Kissing In Cars | Kellic

Chapter 15

~ Vic's POV~
Two days later, and I was still stressing about what Kellin had promised. How could he ever help me? I shook my head before opening my notebook for the first time since getting it back to see what Kellin had added to my "poem". I wonder what he would think if he knew it was a song... About him.

I skimmed through what I had originally written until I met what must be Kellin's handwriting. His letters were curvy and large compared to my tiny, messy scrawl.
Oh god, don't let me be the only one who says...
Now, at the top of our lungs there's no, no such as too young.
Second chances won't leave you alone, 'cause there's faith in love.
He was always the one, I'll repeat it again, the one.
No such thing as too young.
Red lights flashing on the car we're kissing in.
Call me crazy, I've always tried to remind him, that the future's, just a few heartbeats away from disaster.
I'm afraid that I've thrown it all away.

I blinked hard, staring at those two words, the only ones he messed up.
"I've always tried to remind him-
He was always the one-"
I read aloud, reassuring myself that's what he had written.
Him? He? I thought he assumed I was writing it for Katelynn?
I glanced back at the last line he had written, squinting at it as if I couldn't see the words written clearly in front of me.
I'm afraid that I've thrown it all away.
I looked above it and another verse caught my eye:
Red lights flashing on the car we're kissing in.
I came to a sudden realization: whether he thought I wrote it for Katelynn or not, when he added his part, he was writing about me.

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My heart was beating so hard I thought it might actually explode. I thought back to an older song I had written as I walked to Kellin's house in the LA sunset.
"So I'll toast every beat of my heart like a miracle,"
I sang softly, staring at my feet as I walked.
"I don't think you'll ever want to love me."

When I knocked on Kellin's door, his mother opened it and met me with a huge smile.
"Kellin is in his room,"
She told me, pointing. I gave her a small smile of my own before hesitantly starting up the stairs and down the hall. There was no turning back now.

I didn't bother knocking, I walked right in. Kellin was sitting on his bed, idly flipping through a comic book. He jumped when the door swung open, but calmed down almost instantly when he saw me. He grinned.
"Hey Viccy,"
He said. I sat beside him, my heart fluttering in response to the nickname.
"Hey Kells. I have something to ask you?"
"Uhm okay? What is it?"
Suddenly I didn't feel so confident. I grabbed Kellin's hands and played with his fingers while I answered.
"I was reading what you added to my, er, poem-"
I felt his hand tense up.
"It was good, but I noticed you were writing about a guy..."

Kellin lifted my chin up so I was looking him in the eye.
"Yeah, so? You know I'm gay."
I nodded.
"Yeah, but... Who was it about?"
"I'll tell you who I was writing it for if you tell me."
I rolled my eyes.
"Wow, you're good. Fine. But can we both say it at the same time?"
He laughed at me, his blue eyes shining.
"Alright. God damn Vic, you walked all the way here just for this?"
"Ugh don't remind me, it was so cold! Let's get this over with. On the count of three, okay?"
"One?..."
"Two?..."
"Three!"
Kellin said. To my surprise, he actually did call his answer at the same time I called mine:
"You!"
We both said.

I was right. He wrote it about me, and- I wrote it about him.

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Yet another chapter with an old PTV mention. Currents Convulsive is a good song okay. And hey, over 300 views?? Thanks so much guys, keep voting and reading and commenting, it means the world to me.
-Landon