We Met Online (Kellic)

Chapter 10

Vic

My heart exploded into a million pieces when our lips touched. Butterflies flew like razor blades in my stomach, and my hand wandered behind this amazing boy's neck.

I wasn't really gay, or at least I didn't think so, until this was happening.

He didn't react at first, obviously stunned, but slowly grew more comfortable as our innocent kiss turned into a complete make out session.

My hand flew towards his shoulders and I slowly pushed him down on his bed. He tasted like mint and candy, and I couldn't get enough of him. His touch was electrifying, and before I could comprehend how smooth his skin was or how soft his hair was when I ran my fingers through it, we heard a loud bang downstairs.

Kellin and I stared at each other for a few seconds, until he ushered me into his closet and put his fingers to his lips, leaving me to watch his father angrily throw open the door.

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Silence, that's all there was for a second or two as Kellin's father glared at him with an expression that I could only identify as holy shit.

"Why was the front door locked?" He asked Kellin.

"Sorry," Kellin whispered, "I just wanted to try and take a nap before you got home - "

Kellin's dad stumbled towards Kellin and I knew he was drunk, because I'd seen my mother drunk more than enough times.

He whacked his hand upside Kellin's head, and my blood began to boil. "Bullshit," he growled. Kellin gave me a pleading look, as if to say, leave it. Stay where you are.

His dad's back was turned to me, so he wouldn't notice Kellin looking at me.

"It's not, sir, I -"

"Did you do that work?" He asked Kellin, pinching his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

"Yes."

"You better fucking have! Otherwise I'd have to kick your ass, and trust me Kellin, that wouldn't be good for you."

I couldn't believe this. His dad was yelling at him for his grades? He's mad at Kellin for what? Locking the door?

Part of me - mainly all of me - wanted to beat this guy to a pulp. The smaller part told me to stay out of respect for Kellin.

After that, there were a few more idiotic comments from his dad, and he ended with, "I'm going out to Jen's for the night. Bye." And walked out of the room, slamming the door shut, making Kellin wince.

I ran out of the closet and grab Kellin in my arms. "I am so, so sorry that you have to deal with that..."

He sniffled. "It's okay. He only wants me to get into a good college."

I shook my head at him. Did he really think that's what this was about? "Even so," I said, putting my forehead on his, " you don't deserve to be hit like that. No one does..."

He wrapped his arms around me. "Please stay with me tonight," he whimpered.

I smiled. "Of course. Let me just text my brother."

Kellin

He looked so content, laying on my bed. I had just gotten out of the shower, and he was laying on my bed, hands behind his head and head nodding along to some music.

When he saw me, he broke into a smile.

"What?" I asked skeptically.

"Nothing."

"You're such a liar."

I gasped, putting my hand on my chest, feigning innocence. "I have done no such thing!"

"Lying is a sin, you know."

My heart was racing. What we did earlier was a sin, and my face heated up at the thought.

My towel was loosely hung around my waist, and I rummaged through my drawers for some comfortable shorts.

I grabbed them, along with some boxers and ran into the bathroom to change. That's when I heard him singing...

"With heaven above you, there's hell over me...the water is rusted, the air is unclean, and there for a second I feel free..."

Chills raced up and down my spine as I slid on my shorts and ran my fingers through my hair.

And once I was convinced that I looked somewhat presentable, I walked out of my bathroom and silently laid down next to Vic.

"So, that kiss was amazing."

Wow. Vic was being really blunt with me, and I couldn't stand it as my face turned bright cherry red.

"Yeah...it was," I breathed. Turning to look at him, I realized how I couldn't decide whether this was wrong or right. It was a sin, but who had to know about my - our - dirty little secret?

He looked back at me, his eyes flicking down to my lips. I wanted to kiss him again, for him to be my heroine, my sweetest sin. Truthfully, I couldn't get enough of him.

I leaned my head up and my heart was pounding as my lips touched his once more. My whole body was fire, and he was the water to put me out, and leave a wake of something new in its path.

I smiled against his lips as he got on top of me, running his hands all over my body. The shockwaves his fingers left behind were more than I could handle, and I honestly didn't know what to do next.

Should I like...put my hands under his shirt? Do I move my hips?

Either Vic didn't know what to do either or didn't want to take it any further than this. Kissing him was like a dream, a high that I couldn't crash from. That I didn't want to crash from.

He was my fucking heroine.