Beverly Hills Babe | kellic (boyxboy)

six

I woke up with arms wrapped around me. I knew exactly who they belonged to because I wasn't the type of guy to go around sleeping with everyone. Luckily, both Vic and I were fully clothed. I didn't want feelings. I had had them before and they ruined me, but this felt really nice. I sighed in light relief as I snuggled closer into Vic's arms.

"You're awake." He stated. I had no idea that he always already up. How embarrassing. I'd never let him know that I was embarrassed though.

"No shit." I replied. "Way to state the obvious."

He chuckled lightly before going silent for a few minutes. I pulled away, quickly missing the warmth of his muscular arms. I didn't want to, but I didn't want feelings either. I could already feel them creeping on me. They would change me and I hated that. He relaxed his arms by his sides and didn't say anything.

Well, until he asked a question. "Do you remember anything from last night?"

I remembered everything. I never really lost my memory while being drunk, to be honest. That's another reason why I didn't drink. It had no effect on me.

"Nope." I lied.

"Oh. Me either." He laughed. "But something must've happened considering we were just cuddling in your bed."

"It doesn't mean anything." I sassed. "Where else would you have slept? You probably were just having wet dreams and that's why you cuddled me."

"I wasn't having wet dreams. Calm down, it's not a big deal." He said.

"I know it's not." I told him.

"Then why are you making it one?" He questioned me.

"I'm not." I furrowed my eyebrows. He was starting to piss me off. I knew I didn't like him like that. Thank god.

"Are too." He retorted.

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not!" I yelled. "Just shut up, geez!"

I groaned and got out of my bed. I wasn't making anything a big deal. I didn't want to develop feelings. I knew it wouldn't go right for me, so I needed to avoid it all together.

I walked out and sat on my couch in the living room. I clicked on the TV and began watching Hairspray, one of my favorite movies. Around ten minutes later, Vic came out with his original clothes on.

"I'm sorry for bugging you, Kellin. Do you want to talk?" He approached.

"No." I stated bluntly.

"Okay, I understand. See you later." He muttered, opening the door and leaving my house.

I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. I continued watching the movie, letting my stupid thoughts consume me.

"Kellin? Where's your neighbor friend?" My mum asked. "Vic, was it?"

"Yeah. He had to go home." I lied.

"Oh." She paused. "Are you okay, darling?"

As much as my mum yelled at me and everything, she still made it very aware that she loved me. She was just sick of me most of the time. Just like everyone else. I ditched the pitiful thoughts and replied to my mum with another lie.