I Don't Care if You're Sick

First Kiss

A/N
Sorry y'all, I was at a forced retreat. It sucked and I'm tired but here's a shitty chapter

Kellin's POV

After breakfast, which I reluctantly ate, we had 15 minute before the first 'therapy' which was just reading the rules of group and the lounge and then rating our mood. I never understood the mood thing, like what the hell I just woke up.

"Okay, let's do this." Ashley entered the room, he sat down on a chair and looked around the room, "Kellin, you start." I sighed, "I don't know, I guess a five or something." We went a round the room, most everyone was a six or higher except Gerard who was a three and Ronnie who was a four.

"Gerard, do you want to talk about why you're a three?" Ashley knew the answer but he asked anyways, it was part of his job to know everyone's business. What a job.

Gerard shook his head, he had his hoodie up, "Gerard, you can't have your hood up, you know the rules." He sighed and took it off slowly.

"Okay, now, Ronnie why are you a four?" Ronnie rolled his eyes, "I got a call from my dad and he said that he's moving me to Horizon."

We all gave him a look of sympathy, even Ashely, "I'm sorry I didn't know." Spring Horizon was the state asylum for really crazy people. Gerard had been there once and he was transferring there soon as well.

"When are you leaving?" Vic liked Ronnie, so did I, he was funny and relaxed person even though he was a recovering addict and went through relapses a lot.

"Well, it has been your fourth time here and you still do drugs, maybe Horizon will maybe be a better place.

Ronnie shrugged like he didn't care but I knew he did, he hated being around new people.

"I'm sorry Ronnie, I hope that that place will help you." Oli spoke up as he entered the room. "I went there when I was addicted and they straightened me out, I hope they do the same to you so you don't have to go back."

Oli and Ashley were the two therapists everyone liked. Ashely tried to convince us he was in BVB because he had the name of the bassist but we all knew he wasn't.

Oli was in a band called Bring Me the Horizon, maybe he named it that because of the asylum or maybe from the Pirates of the Caribbean.

"I didn't know you went there. What was it like?" Ronnie was desperate for any confirmation that this place would be helpful and he wouldn't have to come back here or go there again. Ronnie was really trying to clean up but it was hard when your father was also an addict and your mother left you and your brother to be raised by him.

"It was really helpful, I went there because everyone hated me, my family wanted to kill me and I wanted to die, but my band stayed with me and got me help. I owe my life to them."

Ronnie seemed more confident now that he had heard that, he gave a weak smile and looked down at his notepad, writing down madness.

"Alright y'all have 30ish minutes before it's time for therapy so everyone go to your rooms except Kellin."

They all shuffled out and Oli and Ashley left too, I was alone again.

I opened my notebook and thought of some lyrics,

Everyday is all the same, like no matter what reason is the seasons never change.

I think of all the time I spend drifting far away and zoning out as I'm clocking in

Tell my loved ones that I miss them well.

I stared at the words, I was so tired and I wanted to go back to bed.

I waited for the hour to be up so I could go back to bed, I wasn't interested in staying up for the rest of this bullshity day.

"Hey, Ashley and Oli said I could stay with you for the rest of the hour. I mean, if you want me too like I don't have to."

I patted the seat next to me and Vic sat down, "What were you writing?"

"I dunno," I shrugged, "It just sorta came to me...wanna see it?"
Vic nodded and took the book and flipped through it, commenting on some songs and occasionally askin what the the tune of a song was.

"Wow, you're a really good writer when it comes to lyrics and notes when did you start writing?"

I shrugged again "I dunno, I've always wanted to be a singer and start a band. If I ever get out of here and get past this stage of life I'm going to start a band with my best friend, Justin."

"What kind of music do you want to make? Like rock, punk, screamo or..."

"Kinda like screamo, punk rock, maybe some post-hardcore. What about you?"

"Same. I like screamo, I can sorta scream." I rolled my eyes, "Dude you are awesome at screaming, like seriously, it's fucking awesome."

He blushed slightly and turned away, "Aw, you're cute when you blush like that." He colored even more at that, I laughed and looked back at my writing before I felt a hand turn my head and Vic's lips captured mine I kissed back without thinking.

I suddenly remembered something and pushed him off me, "I-I'm sorry I uh I um I don't know what came over me.."
"No it's not that it's just that there's cameras in here." He looked up and saw the camera in the corner of the room, "Fuck. I'm sorry." I smiled at him, "My hour's up, we can go to our room if you want."
"Sure."

A/N
So it's kinda early in the story I dunno if there should be smut yet, what do y'all think? But comment what you think on the subject please.
I'm really curious and I can't write another chapter if you don't comment