The Bucket List (Kellic)

18. Prom Night

Prom starts in two hours and I am currently pacing around my room while the girls are doing each others hair and makeup. I'm not sure why I was so nervous but I was. 

"Kellin, everything is going to be fine. You're going to have the time of your life tonight." Clair says, trying to calm me down. 

"I know, I know." I say with a sigh, running my hands over my face. 

"Good. Now, tell me, does my makeup look alright?" She asks.

"Yeah." I tell her honestly. "It's bringing out your eyes."

"Good. Now go get your tux on." She says, handing it to me and shooing me into the bathroom.

I sigh and hand the tux on the shower rail before turning around and looking at myself in the mirror. I've slowly begin to notice that I am paler and weaker than before. 

I shake my head and start to change into my tux with no difficulty until I reached my tie.

"Bliss." I whine, knowing that she was still standing in the hallway.

"I got you." She says, coming into the bathroom and taking the tie from me. 

"Thank you." I tell her, tilting my head back slightly.

"It's no problem. Also, I went and picked up a boutonniere for you to put on Vic's tux." She tells me. 

"A what?" I ask her. 

"Ya know, that flower thing that's on a guys tux? They usually get them to match with the girls flowers or whatever they get." She tells me like it was obvious. 

"I thought they just called those flowers." I say in shock. 

"Oh my god." She laughs, turning around and throwing her arms over her head then walking back into my room where the other girls were. I laugh and follow her back in. 

The girls looked absolutely stunning. It looked like they had gone to see professionals instead of each other in my crappy bedroom. 

"You look great, Kell." Carli says while she's putting on her silver heels. 

"Thank you. You three look great, as well." I tell them, taking my phone off the charger and seeing I have a text from Vic. "Also, Vic said they'll be here in, like, twenty minutes." I tell them.

They all nod their heads and finish up any last touches they need before the guys get here. I'm not gonna lie, I am super nervous. Though, I know there isn't anything to be worried about. I guess it's just the fact that I'm going to the school again. I know I was just there but that was only for twenty minutes or so. 

A few minutes later, after the girls had just finished, there was a knock at my door.

"Hey, the guys are here. Get out here so I can take pictures." My mom says from behind the door.

"Alright." I tell her, watching as the girls grab their small purses then follow me out of the room. The first thing I see is my mom my taking pictures of the guys. I honestly don't mind that I was put into the 'girls' group. They were closer to me than Justin and Dakota were. 

Mike was the first one to notice us, causing the other to look at us. Vic immediately walked over to me and pull me into a hug. 

"I missed you." He whispers into my ear before kissing my cheek. 

"I missed you, too." I whisper back. We haven't seen each other in almost a week. We've both been kind of busy with end of senior year projects and stuff. 

"Okay lovebrids. Break it up. I need lots of pictures." My mom says, clapping her hands together.

After way too many poses and pictures, we were finally on our way to the place where Prom is being held. Prom had started an hour ago but we were in no hurry.

Since there were too many of us, Mike, Carli, Vic, and I are in Vic's car while Dakota, Bliss, Justin, and Clair are in Dakota's. 

 Vic held my hand as we walked into the big building. The decorations were so beautiful and unique. 

"Are you excited?" Vic asks me over the music.

"I don't know. I'm kind of nervous." I tell him honestly. 

"That's okay. Also, don't drink the punch. Oliver Sykes spiked it." He informs me. I laugh and nod my head. Vic smiles and pulls me over to an empty table and sits down. I sit down in a chair beside him but turn it so we were facing each other. 

Honestly, it's going to suck not being able to dance as much as everyone else. My tank will get in the way too much and I can't risk passing out.  

While in my thoughts, I didn't notice Vic staring at me until he tapped my knee. I shook my head and looked back at him just for his lips to be pressed to mine. Obviously, I kissed back, missing the feeling of his lips pressed against mine. 

We pulled apart when the DJ said he was going to slow things down a little. Vic looks at me with a smirk and stands up.

"May I have this dance?" He asks, holding his hand out to me. 

"You may," I say with a giggle, placing my hand in his and standing up. He leads us out to the dance floor then wraps his arms around my waist while I wrap mine around his neck. 

For a few moments, we sway in silence just looking into each other's eyes, adoration radiating off both of our bodies. 

"Thank you." I tell him, breaking the silence.

"For you what?" He asks. 

"Bringing me here, loving me, asking me on a date, being there for me, and just being you." I tell him. 

"Oh, well, in that case, you're welcome." He says with his charming smile. 

"I love you so much." I tell him, resting my head on his shoulder.

"I love you so much, too." He says, squeezing me tighter. 

After the song ended, we found the rest of our small group and hung out with them for maybe an hour until I started getting bored. 

I was about to ask Vic if we could go back to his house but he beat me to it.

"I'm kind of bored, want to head back to my place early?" He asks.

"I thought you'd never ask." I say, letting out a sigh of relief. We say our goodbyes to our friends before heading out of the building.

"Well, that was fun while it lasted." He says, opening his car door for me to get. I nod in agreement. 

The drive to Vic's house was pretty much silent except for the quiet sound of the radio.

When we get to his house, I grab the bag I threw in here with a change of clothes and walk with him into the house. His parents were out of town for the weekend and Mike was going to stay at Dakota's over night so it was just Vic and I. 

When we got to his room, he was standing by his bed when I realized I wanted to further our relationship. 

I walked over to him, got on my tip toes, and kissed him. As if on instinct, he hands went my hips and my arms went around his neck. He falls back onto his bed, pulling me on top of him so I straddle his hips.

"Kells," He says, pulling out of the kiss, "How far are we taking this?" He asks. 

"Well, I'm okay with going all the way." I tell him sheepishly.

"Then I am to." He says, tucking a strand of hair behind me. 

I smile and bite my lip, leaning down to whisper in his ear, "Take me."

And that's just what he did and I wouldn't have it any other way. 

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I was going to write smut but then I decided it wouldn't fit well with what this story is about. 

Also, marching band season is over so I'll probably be able to update more. The reason I don't update much is because I really only have free time on weekends and that's usually used for catching up on sleep.