This song is dedicated to a song I used to love when I was little... It's a country song so I'm not too keen of it today but it's still pretty good. One of the only exceptions.
Reposted like an hour after I posted it because not only did I correct some spelling errors, I accidentally left out something big
•|Kellin's Pov|•
"Not true, it's not true." I sniffled as my hands shook at my sides. My back was to my dad and my mom was sitting on the edge of my bed. I sobbed, and turned to my dad, and glared with the coldest, hardest stare I had ever used in my life.
"You did this!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "You did this!" I ran right at him. I started beating against his chest with my fists. "I hate you! I hate you so fucking much!" I screamed. He grabbed my wrists and slid down the wall, which made me go down with him. My attempts at hitting him got weaker, and soon he was holding my head to his chest, and I cried into it.
Vic pulled me to him until I was straddling him, and I laughed loudly when he hit his elbow against the car door.
"Shut up." He hissed, and pulled me into a kiss. I melted into the kiss and let my arms lazily rest around his neck. Vic had just pulled his truck into a field of grass and decided that we would stay here for a while. I leant back a little and pressed against the wheel, which made us both jump when I accidentally pressed the horn. I jolted away from the kiss, but rested my forehead against his when I relaxed.
"What do you see in your future?" I asked in a whisper, because a louder volume wasn't necessary. I was literally on his lap in the cramped seat of a truck.
"What do you see in your future?" He retorted, and I giggled.
"I'm serious." I smiled, cupped his cheeks in my hands and pecked his lips. He sighed as he stared lovingly into my eyes, and said nothing for a few minutes.
"You." He whispered finally, and I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.
"What do you see in your future?" He asks again, and I gave him a cheeky smile, before I opened the door to his truck and ram outside of it. Vic quickly followed me, and he chased me around the field. He ran slowly to tease, because he could've caught me in seconds if he wanted to. Finally, he tackled me to the ground, and we were a mess of tangled limbs and laughs on the slightly tall grass.
