kiss me like you mean it k.q/v.f

fifteen

warning: ...fluff

it was a monday afternoon at 12:07. kellin and the guys were all at his house for the day. surprising, i know.

mary had left a note on the refrigerator, saying she wouldn't be home for about a week due to a business trip. all she left was $10 and a lighter for kellin's cigarettes.

to anyone else, mary would seem like a horrible neglecting mother. to kellin, he was happy. why? cause his mom had never left him money when she left for her business trips.

it's not like the family was poor. they were quite the opposite, actually. they lived in a huge white house and only owned expensive things. but mary never spent money on kellin, resulting in the boy doing everything for himself.

$10 meant a lot, even if it wasn't too much.

with a huge house to himself for a week, kellin decided to do the only thing he felt fitting for this situation;

have a week sleepover with his best friends.

"so, my mom is out of town for a week. can you guys like, i don't know, crash at my place for the week?" kellin asked, an eyebrow raised at everyone around him.

as if they all knew what the other was going to do next, they all grinned and yelled, making kellin know the answer.

"dude! yes! dude! dude! we can throw a fucking party!" jaime yelled, jumping up and down before running to his bedroom in vic's house.

yes, vivian gave each boy their own room. she loved jaime and tony, so she treated them like her sons, meaning they got a room.

"i don't know so much about a party, but hurry up. i don't want my annoying neighbor to see you guys." kellin said with an eyeroll, throwing himself onto the black couch.

tony and mike giggled like idiots, running to their rooms to find clothes, leaving vic and kellin.

"what, you don't want clothes?" kellin asked quietly. he watched fondly as vic sat down next to him, wrapping a strong arm around his waist.

vic shrugged and smiled, a faint dimple on his cheek. today, he was wearing a hoop for his nose ring. his tan face looked very nice in the dim light of the living room and kellin could feel himself falling in love with vic.

"i'll just wear your clothes, babe. no biggie," he said in a sweet voice, as if kellin was supposed to know that.

"you, vic fuentes, bad boy of the school, are going to wear my clothes?" the taller boy asked with a shocked brow raised, smirking when vic thought about it.

"on second thought, i think i'll bring a couple of shirts. just in case." vic said quickly before getting up and running to his room, leaving a laughing kellin.

about 15 minutes later, all four boys had a small bag packed with all of their essentials.

vic and mike texted their mother, vivian; that they would be staying at kellin's for the week with jaime and tony. she accepted, obviously.

five boys found themselves racing to a car and motorcycle, fighting for 7 minutes about who was going in what form of transportation to kellin's house.