Choose. (A Kellic & Fuenciado FanFic)

Chapter ; 3

"Two days until the concert," I whispered to myself. Just today and tomorrow. I can get through that.

My brother rolled over on his bed and looked across at me. "At 11:30 we're gonna go to the beach!" He announced.

"How do you know ?" I asked him.

"Mom said."

I climbed out of bed and brushed my hair. I checked the time. 11. I'd better get into my swimsuit. I put it on, and slipped a Sleeping with Sirens shirt over it. Then i remembered something.

I ran over to my phone, and turned it on.

309 messages from Stacey saying happy birthday. Wow.

"Thanks , ily Stac. Wyd?" I texted back.

I waited.

"Nm hby."

"Nothing. SWS concert on Friday. c; "

"Eewww , those emo bands are stupid ..."

"Omg stacey ur so stupid. I gtg , ilysm "

"Ily2".

I turned off my phone.

11:30.

My mom came out of the bathroom in her bathing suit. My dad as well.

"Ready ? They asked.

"Yeahh!"

-

At the beach, my father took the towels from the trunk and went and layed them down as my mom, brother and I got our floaties ( lol.). My dad came back and pointed to the ocean.

"Some emo faggot is with his gay friends across the beach. They were singing some song in the hightest pitched voice possible for men." He said. My first thought was , ' Wow! Singing guys on the beach. Like my dream guy. Wow.'

I climbed out of the car and made my way to the beach , following behind my family. I ran to the water, and there they were. Those 'emo faggots' my dad was talking about , were SLEEPING WITH FREAKIN SIRENS. I almost started crying. I chased after them and confronted them (well, from behind ...) I saw the one with long hair and immediately thought, 'Its Kellin Quinn!!'. I hugged him from behind , noticing that Gabe and Justin had either gotten really short and dyed their hair ... or ...

'Kellin Quinn' turned around.

It was not Kellin Quinn.

This is so awkward.

THIS IS NOT KELLIN QUINN.

WAIT

OMG

HOLD ON

THIS IS VIC FREAKIN FUENTES

VICVICVICVICVIC.

"VICTOR!! HOLY CRAP OMG!!" I screamed.

"Haha hey! Whats up?" He smiled, hugging me back. "Are you a PTV fan? He said, noting my Sleeping With Sirens shirt.

"yES I AM VIC I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MARRY ME!" I said. I realized seconds after , that what i said was very creepy.

"I mean.. uhh yeah i like ptv. " I corrected myself, blushing as red as a tomato. 'Gabe and Justin' turned around. It was Mike and Jaime. Where the hell is Tony... They continued walking down the beach.

"Haha sure. Whens the wedding?" Vic joked and winked at me.

"Omg Vic, youre going to give me a heart attack." I said. I was about to explode...

Vic leaned down and hugged me. He was like exactly twice my age... I was 15, well.. barely.. today is my birthday and all... and he was 30, so obviously I didnt have a chance with him. Maybe he was thinking the same thing.

"How old are you?" He whispered in my ear.

"15.. today.." I said back.

He thought i was too young... Or did he?

"Happy birthday.." He whispered. OMG what if he gets me a present. He wont Im too young.. Wtf im so confused. Im going crazy. I was thinking all this while he was hugging me. It was a passionate hug, and very long...

I can feel his warmth. I can hear him breathing. Its so beautiful. Omg can he hear me breathing? What if my breath stinks. That would be sooo emb-

Then.

Vic

Kissed

Me.

VICTOR VINCENT FUENTES KISSED ME ON MY LIPS GODDAMNIT

I AM DYING.

He pulled back gently , and smiled.

"Heh .. oops. Couldnt help myself... youre just so beautiful. Whats your name?"

VIC FUENTES JUST CALLED ME BEAUTIFUL TO MY FACE CALL AN AMBULANCE.

"Oh uhh my name.. My name is Taylor .. Taylor Westin... " I said nervously.

"Hmm. I dont like that name.. can I change it?" Vic asked.

OMG VIC JUST INSULTED ME WHYWHYWHY

"Uhh.. to .. to what..? " I asked, sorta upset.

"To Taylor Fuentes?" He asked me.

H-O-L-Y S-H-I-T

YESYESYESYESYESYES

"yES " I screamed/cried.

"Hmm, Taylor. Want some tickets to the SWS & PTV tour? theres one here the day after tomorrow.

"Omg, actually I already have tickets..." I said.

"Well , do you want a backstage pass?" He winked.

fUCK YES.

"Sure haha.. That'd be great." I said, trying to cover my metal breakdown.

"Ok.. Here ." He said, reaching into his pocket and handing me a lanyard with a laminated paper at the end. It read "VIP Pass. Admit 4."

@$DFG#JK£ASFJEN

"Thanks so much!" I said , giving him a kiss on the cheek and returning to my family.

I am dying.