I Wouldn't Change A Thing (Kellin Quentes)

Chapter 3

Vic's POV

My final class was over, all I wanted to do was get home. I trusted Kellin, but it's more of a I wanna see Kellin.

I kissed him twice! I don't know what I was doing but I liked it. It felt... Right but so wrong.

Let him make the next move was all I could think. I spent my day texting him and teaching. Obviously it was the second day so it wasn't decked on facts or anything.

I drove to my house in no hurry but in a rush. Y'know what I mean? Like mentally I wanted to be there but I drive slowly.

I don't know what I felt for Kellin but I know I wanted at least a friendship. Something more made me feel happy, friendship okay. I dunno really. As I pulled up to my house I noticed Kellin had just been sitting on the porch with Marie on his lap. She's twelve, as is Hermione, but the two were in the same grade, fifth. I don't know about Marie but Hermione had troubles in school so they did two years of learning common things that she couldn't seem to understand.

I got out and sat next to them with my bag.

"Hey." I said quietly. Marie was asleep. "Hi." Kellin mumbled.

"You okay?" I rubbed his back a little bit. Friendly.

"I wanna kill him. I wanna hurt him. And I'm trying my hardest to keep calm but her nose is fucking broken and look at this." He lifted up her shirt a little to show a very bad bruise.

I bit my lip. "That's fucked up. When you lived with him, did he hurt you?" I asked softly. He laughed. "He nearly killed me. Countless times. I've become immune to pain, that's the reason reason I switched to drugs. Hell I think my wrist is broken right now." He held up his wrist up. It looked broken. "You should go to the hospital." I told. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll be fine. I can take a chair to he head I can take a skateboard to the arm."

I frowned.

"You know your pictures around your house are adorable." He commented. I let my arm fall to behind him, untouching.

"Are they pictures of you? Cause those are adorable." I winked. He snorted and tipped his head back.

"That was cheesy as fuck."

"Yup. I like cheese. Anyway Mike is coming over, the tall dude, and he's bringing Hermione and his boyfriend if she'll want to play with H." I told to him. He nodded and moved some hair from her face.

"She might. I don't know. She'll just have to watch her nose and stomach. I stole some ice of yours and had laid it on her, she said it felt better after awhile." He explained while looking at her softly.

"You're a good brother, I hope you know."

"I fucking wish. I'm the reason he started drinking and my family was ruined. Everything was fucking okay! Then I actually did something to please me and I ruined it! From that moment-" I cut him off by grabbing his chin and forcing him to look at me.

"That is not your damn fault. If you did something you wanted and he disapproved, that is not on you. You went and did you and he didn't like that. That was his choice." I was mad that he said that. He wasn't to blame.

"You know what I did? I was held back a year and needed special help, I wanted the help and that's what made him hate me. That no Bostwick would depend on another for any sort of help for anything. But because I wanted to be smart, I failed him." He scoffed at himself.

"Who cares if you needed help, he's the one who lost the best thing for him. A family. You're not to blame okay? Trust me on this." I let out my pinky. He looked down to it, then back to my eyes.

"You better be right." He crossed his pinky with mine.

"Do you wanna lay her down in the guest bed? Which is now yours." I asked. He nodded "Please? She's not little anymore."

I stood and opened the door for him he picked her up and walked in then waiting for me. "I don't know where it is." His giggle made a smile form on my lips.

I led the way and opened the door. He set her on the left side of the bed and kissed her forehead before mumbling something.

He then came back to me and we left the room. "What do you wanna do?" I asked. He just shrugged his shoulders.

"What do you do normally?"

I scratched the back of my head, "My daily schedule is I get home, grade papers, eat then sleep. But over the summer I just binge watched a bunch of shows and movies." I laughed at myself.

He let out a giggle.
"Y'know. I was forced to learn something."

"And what was that?"

"Hmmm, I could show you, or I could wait until I want to show you."

"Don't do that!"

"Okie dokie!" He laughed. "Close your eyes."

I did as he said and I felt him by me. I didn't know exactly what was happening but I did after a few. He took a deep breath then I felt him press his lips against mine.

I made the move to spread my lips like last time, seeing as he was probably too awkward. I moved my hand to the back of his head and one on his side.

He actually knew how to kiss me this time. I couldn't help but smile, and when I smiled, he did too.

It was short because he pulled away giggling. "That was step by step texting. Thanks to Justin. . .After him telling me to just shove my tongue down the throat. So yeah.."

I let out a snort. "Don't do that. " he just rolled his eyes. "Tell me about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"All of it. "

I just looked at him, he held a smirk. "Fact for fact?"

"Deal."