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"Hold on." I say, answering my phone reluctantly in the middle of Kellin and I's perfect dinner, and I take his hand across the table tightly as I answer the phone.

"Hello?" I ask, and my mother starts to speak.

"Tomorrow is a party dinner, bring your boyfriend." My mom says simply, hanging up, and I sigh loudly. Kellin squeezes my hand gently.

"Viccy, what's wrong?" Kellin asks softly, and I take both of his hands.

"Mom is hosting one of her infamous dinner parties and I have to take you. You have to be my boyfriend." I say, and he giggles, making me blush sheepishly.

"I would love to be your boyfriend for the night, it's going to be lots of fun." He giggles, and I sigh in relief, closing my eyes and smiling.

"I thought you wouldn't have wanted to go, tomorrow is the night before our last, I thought you would want to do something else." I say, and he shakes his head, beaming.

"We have all day to do something, I really just wanna get prettied up and go to a party." He says, and I give him a curious look.

"What do you mean by prettied up?" I ask, and he shakes his head, blushing softly and smiling.

"No, you'll see, Viccy." He says, and I give him an even more curious look.

"No, no, tell me." I chuckle, and he shakes his head, giggling.

"No, Vic, be patient." He says, and I look around before looking at him. He shouldn't have told me, because now i'm a curious fuck.

"Kells." I whisper, and he laughs, shaking his head and squeezing my hands.

"No, stop being so impatient." He hisses, poking my nose, and I sit back up, crossing my arms and watching him. He watches me too, slowly pulling out his phone, and I smirk.

"I'm not smiling." I say, and he bites his lip gently before taking a picture of me, or more of my arms.

"Are my arms that pretty to you?" I ask, and he laughs, nodding.

"Like, holy hell, have you seen them?" He asks, and I nod, smirking.

"Hold on, one more." He says, and I groan, smiling. He quickly takes another picture of me, and I notice that I was smiling.

"Fuck off." I grumble, and he laughs, smiling cheekily and reaching across the table to hold my hands again.

"Shh." He whispers, and I take his hands again, looking at him.

"Do you want to leave?" I ask, and he nods, smiling. We were already done with our sushi, and now i'm just tired as hell.

"Let's go, sweetheart." I say, standing up, and we leave the restaurant, going back to our truck and quickly getting in.

"Pink or black?" Kellin asks, and I think for a moment, starting the car.

"Pink." I say, and he nods, thinking again.

"Now white or black?" He asks, and I think again.

"Black." I say, and I give him another curious look, glancing at him.

"What's this all about?" I ask, placing my hand gently on his knee, and he smiles, shaking his head.

"You'll see tomorrow." He says, and I whine, making him laugh.

"Kells!" I yell, and he leans over the seat to press a gentle and brief kiss to my cheek, making me blush and smile.

"What was that?" I ask, getting closer and closer to the hotel, and he giggles.

"A kiss." He says, and I squeeze his knee gently, staying silent for the rest of the ride as we arrive at our hotel. When we arrive at our hotel room, Kellin jumps into my arms, making me smile.

"That was nice, thank you for tonight." He says softly, his face a light pink color, and I smile.

"Of course, angel." I say, laying back on our bed and holding him on top of me, and he runs his finger along my jaw gently.

"You're wonderful, you know that?" He says, and I smile a little, shaking my head and turning to face him.

"I'm not, Kells." I say, and he hugs me tightly, shaking his head and burying his face in my neck.

"Hush." He say, and I rub his back slowly, humming softly. Damn, he was adorable.

"Kells, you might wanna take off your clothes." I say, but i'm met with a soft snore instead of a response. I kiss his cheek softly, cuddling him softly as I pull the bedsheets over us, and I feel him turn around in my arms, hugging my arm tightly so I can spoon him. I smile softly, drifting off to sleep slowly, and something dawns upon me.

I have a crush on Kellin.

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