(A/N I'm sure it's not even considered smut, but you've been warned.)
I woke up to my phone singing "MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME AND I-I MUST CONFESS I STILL BELIEVE'" and my brain pounding against my skull. I shielded my eyes from the harsh light in my face and groaned as I reached for my phone and cut Britney off at "GIVE ME A SIGN, HIT ME BABY-",
"I will stick a cactus up your ass."
How dare this peasant disrupt my
sleep?
"I'd rather Mr.Dixon stick something up my ass."
Brendon.
"What do you want?"
"Is that the way you greet your friends Mr.Quinn?"
"Screw you."
"Please."
"..What do you want?"
"Where the hell are you?"
"What do you mean? I was sleeping, before you decided to interrupt me." I said glaring at the sun in my face.
"You were sleeping? At..", he paused,"..12:37 P.M.?"
What.
"What."
"You missed the first three classes already." Another pause, "Why?"
I tried to shift but someone's arm tightened around my waist.
I froze and looked down at the tan arm.
What.
"Kellin? Are you there? Hellloooo?"
"I'll call you later, okay?"
I hung up and let my phone fall on the bed.
This bed wasn't mine, I didn't have a brown duvet. There was no window directly facing the bed in my room. My walls had posters everywhere, these walls were bare.
I slowly turned to face the person who I was pressed against.
He smirked at me sleepily, and I could've sworn my heart stopped for a second.
No way.
No way was I in Victor Ducking Fuentes' bed, and no way was his arm securely wrapped around my waist.
"Hey, there, sleeping beauty." He said grinning, his voice husky.
"I-..Why..What am I doing here?"
"Isn't it obvious?" He paused and I shook my head,"We fucked." I paled.
What.
"What."
"You heard me", he leaned closer until his lips hovered over my ear, his arm tightening and pulling me closer, his bare chest against mine, and whispered,
"We fucked."
My eyes widened as an involuntary shiver ran through me. "B-But.. N-no we didn't.."
He chuckled and said, "Why, of course we did." His arm lowered and he squeezed my ass, which, by the way, was only covered by boxers.
I squealed at the sudden touch and slapped his hand away.
He laughed at my expression, "Do you really not remember anything or are you just playing along?"
I blinked and said,"Jesus, I'm so confused."
He laughed again and I pouted; I knew that we didn't fuck (*cough* unfortunately), because my ass would be in a lot of pain right now since I've never.. y'know.
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Playing With Fire
FanfictionKELLIC; When Kellin moves to California with his mom, he meets a Mexican boy by the name of Vic Fuentes, who, along with his brother and best friends, is the leader of a gang known as PTV. The thing is, Vic's position in the gang may prove to be too...
