Call It What You Want (Kellic)

Glitters

"I guess we could wrap it all up for today." Tony sighed in contentment, a toothy grin present on his face as he said so, leaning back on the chair with a stretch of his limbs.

"I can't believe we're half-way through with this damn book." I muttered, standing up and stretching my back, a couple of popping sounds heard around my office as I did so. Tony and I have been in this office for almost the entire day. He told me that we should do a sit-down meeting and conceptualizing regarding my upcoming book and of course, I agreed.

To be honest, I've never been this invested in my books before. Don't get me wrong, of course I've spent so much time writing and making all of my books but with this one, it's just very enticing to me. I feel like I'm a reader while in the process of writing it. I get so lost in my head whenever I sit down and jot down words. The amount of concentration that I give to this book is insane but at the same time, I just couldn't help myself. Seeing as the actual inspiration for this book is living with me under one roof, I just can't deny how excited I feel whenever I get to unfold more things about Kellin. He, himself, is an art form and I can't help but to want to look at him and study him more as days pass by.

I honestly think that an entire book wouldn't give Kellin justice. The kid's too something for that. Something. Who the hell knows what that something is, really. When trying to describe him in my head, I couldn't think of the proper words that would suit him perfectly. Yes, he's adorable, he's nice, he's humble, he's warm, he's pretty, he's joyful, he's talented, he's inspiring, he's gorgeous; but what's the word that would sum all of those up, really?

Perfect.

"Gonna order Chinese, you good with that?" Tony snapped me off of my thoughts as he stood and grabbed his phone, eyes not even leaving his device as he spoke.

I nodded, still stuck in a daze. "Yeah sure."

"It's on me, don't worry." He chuckled, going for the door of my office, leaving me alone with my own confused thoughts.

I don't know what I'll do with myself, most of the time. I used to be stuck in this boring cycle before I met him but now, I wake up with the will of excitement, ready to see my inspiration - ready to get up and be inspired.

Inspiration.

Maybe that's the word that I'm looking for to describe the kid. He is my focal inspiration at the moment and although kind of peculiar, seeing as I've never felt like this for a guy before, I'm not mad or freaked out about it. It actually makes me feel refreshed, if you will. It's a something that I've never felt before and I am keen on feeling so much more because the thought of it being new to me is too inviting, if you know what I mean.

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Tony and I's little dinner together was shortly lived seeing as his girlfriend texted him, asking if he could come home early. Although feeling weirdly lonely, I let him be since I feel guilty for keeping him here with me for far too long for the book.

That's another feeling that's been bugging me lately - the absolute and horrific feeling of loneliness. Loneliness in the sense of having that one person that you're fond of not reciprocating your feelings. I couldn't and wouldn't blame him, though. Also, it's not like this is the actual first time that this same scenario happened to me, anyways. Maybe Danielle's right, I'm just this guy that can easily be seen as just a friend.
I don't know about you but for my opinion, I think alcohol is a great companion. Drinking alone? It doesn't matter, alcohol can keep you company with its warm and soothing presence. My choice of preference is good ol' vodka. I don't know, it just feels nice, drinking it, and it's straight to the point, gets the job done (if you know what I mean). A lot of people think that vodka tastes horrible and that it tastes solely like antibacterial rubbing alcohol but I like it and you can basically mix it with almost everything.