Kellin's POV
I wake up in someone's living room. It's not mine that's for sure. I sit up and scan my surroundings. I gaze into the kitchen and see Vic in a "Kiss The Cook" apron. I can't help but laugh. Vic looks at me and laughs too. He makes pancakes and we enjoy breakfast in silence. I check my phone and almost shit myself. It's almost 10. My dad is going to beat the shit out of me.
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Vic's POV
That was the best date I had ever been on. Of course, on the way back from the park Kellin fell asleep in the car. So what do I do? I do the responsible hopefully-almost-boyfriend thing and take him to my house. I know, I am boyfriend of the year. We laid on the couch together last night. By nine this morning, my kelly bear was still sleeping, so I tried to make breakfast. When I say try, I mean TRY. I honestly cannot cook to save my life. I'm pretty sure I almost burned down the house. However I successfully only burnt two.
Kellin finally woke up. He looked so cute, like a little kitten poking his head out of blankets ^w^. I turn back to the bacon while he sneakily tries to come up behind me. I giggle and we eat breakfast in silence until Kellin starts freaking out and bolts out the door. "WAIT!" I call after Hume "I never got to ask you out....".
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Kellin's POV
As I walk into my house the strong aroma of alcohol and vomit hits me. Must have been a rough night for my dad. I walk throughout the home looking for my dad but I can't find him anywhere. Finally I find him he's passed out on the floor, not moving. His chest isn't even rising to tell he's breathing. I start to panic and see if his hear is still breathing. I know he abused me but my mom died when I was eight. He's all I had for nine years. I call an ambulance while tears pour down my face. Turns out he OD'd. Now I have the house empty and to myself. Now what?
