Beverly Hills Babe | kellic (boyxboy)

nine

"Baby, your bruise is getting pretty bad. Are you sure you're okay?" Vic sympathized while holding a cold towel to my cheek.

"Yes, Vic. I'm fine." I said, trying not to wince.

"Do you want me to go with you later tonight when you go back home?" He asked.

"No. I don't want us to get caught again." I groaned. "My mum would flip out if she found us in the same bed and Ryan probably already told her."

"Wait, why would she be mad?" He wondered.

"She's overprotective." I said.

"Oh." He sighed. "Well, we can just lay here while you rest until it's time."

"Okay." I nodded. "That sounds fine."

I was in such a pissy mood because of my stupid stepdad but I wasn't taking it out on Vic like usual. Even if I was, he can take it anyway, so it doesn't matter.

"There's a party this weekend. Do you wanna go?" He asked me.

"No." I stated simply.

"Oh, uh...why not?" He questioned.

"I don't like parties. I never know what to do at them so I just result into looking dumb. Plus, you party way too hard for me. We'd probably end up fucking while drunk and I'm just not ready for that." I told him plainly.

"Hey, that's not true. I'd take care of you just like I am now." He whined, patting the towel lightly against my purple cheek.

"Yeah, that's what you think until I wear short shorts again." I told him, annoyedly.

His cheeks went red and his eyes darkened for a split second. "Fuck, you're probably right, but it's not my fault that you're attractive."

"I'm always right." I said with a bored tone of voice.

"Kellin," He sighed. "Do you actually like me?" He questioned out of nowhere.

"What?" I was taken aback. "Of course I do, Vic. Why would you ask that?"

"I don't know, you just always seem irritated with me." He looked away.

"Not always." I admitted.

He playfully rolled his eyes. "I hate you." He chuckled.

"Mhm, sure." I teased. "Let's lay down."

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I opened the door to my house, seeing my mum and Ryan on the couch snuggled up. I scoffed and walked past them.

"Where do you think you're going, Mister?" Ryan asked. "Don't you think you have something to tell your mother?"

"I'm going up to my fucking room and don't you think you have something to tell my mother?" I glared. I had backtracked to answer him.

"Watch your mouth, Kellin." My mum demanded.

"Watch your boyfriend." I sassed, walking away and ignoring all of their requests to stay.

I walked up to my room and flopped on my bed. I checked my phone, seeing I had a text from Vic.

Victor 🙃🔫💗
hey, are you alright?