As it was nearing the end of the day, I felt Vic come up to be from behind. Can't he just leave?
"Hey Kells, are you free this weekend?" He asked, grabbing my shoulder and spinning me around. I have to come up with a lie. Now.
"Um, n-no I have my..umm m-my uncles...funeral...no I don't... u-m" I stuttered, shrugging sheepishly.
"Come on Kellin, I know you aren't. Come over on Saturday." He asked, running away soon after that. Uncles funeral? What the actual fuck, Kellin.
I have no choice but to go to Vics. I wonder why he wants to be friends with me?
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The rest of the day as uneventful, and just plain boring. I needed a reliable lie to not go to Vics. I was not interested. At. All. Maybe it's just some kind of sick joke. Oh well. I guess I have to find him now, yay. I walked in front of his class, this period we didn't have classes together, phew. I poorly swung my bag over my shoulder, waiting impatiently for him to hurry his lazy ass up. I peak through the window, just to find tat Vic was talking do a person which sounded like he had a thick British accent. Which any guy or girl would swoon over. I felt something inside of me I've never felt before. A tinge of jealously. Why? I have no idea. I'm not jealous of vic, am I? I banged on the window, gaining both Vics and the British guys attention. Vic stood there, looking as confused as a child who had misplaced their crayon. Something must've clicked in his mind, as he started waving goodbye to that strange person and walking out of the door.
"Whats up kells? Sorry that was just my friend Oliver." He said, pushing a bit of his hair out of his face.
"Oh nothing, anyway, why do you want me to come over?" I asked, looking down on the short Mexican boy. He simply shrugged. I kept looking at him, trying to figure out if he was hiding something. As I stared into his eyes. I saw something. Something I knew all to well. Lying. He was lying.
"Vic, I know you're lying. Why do you really want me over?" I asked, trying to push the answer out of him.
Vic kinda just stood there, hesitating.
"No reason, thought you were cool and all. So why not invite you over?" He said, a bit quickly for him not to be lying. I nodded in response, I didn't want to fight with him.
"We can walk or I can-"
"walking is fine" I replied quickly, not letting vic finish his sentence. Vic nodded, heading in the direction of his house.
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Vic stopped walking in front of a beautifully structured house, painted a nice shade of light beige.
"Um, here's my house, whatcha wanna do?" Vic asked, turning to face me.
"I mean, it's your house so you can pick." I replied, boredom laced within my voice. Honestly, not to be rude, this is really boring. I turned to face Vic, seeing a small pout form on his lips. A smile pushed through my straight face, shaking my head.
"We can listen to music up in my room?" Vic said, pointing towards the front door. I nodded slightly, as he walked up the door and up the creaky staircase. From what I figured from being inside the house,m it was very old. Hence the creaky staircase. I ran my fingers along the wall, trudging up it. The walls of the house were covered in photos of him and his family. I stopped, staring at one specific one. The photo was Vic and his brother, Mike. I couldn't help but notice how adorable Vic looked in his oversized blue jumper and black skinny jeans. Once I reached his room, the first thing I saw was tat his room was littered in posters of bands. Might I add, awesome bands.
"Nice...posters." I said, almost like I was in a trance. I ran my fingers down one, looking down then back at him.
"Thanks..." he replied shortly after that.
"So, um.. why did you want me over, again?" I ask, breaking the awkward silence.
"Like I said before, I thought you were cool. So why not invite you over? I mean it seems fair enough."
He has a point.
"Touché." I chuckled, taking a seat on the floor while he sits on his bed. I smile as I look up at him, noticing him rummaging through his cd collection.
"What cd do you wanna listen to?" He asked, handing me the box of CDs. I scavenged through some, until I pulled out one, Nirvana. One of my favourite bands.
"This one?" I asked, handing him teh cd. He nods and puts it in the CD player. I was greeted by the beautiful sound of Kurt Cobains voice, echoing through the entire house. I started to lip sync to the music, surrounding me. I looked up at Vic, seeing that he was also lip syncing. I glanced around his room, noticing a guitar, which was shoved in the corner of his room.
"Hey vic. Do you play?" I asked, pointing to the acoustic guitar.
"I used too, I stopped after... umm.." he replied, fidgeting with his fingers. I just nodded, not wanting to question with him. But I was curious about why he stopped. What happened? Did someone die? Did he have something wrong with him? Is he okay? By now, my palms were sweating and my hands were shaking. I need to leave before I really started to get panicked.
"Um.. i should go.." I said, standing up quickly.
"What? We haven't even done anything.." Vic said, pouting.
"No no..it's okay. I'll let myself out.. I have umm...family issues..."I replied, quickly shutting the door to his room. What the actual fuck was that? Family issues? What the hell. Well done Kellin in making a huge fool out of yourself.Vics pov
I watched as Kellin left the room with a slam of my bedroom door. What was that all about? I shrugged, not wanting to question what's going on in his home. Why am I even worrying about this? My "friendship" with him isn't even supposed to be real. It's a joke.
I laid down on my bed, attempting to fall asleep as though I didn't get enough last night. But all tat kept coming into my head was that Kellin has family issues.
What am I even doing, this isn't right. I can't let his problems get to me. All he is to me is person. Just another boring person.
As I continue to think about how useless the human species is, I feel my eyelids get heavy, indicating that I was tired. I closed my eyes, wanting sleep to sweep me away from reality.
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Just "Friends" // Kellic
FanfictionVictor Vincent Fuentes: the popular kid in school is dared to befriend the outcast; Kellin Quinn. No smut, just fluff and drama xD