chapter 19

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by http-emily

by http-emily

THEY KISSED! OHLALA. HMM... Im not sure whether or not to change this to Oliver Sykes/Kellin Quinn because I have two endings. I'm not sure which one to use for real! This is not the end, this is not near the end... its all good. chill. anyway.... I'm rambling. goodbye and enjoy the reading.

OLIVERS POV

Did Anna just... kiss me? Well, not actually kiss me, but her soft lips just grazed my cheek. I was so shocked, but I was happy.

I know she said she liked me, but I thought she was just humoring me. Maybe it was a friendly gesture. No, no, my conscious tells me. She likes you, so stop putting yourself down over it. She even told you, man. Just yesterday.

These thoughts fill my uneasy mind the whole drive back to my house.

There is just something about the way Anna smiles, laughs, talks, walks, and just exists. I was so worried about starting Payne High because I didn't think anyone would like me. I am a bit different. I already have a half sleeve and I'm only seventeen years old. I'm younger than most of my class, because my birthday is in November.

My hair is a bit shaggy, but now that I've witnessed Payne's student body, that insecurity is gone. Kellin's hair is longer than mine. Mitch's hair was shaggy also. Even that Vic guy, his hair is longer than mine.

Once I saw Anna, I immediately thought she was the most beautiful girl. I am sure that everyone feels the same way. I saw the way guys looked at her while she walked down the hallway. They looked at her, so desperately and the way their mouths hung open, it was pathetic. But I knew that I held the same expressions as everyone else.

I pulled into the small driveway, and noticed Kari and my father were both gone. Maybe they went to bathe my father in some holy water. I snort out loud.

The moment I walk through the door, a stinging punch meets my cheek.

KELLINS POV

I heard Oliver's car pull up to the house. That dumb bitch. He knows that Anna and I just split, even if it is temporary, and he tried to sleep with her. I know he did. I heard her voice this morning. I just didn't want to say anything about it, because I want her to forgive me.

I wait by the door, and the moment he opens it, I will hit him. Screw how much bigger he is than me. I'm not scared to fight for the girl I love. I know he is only trying to get her in bed. I know his past.

The screen door slams shut and Oliver snorts. Bitch ass. The front door opens and my fist connects with his jaw. He grunts in a painful manner. That's right bitch.

Before I can collect my thoughts, Oliver nails me tight in the area between my ear and my eye. He tackles me to the ground and repeatedly hits my face. Kellin, get up, I tell myself. Every ounce of strength I have is used to lift Oliver up off of me, so I am able to get some punches in.

"You little bitch!" I yell. There is so much adrenaline flowing through my veins, it is hard to contain myself. I swing at Oliver left and right, not caring where my punches may land.

I was so caught up in myself, Oliver lifts me and throws me into the couch. I groan in pain. He wipes a streak of sweat and a bit of blood from his forehead. He gets close to my face, hits me dead in the nose, and whispers, "Fuck you."

When Oliver hit me in the nose, I'm sure he broke or dislocated my nose. I'm pretty sure I heard a crack.

"Fuck," I mutter and rise to my feet. Things get dizzy as I stumble to my room.

QOTD HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A FIST FIGHT?