All of My Heart (Kellin Quinn fanfic)

chapter fourteen

<A/N: so, this story is close to 300 reads. I honestly never expected any. I am so glad that you enjoy my imaginative story. thanks for reading, you're the best. (: xxoo -Kay>

LEAHS POV
two days later, I found myself sitting stiffly beside Oliver in a hard, plastic airport chair.
he gently took my hand, interlacing our fingers.
I sighed, forcing myself to relax, and leaned into him.

"I don't understand all these delays." I mumbled grumpily.

"bad weather babe." he replied simply.

"yeah well it's shitty."

"I know, I know. here, try to take a nap," he pulled his hand away and started to take off his hoodie.
at first, I didn't understand what he was doing.

"I'm not cold" I blurted out, before realizing that he was making a little pillow in his lap for me.

"you're so cute," I giggled and kissed his cheek, before laying down on his lap and drifting off to sleep as he gently played with my hair.
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KAYLA'S POV
we had so much fun at the aquarium, despite the stares, whispers, and numerous fans who asked for signatures and photos.
Bryce looked at everything wide-eyed and curious as kellin carried him to each display.

"so, I was thinking," I trailed off, sitting on a bench outside with Megan. the boys were just beyond the glass wall, staring at some jellyfish, and making Bryce giggle with delight.

"yeah?" she squinted against the harsh sunshine.

"lets leave the boys home, and go out. like we used to. there's a concert in 2 days, about an hour away, All Time Low and A Day To Remember."

"holy shit, that sounds amazing!" she hugged me tightly.

"now lets convince the men." we laughed and walked inside.

I wrapped and arm around kellin and kissed Bryce's cheek.

"hello there beautiful," kellin smiled down at me before kissing me sweetly.
I suddenly felt someone yanking on my tshirt.

"what?!" I spit out a little harshly, before realizing that it was just a young girl. no older than 3.

"oh sweetie, I'm so sorry" I bent down to her level and scooped her up in my arms.

"what's your name?" I smiled at her, while subtly looking around for any distressed parents.

"I'm Olivia!" she pointed to herself with a grin. her little lisp causing her to pronounce it "olibia"

"well Olivia, I was just wondering where your mommy is."

"uh.... I don't know." she looked down, with a pout.

"okay, well you can hang out with us for a little while, if that's okay?" I smiled, and she nodded with enthusiasm.

"do you wanna hear a knock joke?" she asked excitedly.

I laughed, "yes. I would love to hear one."

"knock knock"

"who's there?" I asked, grinning.

"who"

"who who?" I tilted my head, not sure if she had messed up the joke.

"are you an owl?" she yelled before howling with laughter. I couldn't help but laugh along with her.

"EXCUSE ME." I heard a voice from behind us.

"yes?" I turned around to face an angry girl, with lots of acne and braces; no older than 16.