Impossible Body Type (A Kellic)

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My drink is now all over my jacket and my jacket is soaking wet but here's a chapter for you lovely little creatures💕

Chapter dedicationsssss:
@LillyLlayne
@KellinxAndxVic
@loveCA815

| Kellin's POV |

"That's all we will be going over today class! Make sure you have your worksheets done by tomorrow! Class dismissed." Mr. Way called out and I watched as all the kids trampled out of the room, as if they were afraid Mr. Way would suddenly change his mind and make them sit back down. I waited till the room was mostly cleared out before getting out of my seat and packing my things.

"Hey Kellin." I heard a voice say and I looked up to see Mr. Way sitting in the desk in front of me.
"H-hey." I said and tried to give a small smile.
"Are you doing okay?" He asked in a cheery voice.
"I-I'm f-fine." I nodded as I continued to put my things away.
"I just wanted to check because you seemed kind of out of it today in class."

He was right. I was overthinking again and my mind was stuck on what Matty had said over the weekend. I didn't want to be rude and I didn't want to make a fool of myself because of my stutter but I couldn't help it. It wouldn't stop.
"I-I'm just t-tired I-I g-guess." I told him.
"Well you know Franks office is always open, so anytime you need to, just go, okay? Don't worry about classes either he will write you a pass." He said and gave me a cheery smile before hopping up from the desk. "Now I'm off to take my sexy boyfriend to lunch. Have a good lunch yourself Kellin." He gave a little wave and grabbed his keys from his desk and headed out the door. I finished packing my things and headed out too.

I walked the deserted hallways by myself. It was so quiet and kind of creepy if I'm being honest. Some of the lights were shut off and some stray pieces of paper were being blown across the tiles by an imaginary wind. It would be about twenty minutes before anyone would be let out of class. I had a couple of different options. I could go sit by the football field. Go to the library. Hide in a bathroom stall. Wait for Vic by his class door. Go out and sit on the front steps. Vic it is.

Halfway to his classroom I became worried. What if he thought it was weird I waited on him? Maybe he didn't even want to see me even though we always met up for lunch. Maybe I should just turn and go stand by my locker where we usually meet. That way it won't seem too weird, but I'm already more than halfway to Vic's room. I sighed and stopped in the middle of the hallway.

I pulled my phone from my back pocket and sent Vic a text. As I waited for him to text me back I took a seat on the cold floor and leant up against a row of lockers. Once Vic did text back I mentioned that I got out of class early and he was quick to tell me that if I wanted to I could go ahead and meet him at his classroom if I wasn't going anywhere special. A weight lifted off my shoulders and I walked the last little bit to his class. I sat outside on the nearby bench and just waited, texting Vic every now and then.

Finally after what seemed like forever the bell rang and I sprung to my feet. Vic was the first out of the room and when he saw me a smile spread across his face. He greeted me with a hug and a 'Heys Kells' before pulling me out of the crowded hallway.
"Do you want to go off campus for lunch?" He asked as we stood in the almost vacant stairwell. I thought about it a moment before nodding my head. "Great." He said and then he did something I wasn't expecting.

He laced his fingers with mine and pulled me the rest of the way out of the school. Even when we started walking down the sidewalk he didn't let go. My hand was warm and the warmth was spreading all up my arm and into my chest, I'm pretty sure my face was warm too. I really like the way his slightly bigger hand captured all of mine and the way his thumb absentmindedly brushed back and forth across the top of my hand. Another oddly satisfying thing was the paleness of my hand against his tan one. I looked up at Vic to see him just smiling as we walked down the sidewalk. He turned towards me and made a goofy face which caused me to laugh and him to smile even bigger.

I don't know what it was about Vic but he just made me feel...like me. I know that sounds weird but it's just I feel I can be myself around him. He won't care about my stutter and all my other flaws. He accepts me for me and it really makes my heart leap for joy when I think about it. It's been so long since I've had a friend, besides Alan but he didn't live near me, that I had almost forgotten what it felt like. It was a good feeling and it was even better once I set my insecurities to the back of my mind.

Vic was the friend I had been waiting on. He didn't pressure me to tell him things and he always was there if I needed him. We hadn't been friends for too terribly long but I hoped it would last. I gave him another glance and smiled widely at him. I liked this. I liked having a friend. I liked Vic being around. And I liked the warmth I got from holding his hand.