each other in a cart. I swear we had the mentality of a 5 year old. But at least we both did.

He stayed in the cart as I went up and down the isles and through everything that we needed on his lap. We finished everything then went home.

See this is a perfect boyfriend/girlfriend: somebody you can have fun with, somebody that you can be clingy to and they think it's cute (not annoying), or somebody you can mess around with and still have the deepest and strongest love for each other.

That is what a real relationship is.