The fault in us (Quills) (Kellin Quinn & Justin Hills) (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

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Kellins P.O.V.

New Years Eve was rolling around and I couldn't wait to get wasted to be honest. The last days were calm at least but the nightmares were getting onto me and I could tell that Gabe was like a puppy dog, always looking out for me. It was kind of annoying but I didn't want to tell him. He was my best friend and I couldn't blame him though. After the things I told him, I wouldn't react in any other way and one part of myself loved it to be protected, to be not alone anymore. But nevertheless I didn't want to over think things anymore and what would be the best solution than alcohol?

My mum would kill me in the end but that was written on another page. I knew that I would be grounded as soon as we would be back home, for drinking without permission but where would be the fun in staying sober just to follow the rules? Besides I knew that nearly every kid on here was drinking, so... probably my mum would expect it anyway. Maybe she wouldn't even notice it, if I would be gone as long as I would be wasted. This was a plan I could probably hold – not coming back at my room until the moment I was sober again.

I shook my head at the thoughts when I pulled my black v-neck shirt over my head, looking at myself in the mirror once again. I wasn't wearing something special, just a dark blue skinny jeans, black v-neck shirt and a beanie on my long black hair. I didn't think that I was cute or handsome or something but for now I really liked my appearance. It looked kind of... just like me and I couldn't help but smile at my mirror picture.

"Are you ready princess?", Gabe asked me when he entered my room, making me roll my eyes at him. He could be an annoying little shit but I was loving him anyway.

"I'm not a princess... I'm just careful to pick out the clothes which would fit perfectly together. Do I look okay?", I asked him back with a lightly grin on my face, turning around myself for once.

"Fine like always Kellin. I bet you're one of the most talented guys to pick out clothes and always looking fine.", Gabe rolled his eyes at me and I couldn't help but chuckle. He was always honest but I would never admit that he could be right in his opinion. I was never talented to pick out clothes and I would swear that there were a lot of guys who look way hotter than I did. Maybe I was too moderate but could you blame me? For my whole life – or at least the last important years – I got nothing but shit on my head and now I should believe someone that I was actually good in something? I couldn't believe him, I couldn't believe anyone, but for now I was comfortable in my own body. The cuts were nearly healed and I could move without much difficulties or the fear that the cut on my hip would rip open once again. It was really nice lately except the few things which were still messing with my head but I was good at pushing them away in the moment they were coming back.

"So we're getting wasted tonight?", Gabe asked when we left the apartment just shouting a bye to my mother. We wouldn't party together and she totally knew that it would be better anyway. We were visiting one of those parties in the basement who was just for the younger tourists and I would bet that my mum was attending to one of those totally boring New Years Eve's dinner, chatting to other people in her age, probably over all of their children and what else. Nothing I wanted to be a part of. I shuddered just at the thought before I pushed it away, looking at Gabe, smirking a bit.

"Definitely. It's the highlight of this winter vacation and it's so much better now I have one of my best friends with me this year.", I grinned at him while we were going through the hallways, looking after some other teenagers we met on the piste during the last days we spent there. But as soon as we arrived in one of the big party rooms it didn't take us long to be surrounded by a few other guys and soon enough we both had the first beer in our hands, enjoying the party at its finest.