The Painter (Kellic)

Chapter Six

*Kellin's POV*
I woke up to numb legs and Vic still laying unconscious on my lap. I looked down at my watch that read 2:17pm which meant we were asleep for 3 hours and my mom would get home in about 4 more hours. I carefully let his head lay on a couch pillow as I stood up to stretch. My legs were so numb I nearly dropped to floor but I gripped the coffee table before I collapsed. I looked back at him laying unconscious and I felt useless because I didn't know what to do.

It didn't look like he was going to wake up anytime soon so I decided to do some chores around the house as I hummed along to a song I heard in the radio. I was almost done washing the dishes when I heard Vic shuffling around on the couch, I walked towards the couch and kneeled beside him, letting my cold hands touch his warm face, "Vic, can you hear me? How are you feeling?" I whispered. I didn't want to hurt him in any way so I went back to the kitchen to get him a glass of water. When I turned around I dropped the glass of water and nearly had a heart attack when I saw him sitting on the kitchen with his face pressed on the table.

"Vic! You shouldn't have gotten up, I was going to bring you a glass of water," I scolded.

I started picking up the pieces of glass and threw them in the garbage when one of them cut my hand.

"Fuck." I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my hand as I grabbed another glass cup and filled it up with water.

I placed the cup on the table and helped him sit up straight, "How are you feeling? What happened?"

He weakly grabbed the cup of water and drank from it, "I-I don't know, when you asked me what I knew about you so many memories just crashed onto me. I felt like I got hit on the head with a shovel," he said with a chuckle.

"I didn't know this would happen, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen, you don't know how much I panicked when I saw you lay down unconsciously on my kitchen floor, I was so worried, I-I-" he cut me off by putting his finger on my lips.

"Kells, it's okay, calm down. None of us knew this would happen but it's over now. I'm good now, see?"

He stood up from the chair and did slow spin. I couldn't help but actually check him out, damn he was attractive.

He held my injured hand and gave me a concerned look, "We need to heal your hand, I don't want your wound to get infected." His concerned eyes met up with mine but then they softened as his eyes gazed down to my lips. Oh lord, I think my heart stopped beating.

He lightly shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut, "I'm sorry, some memories are still flowing in. For someone who's only 17 you've gone through a lot," he quickly changed the subject.

My eyes widened, "You know my age? Holy shit! Wait, how old are you?"

He laughed, "Memories, Kellin, memories. I'm 18 so don't freak out or anything."

I let out a "phew."

Thankfully I thought of him to have the right age for me, bless my imagination.

"Well, I guess it's clear you know a lot of things about me since my memories crashed into you like a tidal wave but... Do you have any of your own memories?"

He thought for a minute, "Well, apparently I have a nice house by the beach in San Diego with my parents and my brother Mike," I blushed.

Mike Fuentes is one of my college classmates and I used him as an inspiration to create my handsome boyfriend but of course, with my personal touch.

Vic seemed to notice I was embarrassed or something because he let out a smirk but didn't question me, "It also turns out that I know how to play a guitar, I wonder if I actually do... Hey do you have a guitar?"

I thought for a minute, "Not to sound creepy or anything but I remember your grandfather gave you an acoustic guitar for your 7th birthday." How the hell did Vic know that? Oh right, my memories.

"It's in my closet, I haven't used it since I started college but follow me."

We walked upstairs and went into my room. He sat down on my bed while I went to my closet to take out my guitar.

"Here it is!" It was a light brown Gibson guitar with a nice finishing gloss.

He held it and looked at it with admiration, "Woah... It's prettier than I remember..."

I loved the way his eyes glowed at the sight of the guitar, "You can have it, I don't mind," I said with a smile.

"Really? I don't think I can keep it, it was a gift from your grandfather and I don't want to take away the last thing he gave you."

*Vic's POV*
"It's okay, really. You can have it under one condition," he said.

"Anything, just tell me what it is," I said almost pleadingly.

"Play me a song." I caught a playful look in his eyes as he waited for me to start playing.

Somehow I remembered a song he liked so I told him, "How about this, I play the guitar and you sing. I'm pretty sure you know this song."

His cheeks turned tomato red, "I-I don't sing, don't change the deal!"

I couldn't help but laugh at his cuteness, "I know you can't resist singing along to this song, so I'll only play a part of it." I started playing Iris by Goo Goo Dolls and sang a the beginning, hoping it would help with his shyness,

"And I'd give up forever to touch you

Cause you know that I feel me somehow

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't wanna go home right now,"

Like I hoped so, he finally joined in but decided to sing the ending,

"And I don't want the world to see me

Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am,

I just want you to know who I am..."

He had the most beautiful, angelic voice I had ever heard. I stared at him in awe and he lowered his head, letting his hair cover his face as he tried to hide his evident blushing.

I walked up to him and lifted up his chin, "Kells, that... that was amazing! Like, you won't believe it but it truly was."

He looked down, "Thanks," he shyly mumbled.

I couldn't help what I did next. I lightly held his face and pulled him in for a kiss, savoring the sweet taste of his lips.

I quickly pulled back, "I-I'm sorry! I don't know what c-came over me, I know it's all t-too soon since I've only been here for less than 2 days and-"

I was interrupted when he crashed his lips with mine, taking me by surprise.

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You guys can't imagine how much I love lovey-dovey stuff. Sorry if it's so much Kellic fluff, I can't help it! This is the longest chapter I've written so far, this is progress! Anyway, please leave comments or go read my other Kellic fanfic called, "You Look So Pretty When You Can't Find Your Grave." Thanks!