Kellin Quinn Imagines V2.0

The Morning After

((((( AUTHORS NOTE: Requested by - Ember-Barakxt sorry it took me so long, I've been dealing with a lot and I've been writing a fuck tonne for my new fanfics coming up. I hope you like it! XD )))))

~ Kellins POV ~

I wake up feeling like the entire cast for Grease is starting a mosh pit in my head, and a snoozing Vic Fuentes lying on top of me without a shirt on. How much did I fucking drink last night!?! I gently push Vic off me, careful not to wake up the sleeping sexican, and stumble to the bathroom of the tour bus, where I find Jaime passed out in the shower and Tony curled up beside the toilet, also passed the fuck out. I shake my head and instantly regret it, I sway from side to side and feel like the room is spinning.
"Fuck me!" I mutter as I begin falling, hoping Im falling towards the toilet. I flop against the toilet seat and throw up. Rad. Glad I got that outta my system! After throwing up every meal I have probably ever eaten ever, I pick myself up, brush myself off, clean my teeth, style my hair as best as I can be bothered to, then I grab my pair of bus keys and get the fuck out of there. It smells SO bad in there, the air outside is actually like a relieving scented candle! Not that Im surprised, considering I saw Justin lying beside a pool of his own vomit with one of his favorite snap backs standing in the middle of the lumpy mess and Jack with his head in the fridge and the rest of him completely naked, sprawled out on the bus carpet. I feel sorry for the poor fucker thats gonna have to clean our bus when we're done with it. I begin making my way down town, walking fast, faces past and Im bus-bound, towards the local Walmart. The Hot Topic on the opposite side of the street looks very tempting, but I need some fucking pain killers, because pretty soon the cast of Grease inside my head are probably gonna start jamming to Turn Down For What and I dont know if I can withstand that sort of agony. Once inside the store, I let out a sigh of relief, thank fuck. Wait, did I even bring any fucking money with me!?!

~ Your POV ~

You wake up to find your neck aching from the weight of your 8 chins after scrolling through tumblr for 6 hours straight, and a half eaten bowl of popcorn on the floor beside the couch you're lying on. Ah, single life! You try to turn your phone on, only to find its dead. With a panicked screech, you leap up from the couch and start running towards your bedroom, before stopping mid-sprint to return to the living room, pick up the popcorn, and continue your marathon to the bedroom. You eventually locate your charger, behind all of your movie boxsets, you swear you never put it there. You plug your phone in and stroll into your kitchen. You left the washing up for your parents to do last night, and you just remembered you dont live with your parents anymore. You groan and zombie-walk your way to the sink, preparing to wash up the piles of plates, until you realize you have no dish soap. You smile widely for a few seconds, relieved at no longer having to do the dishes, but then your jaw drops, because you understand what this means: you have to venture into the outside world, cross the street, and purchase some dish soap, all without humiliating yourself beyond public acceptance. Oh fuck.

You take a brief shower to clean off all of your sins from last nights smut reading spree, and eat the left over popcorn for breakfast, before brushing your teeth, drying your hair and getting dressed. After much consideration, you decide to wear a pair of shredded black skinny jeans and a white Bring Me The Horizon shirt, with a black zipped hoodie over the top. You nod at your reflection in the mirror, proud of the fact you had the ability to dress yourself and actually look kinda cool, before leaving your house, money and phone (which is only on 20%) in your back pockets. You arrive at the store without having to socialize, which you are very thankful for. Now begins the search for dish soap. Usually, you order all of your shit online, because it saves awkwardly interacting with other humans, and because you dont leave the house unless band members are involved, but your laptop broke so you have to search for your shit manually. The fact that your laptop broke was not emtirely your fault, but rather the fault of Andy Biersacks selfies causing you to spill your coffee over your laptop and basically fry it. You wrap your arms around yourself and take a deep breath, before beginning your search. You find yourself somehow in the mother fucking medical aisle.
You throw your arms in the air "Where the frick frack dick dack tick tack lick lack sick sack-"
"-mick mack hick hack Vic vac rick rack whick whack have you been (Y/N)!?! Holy shit, its been years!" Whoever said that clearly knows you but has not known you for the past 5 years because you have no friends at all from the past 5 years outside of the internet. Who the fuck.
You turn around and your jaw drops "K-Kellin!?!"
Kellin smiles at you "Hey (Y/N)! Wow, you've changed so much!"
So have you, you're even more gorgeous and this is not ok, you think to yourself. "H-Hey Kellin! Wh-What are you doing here!?!" You are even struggling to socialize with the man you once called your best friend and your biggest crush ever, wow.
"My band is touring here at the moment! Do you live out here now!?!" Kellin asks excitedly. Why'd he so excited though? You're literally even more of a trash can than you were when he knew you in high school. Back then tumblr didnt exist and fanfiction was a guilty pleasure, so like ??????
"Y-Yeah, uh, I live out here now, I have done for the past 5 years a-actually. How are you?" Your nerves are getting the better of you for fuck sake.
Kellins eyebrows furrow "Are you ok? Is something wrong? You only used to stutter when you were nervous, why are you nervous around me?"
"I-Im nervous around everyone these days Kellin...I dont often leave my house, I suck at socializing." You explain.
Kellin smiles brightly "Naw! You're a great conversationalist, you're just super anxious you'll fuck something up!"
You nod and laugh slightly "I guess thats true." You realize that both you and Kellin are in the medicine aisle "Why are you here, in the medicine aisle? Are you sick? Should I stay away out of fear of being contaminated?"
He laughs and shakes his head "No, the ptv guys and my band went out last night and got fucking pissed, I've got the worst hangover ever!"
And then there's you, not knowing when its day or night and scrolling tumblr until you literally pass out, with no friends, you think to yourself, seeing how sad your life really is. "Wow! You're a party animal now, huh?"
Kellin shakes his head "No fucking way! Honestly, Nick, one of my bandmates, and I are the most chilled out in the band, we generally dont go out partying with the other guys, we stay on the bus playing video games or watching 80's sci-fi movies until 3am."
Ok thats relatable. "Honestly same."
"So, how come you dont leave your house these days?" Kellin asks as you both start to walk around the store, you keeping your eye out for dish soap.
"I guess losing my wingman, my confidence booster, my best friend and my chicken nugget forced me to return to my reclusive lifestyle that I had before I met him." You say, avoiding eye contact with him as you search for dish soap.
"Awwwh! Im so sorry I left (Y/N), believe me when I say I really didnt want to, if I had the money I would've taken you with me, but it was mine and the guys first tour, it was our shot, you know how passionate I am about my music! And, you've done just fine on your own! I mean, look at you: a strong, beautiful, independent woman!"
Thats something 30 year old divorced women say to themselves as they party with teenagers to convince themselves they arent an emotional wreck, you think as you try your best not to roll your eyes. "I know how passionate you are about the things you love, but clearly you didnt think about the fact that I, too, was passionate about the things I loved."
Kellin raises an eyebrow "What do you mean?"
Currently resisting the urge to break into Justin Bieber and reveal to everyone that you are a terrible emo...You shake your head "It doesnt matter, dont worry about it."
Kellin shakes his head and stands in front of you, holding your shoulders. You stare at the floor "Why wont you look at me?" Kellin asks softly.
You shrug "I dont know..."
You can practically hear him frowning "(Y/N), has something happened?"
You shake your head as you stare down at the floor "I fell for a guy, and he broke me."
Kellins hands leave your shoulders as his fists clench at his sides "What did that fucker do to you!?!"
You tear up at the thought of him "He made me trust him. He made me think he would always be there. I thought we would be together forever. I fell head over heels for him. We went through so much together, and he fucking left me like I meant nothing to him. After he left, I blamed myself completely, told myself I wasnt good enough for him, I'd never be good enough for anyone. Since then, I've stayed shut up in my house, where I cant hurt anyone, and nobody can hurt me. He broke me, such a long time ago, and I never healed."
"Tell me who this fucker is and where he lives, I'll beat the literal shit out of him for hurting you like this!" Kellin says through gritted teeth.
You shake your head "Dont hurt him, I still love him, after all this time, I thought I was over him, but Im really not."
"He still needs to know to treat you right in future, who the fuck is it (Y/N)!?!" Kellin asks urgently.
You blink rapidly to stop the tears from falling "Well, he's the lead singer of a band you might have heard of, and he's touring here right now. He went out partying last night and came here this morning for painkillers." You basically whisper.
You see his fists unclench as he gasps. "Y-You...You have feelings for me!?!"
You nod as you stare at the floor, desperately trying not to cry "I always have, you just never noticed." You take a deep breath "I have to go, Im sorry, I never should've spoken to you again, its only opened old wounds, Im sorry, goodbye." You turn and start speed walking away from him, wanting to run home and cry for hours, just like you did when he first left.
A hand wraps around yours. "(Y/N)...you blamed yourself for me leaving? I did this to you? I made you feel that way? I broke you?"
You pull your hand free, refusing to look at him, knowing you will break. "It wasnt your fault, it was mine, I know that, goodbye Kellin."
Before you can attempt to escape again, Kellin wraps his arms around you from behind, holding you firmly, your back pressed against his chest, his face in your hair. "Please, let me explain."
"Its not like I have a choice, you wont let me go unless I listen to you, so go ahead." You admit, defeated, as you always were with him, since you were kids.
Kellin laughs slightly "Damn right!" He returns to the topic at hand "I have always had feelings for you (Y/N), I've always been in love with you, and leaving you was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I left for your benefit, as well as my own. I thought that if I left you, my feelings would disappear, but they never did, not at all. I am so sorry for hurting you the way I did, really I am. It was not your fault in any way, it was completely my own, I was stupid and I left the best thing I could ever have the chance of calling mine. Im so fucking sorry (Y/N)!" His voice is hoarse, you can tell he is on the verge of tears, telling you how much he really means this.
"Y-You like me back!?!" How can he?
"No, I love you (Y/N), the word 'like' isnt even nearly strong enough." He replies, your heart skips a beat. "Please (Y/N), I cant lose you again, not after the pain I've been in since I left, please, let me hold you again, I'll do anything!" Kellin pleas in a desperate whisper, his voice cracking from the sobs getting caught in his throat.
You dont even consider your other options, you turn in his arms and bury your face in his shirt, wrapping your arms around his middle. Kellins arms hold you against his chest protectively. He kisses your hair repeatedly, and whispers frequent thank you's and apologies into your ear. You cant help but smile into his shirt.
"Will you come with me to buy some painkillers and then come back to my bus? I want to introduce the guys to the most gorgeous, perfect and wonderful girl on the planet." Kellin asks sweetly.
You giggle and nod "Alright, but Im not sure about those adjectives!"
Kellin pulls away from you slightly to smile at you "You're so beautiful (Y/N), I'd do anything to call you mine." He bites his lip as he stares down at you.
You blush a violent shade of red "You dont have to do anything outrageous, you only have to ask!"
Kellins eyes widen "B-But I dont know if you'd say yes!"
You roll your eyes "Do you really think I would still be letting you hug me if I didnt still love you?"
He laughs slightly "Ok, thats fair." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes tightly, bracing for impact. "Willyoubemygirlfriend?" Kellin whispers speedily, not pausing between his words.
You heard his question perfectly, but you want to hear him say it again. "Sorry, what did you say?"
Kellins cheeks grow pink as his eyes open, he avoids eye contact with you "I-I said, uh, will you be my girlfriend?" He asks quietly, sounding so nervous.
You raise an eyebrow "You gotta speak up Kels, I have no idea what in the fuck you're saying!"
Kellin sighs "Fine! I SAID: WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND???" He shouts, the other customers around you start to cheer and clap.
You laugh loudly while Kellin blushes. You lean up to kiss him softly "I'D BE HONORED!!!" You shout, causing Kellin to laugh, before he bends your body against his and pulling you in for a passionate kiss.

Maybe painkillers and dish soap will be your always....

Painkillers and dish soap? Painkillers and dish soap.