One Step Closer

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A/n
Okay, this has been going on really long so I'm gonna end this soon, do you want a sad ending or a happy one?

Kellin's POV

I was finally off one-on-one after a week. Currently, Vic and I were sitting in my bed talking about bands and writing lyrics and if we ever got out of this hell we could do a song together.

"King For a Day is such a good song. We should do that one together!" Vic was flipping though his lyric book and stopped on a page, "Did I ever sing it to you?" I tried to remember, "Oh yeah, we both sang it together. We already talked about doing this together." I giggled and he hit me with a pillow playful, "Hey, sorry I don't have perfect memory like you."

We laughed it off, I looked into his deep chocolate eyes, by green ones wide as he inched closer to me. He looked conflicted but then made up his mind and kissed me, not gently but roughly, pushing me over on the bed.

He took control but I climbed on top and straddled, grinding through our skinny jeans and making us both hard. He sat up and moved us into a standing position so he could rid me of my jeans.

Smut y'all

I cast his shirt off and pulled mine over my head and threw it on the floor beside my bed. I took in his body as he pushed me on the bed and kissed my collar bone, making me moan and turning me on more.

He kissed down my chest to the hem of my boxers and using his teeth he pulled them off revealing my hard-on. He stroked me lightly then licked me from base to tip before taking me into his mouth. His warm lips were quick, bobbing and licking the tip, my fingers found their way to his long wavy hair.

He gripped my hips as I bucked in, my tip hitting the back of his throats and he made a small choking noise, he stared up at me as I bit my lip. He was so sexy, "I'm cl-close." I managed to get out, that only made him go faster and make me moan louder, he threw a pillow at my face to muffle the noises since we were still in the hospital and not an actual room.

I came into his mouth and he swallowed every last bit of it, still sucking. He gradually slowed down before taking me out of his warm mouth. I gasped as he smirked and threw my boxers at me, how could I even recover from that?

Okay it's over

"Have you done that before?" I asked in amazement as I struggled to pull on my skinny jeans, "A few times, it felt right." I nodded, "Hell yeah it did, that was amazing." I pulled my shirt back on and handed him his.

"You'll have to return the favor sometime soon." He winked at me as a nurse walked in to check on us, "You have a hour before dinner if you'd like to set up for it." We both nodded and followed her out, I was still breathless from the blow job but I had to keep calm.

"I'll definitely repay you, tonight if you're up to it." I winked seductively and he smiled, "I'm yours."

We set up for dinner in mostly silence then we both sat on the couch before remembering we didn't have our notepads, Vic ran to get them and I thought back to just five minutes ago, how did we not get caught? What if we got caught tonight? What would happen if we got caught? Would we be separated and forbidden to talk to one another?

Vic came in and shook me from my daze, "You okay?" I expressed my fears to him and he laughed, "While you were gone and I had no one to talk to I memorized the nurses patterns, they come in every fifteen minutes during the day and every half hour during the night, we'll be fine. Trust me."

I did so I didn't think about it again. I glanced through my notebook, sudden inspiration gripped me so I wrote it all down as quick as I could,

There's so many things that I could say
But I'm sure it would come out all wrong
You got something that I can't explain
Still try and try and let you know

That first summer we spent's one we'll never forget
Looking for any kind of reason to escape all this mess that
We thought was what made us
Ain't it funny now? We can see
This is who we're meant to be

You still have all my
You still have all my
You still have all my heart

There's too many times I have to say
I could've been better and stronger for you and me
You always make me feel okay
Those late summers we spent, stay up talking all night
I'd ask, "You think we'd ever make it?"
You'd say, "I'm sure if it's right."
Ain't it funny to think how stupid I used to be?
I hope you still believe

You still have all of my
You still have all of my
You still have all of my heart.

Vic looked over my shoulder as I finished it, "Aw is that song bout me?" He smirked but I blushed and nodded, "Whoa really? You wrote a song for me?" I blushed deeper, "I didn't mean for you to see it yet, I'm not done yet."

He looked away quickly, blushing himself, a blast of cold wind and a rough once came from the doorless doorway and an old man came in with the black dresser thing that held the food in.

"Are you going to eat?" Vic asked as we set out the styrofoam boxes and our peers filed in, "I dunno, I don't remember what I ordered." We sat down at the table and opened the boxes containing our hospital food.

"Gross, what even is this?" I used my fork to pick up the piece of weird meat-like substance, "I think it's meatloaf." Frank poked at his next to me, Vic shudders and pushed it away, "what's the soup?" We walked over to the soup, the containers read 'Potato'. "Same."

We took the containers and tried it, it definitely wasn't good but I was probably much better then the meatloaf. Frank also took the soup but everyone else had the dinner.

"So, what did you two do before dinner then?" Frank asked pleasantly, Vic and I laughed nervously.

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