I'll Make This Feel Like Home (Kellic)

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I'm sorry if this chapter jumps around a lot, but it's supposed to be what occurred in a span of a week.

*Vic's POV*

Kellin Kellin Kellin.
All could think about was him and his lips. I can't believe I actually kissed him. My actions were completely out of hand and I regretted them almost instantly. That was my first kiss, ever. I had never kissed anyone before and frankly, I never even thought about it. The way I was raised, I was taught to go steady with someone after a few dates, and then after maybe a few months I could kiss them. But with Kellin, I just went for it and in the moment, I was willing to go further. As far as Kellin wanted me to go, I would. But that was so wrong to think.

I was straight, I knew I was. I had never even thought about a boy more than in a friendly sense. But with Kellin, all my morals just flew right out the window.

Maybe it was him. He made me do it. I'm not sure how, but I don't want to find out. I think for now I should just distance myself from him.

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Tonight I was on date with a lovey girl named Danielle. She was a pretty, strawberry blonde girl who volunteers at the center often. She's really kind and funny, and is usually the one who monitors the bathrooms and the girl's showers. We talked often and I thought it was about time I just asked her to go out with me.

We were at the movies and we were watching Star Wars. Honestly, it was so boring and I wasn't really sure what was happening, but this is what she picked out and she seemed to like it because her eyes were wide and she had this permanent grin.

The whole movie I kept my hands to myself, only coming into contact with Danielle when our elbows brushed on the armrest between us. It wasn't like I had any intentions on doing anything with her, not even kiss her. But if I did, I'm sure I would be terrible at initiating it. I wasn't exactly an expert with dates or girls. Sure, I had been on a few dates, and they were fine, but never good enough for me to actually ask for another date.

When the movie had finished and the theater was relit, I stood up and waited for Danielle to follow. When she did, she smiled before taking my hand in hers. I met her eyes in surprise and her smile only widened. It wasn't that I didn't want her to hold my hand, I just wasn't expecting it.

I looked away from her and lead her out of the theater and out the building. There was a slight breeze, and I felt the grip she had on me tighten as she shivered.

"Are you cold?" I asked.

"A little," she nodded. I let go of her hand, momentarily, taking the light sweater I had on and gave it to her. She gave me soft smile before taking it and putting it on, making her look even smaller. Not that I was big, but she was tiny.

"Thanks," she voiced and this time I took her hand.

We walked towards the direction of my car but didn't talk much. I did like Danielle. I thought she was nice and we always had stuff to talk about at the center, but now the air was empty from conversation.

"Thank you for asking me out, tonight," she finally spoke, swaying our hands back and fourth. I looked down to them and admired how they connected.

"Of course." I said and nothing else. Before we actually got back to my car, I stopped Danielle. She stumbled a little from the sudden halt and looked at me with a raised brow.

"Can I be honest with you?" I asked.

"Sure,"

"I've actually only ever been on a handful of dates before so I don't exactly know how to act, and I am fully aware of how awkward I am being," I confessed, feeling so much lighter after. She went from simply listening, to looking at me like I was a helpless puppy.