Chapter 11

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It was some of the popular kids Kellin now hung out with instead of Tony and I, along with Hunter. They had all stopped in the street and were looking at us through the restaurant window.

It looked like they were laughing and a look of slight dread washed over Kellin's face. I couldn't stand seeing him look like that.

"Kell," I whispered, putting my hand on top of his which lay on the table.

He pulled it away the second I made contact, as though I'd burnt him. I retracted my hand, bringing it back to sit on my lap.

He wouldn't meet my eyes.

And suddenly it clicked,

Just how much of a loser I was and that's why he was scared. He didn't want them to see him with me.

Just then, the group burst through the door of the restaurant, loudly calling things out at Kellin and I.

"What you doing with this loser?" Hunter asked Kellin, laughing, the others egging him on.

"Just talking about my psychology project, we got put together in partners," Kellin lied, standing up and laughing along with them.

He stood up and left the restaurant with them, leaving me alone at the table. I felt my lower lip begin to shake and I looked down at my shoes, closing my eyes tight as a hot, salty tear leaked out of each.

I wished as hard as I possibly could that Kellin would run back into the restaurant and scoop me into his arms. His warm, safe, loving arms and tell me he was just kidding and that he didn't think I was a loser. I just wanted him to tell me he still loved me.

None of this happened. I sighed softly and wiped the tears from my eyes, before setting some money on the table and heading out into the darkened street.

I decided to call Jaime.

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