Kissing In Cars | Kellic

Chapter 11

~Vic's POV~
When I woke up, Kellin's bedroom was full of dim light coming from the window. I glanced at his alarm clock, suppressing a groan. I had woken up at six in the morning- on a freaking Saturday.

I looked down at Kellin, who cuddled my arm against his chest. His face was relaxed, his mouth open slightly. I smiled. He was so cute. I managed to ease my arm from his grip and crawl over him, slipping my shirt back on and shivering in the cool morning air. When had I even fallen asleep last night? All I couldn't remember anything past Kellin's face when he saw my arm... I winced. I pulled my notebook and pen out of my duffel bag before laying beside him again.

I flipped to the first page that was free of drawings, and tapped my pen impatiently on the page. Inspiration can take time. After a moment, I began doing what I always do when I'm stumped: I wrote what I was doing.
As we wake up in your room, your face is the first thing I see.
There, that was good enough. I was only writing the truth, but it already felt like a love song. Hm. I could write a love song, if I had someone to write it about. I glanced down at Kellin.
Do I.. Do I love him?

I sighed.
It doesn't even have to be about Kellin, it's just a love song.
I reminded myself. I ended up writing:
The first time I've seen love, and the last I'll ever need.
I scribbled down the words, shocked at myself. I hadn't even felt that way about anyone, so how could I even fathom what love was like?

"Vic?"
Kellin said softly. I threw my notebook and pen down on top of my bag.
"Morning, sleeping beauty."
I said, brushing his dark hair out of his eyes. His eyebrows drew together in a frown, his blue eyes darkening.
"Vic. Last night, about your arm, I'm so-"
I winced, holding a finger to his mouth.
"Let's not talk about that."
To my dismay, he sat up instantly, shifting slightly closer to me.
"No, Vic. We need to talk about it."
"No, Kellin. I told you last night: I'll tell you about it someday, just not today."
Kellin huffed at me.
"Someday sounds pretty far away-"
I tackled him, completely miscalculating where we would land, and ended up on the floor, Kellin on top of me. He blushed furiously and tried to get off me, but gave up after a moment. The blankets from his bed were wrapped tightly around us.

He ended up just flopping down on my chest, hands folded to cup his chin.
"Just for that, Victor, I'm not getting up."
That wasn't much of a punishment, really. He barely weighed anything. In fact, his weight was comforting, the way holding a blanket in your lap would be. I shrugged.
"Okay. I'm not bothered."
Kellin groaned.
"It's not fair! I can never do anything to get on your nerves."
"Well maybe that's because I like everything that involves you. Even what Bruce did yesterday, because it led to me seeing you again."

Kellin didn't speak for a bit. He simply closed his eyes, leaving me to stare at him. His long, dark eyelashes brushed his pale cheeks. I'd guess they tickled, from the way he would wrinkle his little nose sometimes. His eyelids were lavender, his lips a deep pink. His raven colored hair fell messily across his forehead, and in that moment, I felt my heart spill out like a tipped-over cup of ink.

"Kellin,"
I whispered. He didn't open his eyes, he only said,
"Hm?"
"Thank you. For caring, I mean. I hope we stay friends forever. I haven't known you long, but I already don't know what I'd do without you. God, this is so stupid. I can't even make a point because everything I say has already been said before. I can't find the right words to thank you and show you how much you mean to me."
Kellin's eyes blinked open, his baby blues staring straight into my soul.
"Of course I care about you. Don't you ever think otherwise. And no, I get it... I don't know what I'd do without you, and even if it's been said before, I mean it. I get what you're trying to say."

He kissed me then, softly. Then he smiled sweetly at me.
"We should go on a drive."
I nodded.
"Yeah. Let's go to the park. It's not so far away."
"Sure. But first I need to shower, my hair is a mess."
I laughed, brushing a strand from his eyes.
"It's perfect, but if you wanna shower, go ahead."

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After Kellin got in the shower, I picked up my notebook and stared at what I had written.
As we wake up in your room, your face is the first thing I see.
The first time I've seen love, and the last I'll ever need.
I thought hard about what Kellin and I had just said, blushing slightly. Those were the kinds of things lovers said.
You remind him that your future would be nothing without him.
Never loose him, I'm afraid, better think of something good to say.
But it's all been done, more than once so I'll keep on trying.
As it sometimes does when I'm writing songs, the lyrics just floated from my brain to the paper. I couldn't help but wonder if I actually felt this way about Kellin.
This isn't supposed to be about him,
I reminded myself. I erased the words "him" and changed them to "her".

I spent the next fifteen minutes getting dressed and putting away my notebook, once I had decided no more inspiration would come. I was sitting on Kellin's bed flipping through a photo album I had found on the floor when the door opened suddenly and Kellin walked in, a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair dripping water down his bare chest.

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Nice ending, huh? ;) Thank you to those who checked out my story "Dear Cass", I'm extremely excited for it and I love how it's coming along. Anyway, if you can't tell already, this book is just going to be the making of the song Kissing In Cars, from a Kellic standpoint. I hope you're enjoying it so far, keep reading, voting, and commenting, it means the world to me! I love you guys!
-Landon