Falling For The Help [A Kellic]

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Okay guys so after this only one more chapter left! I'm sad this book is ending but with new endings come new beginnings. As those of you who have read quite a few of my stories you know that once a book ends a new one begins! The one I'll be starting after this one is called I Fell In Love With A Stripper, here's you lovely creatures a description:

When someone catches your eye it's hard to forget about them and once they've touched you forgetting them is nearly impossible. Vic experiences this first hand during a night out with some friends where he meets Kellin.

Kellin's very good at what he does. He can easily draw in a crowd with a few shakes of his hips and a couple sultry smiles, his skills in the bedroom also make him a crowd favorite. Vic spends a night with the raven haired boy and instantly becomes addicted to his touch.

But soon it turns into wanting more than just sex from the boy.  Vic falls for him but Kellin refuses to believe that that's even possible. In his mind he's just a whore, nothing more.

So that story will be up once the last chapter of this story is published, but I have another questions for you guysssss I currently have two (poorly made) covers for this story and I wanted to know which one you guys liked the best! Vote in the comments below!

Sooooo let me know which cover you like the most and that'll be the winner lol. These are kinda bad but hey I'm not the best cover maker🙃 anyway enjoy this chapter and have an amazing day/night/whatever time it is💕🖤💕🖤

Kellin's POV

I happily walked down the stairs, trying my best to be quiet so I wouldn't disturb anyone and so no one would question where I was going. Vic wanted to go on a very early breakfast date. I had previously stayed the night with him but had slipped back inside my own house to grab my phone. Now all I had I do was get back outside.

I was half way out the back door when I heard someone clear their throat from behind me. I saw the flicker of a light and I left out a breath of air, knowing I had been caught.
"And where have you been? Matter of fact where are you going?" I heard the smooth voice of my Mother say. I turned and saw her leaning on hallway hall.
"I'm waiting for an answer." She crossed her arms.
"I've just been hanging out with some friends." I said and my hand went up to fiddle with the necklace around my neck.
" 'Friends' huh? You sure about that?"
"Yes Mom."
"Why the sudden interest in going out the back door then? I assume you meet your friends out front right? There's no one back that way besides the repair guy."
"This door is less squeaky." I said nervously.

She laughed. "Honey not a door in the house squeaks. How do you think I would feel if someone important came over and my doors were squeaking? Wouldn't look too good on me."
"Well they need to be checked again."
She gave me a look and made a show of walking down the hall to the front door and opening it. She opened it slowly, no squeak. She opened it quickly, no squeak. She opened it in a normal fashion, no squeak. I gulped as she came back down the hall and motioned for me to move over. I did and she opened the door three different times like she had done with the front door only moments before. No squeaks.

"I don't see what your talking about? Did you hear it make any noise?" I slowly shook my head. "That's what I thought. Now how about you tell me the truth? Who are you going to see?"
"I told you a friend."
"Does this friend have a name?"
"Does it really matter!" I said raising my voice slightly, I was getting frustrated.
"Yes it does. If you're sneaking off to see some lowlife I want to know. Your actions," she pointed a finger at me. "Reflect me." She then pointed to herself.

"Mom I am nineteen and I thi-"
"You may be nineteen but you live under my roof and use my money f-."
"Technically it's Dads money."
"Watch it." She said in a hard tone. "One slip up and poof it's all gone. No more money for poor little Kellin."
"What kind of Mother are you?" I said I'm disbelief.
"The kind who cares how people look at me and my family. How am I supposed to tell people you're screwing the help?!"
"It's none of their damn business!" I yelled.

"So you admit it?" She said with a smug grin.
"No! I never said that."
"I will find out the truth Kellin."
"You do that then." I said and shook my head again. I reached for the back door and opened it.
"Where are you going?"
"To hang out with a friend like I said before." I told her and then slipped completely out the door. I made sure to steer myself around the house and down the driveway. I knew she was watching out the window so I made sure there was no way she could see me before I called Vic, explaining briefly what had happened. I told him to wait about an hour before leaving just in case she was watching for him. He said he would but he was worried about me being outside that long. I assured him I was safe on my little piece of sidewalk and we talked a few more minutes before I said goodbye and rested my head on my knees.

Thoughts were swirling in my head. Would my Mom really stop paying for my education? Would my Dad let her? If it really came between money for college and Vic which would I choose? If I'm thinking rationally about this my parents seem like the logical option. I liked Vic, a lot, more than I'll probably ever let myself admit but my feeling for him wouldn't pay for a pricey education.

I tried to stop thinking and just started humming the song Vic wrote for me. An hour went by quicker than I expected because soon I heard a vehicle pulling up. I looked up and sure enough it was Vic. I got to my feet and opened the car door. I climbed in and the first thing Vic did was pull me towards him and kiss me deeply.
"How come I missed you so much in that short amount of time?" He whispers and I just shook my head.
"No clue, but I missed you the most I think. I mean I was sitting on the sidewalk with nothing but my thoughts to occupy me."
"You're the one who told me to wait." He pointed out. "Otherwise I'd have been right there."
"Blame my Mom." I said with a scowl on my face, which Vic made a point to kiss away. After he finished peppering my face with kisses he pulled back and tuck some loose strands of hair behind my ear.
"You're perfect and don't let anything she says get to you." I smiled at him and kissed him sweetly. He was the perfect one and I begged whatever god that existed that I could keep calling him mine for a long while, but that still didn't stop my stomach from churning and thinking of the worst.