Please Be My New Memories | Kellic

Chapter 20 ~ The Man

So Alex was correct, the coffee that was sold at the small cafe he had taken us to was the most heavenly substance I had ever tasted although Kellin had a huge distaste for coffee which slightly offended Alex. The conversation flowed comfortably although the topics occasionally drifted to some areas which I didn't know of but they soon both realized I had quietened down and returned the conversation back to music.

"Hey, Vic? I'm allowed to go to that assembly, right? The one you're singing in?" Alex asked, I practically choked on my coffee at the question though. Of course I wanted him to come but even just the thought of it made me feel sick to my stomach and the fact that it was in a week, well, six days, made me feel slighlty uneasy.

"Yeah, sure. I guess Kellin could save you a seat?" I said, trying to mask the shakiness of my voice but neither of them bought it, nevertheless they both just ignored it. Kellin agreed to saving Alex a seat for the upcoming event on Friday and I felt ready to throw up. I couldn't imagine what I'd be like on the actual day.

"Sorry, I need some fresh air," I told the two and they both just gave me a stange look before watching me walk out the door. I wasn't going to leave, I just needed what I said I needed. My nerves were getting the better of me and if I hadn't have ran away from that subject I most likely would've started freaking out. It wasn't only that, I noticed the man sitting in the corner of the small cafe, holding the menu above his face to cover it but kept his eyes situated on us three. I couldn't escape those eyes though because they had followed me outside. I was sick and tired of him but also scared because it's not every day you have a stalker. I took a deep breath, hoping that my social anxiety wouldn't effect me, and abruptly turned around to face him.

"What are you doing? Why are you always following me?" I said, trying to raise my voice to sound intimidating but I failed miserably. I heard him chuckle and saw him shake his head which made anger rise inside of me.

"Just at least tell me who you are!" I shouted at him but again he chuckled as he turned around and walked away from me and I wasn't sure whether that would be the last time I'd see him or not.

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Kellin and I were back in my bedroom and for the first time in a while my mind was full of questions again and these questions I wanted answered this time but I had one slight problem and that was that he was so peacefully sleeping on my lap. I mentally 'awed' at his adorable face and the way his lips parted slightly when he breathed as he slept and the slow rising of his chest. I leaned down and gently pecked him on the lips, smiling to myself. He was finally mine.

I was careful to stand up, slowly moving his head so that I wouldn't wake him as I crossed my bedroom to where my lyrics book lay on my dressing table. I glanced at the book beside it which was my story book of my dreams, it scared me now to even look at it. I had made the decision to not destroy it and actually write down what had happened in my last dream. Why? I don't know.

I picked up my lyrics book and grabbed a pen, setting myslef back down on the bed. I turned to the page of 'Hold On Till May' and crossed out some lyrics, replacing them with new ones.

'If I were you I'd put that away..

See you're just wasted and thinking about the past again..

Darling, you'll be OK'

They were the only lyrics that needed to be written down as I closed my book, placing it back to where it originally sat. I felt a little disappointed because they weren't the best lyrics I had ever written but they would have to do. This was the song that I'd be singing in assembly in front of Kellin and I want to make sure there's even just a small bit dedicated to him, they were his words after all.

I went to go and sit back on the bed with the sleeping boy but instead I tripped over his bag, sending me flying. I'm not sure how but Kellin managed to stay asleep and not notice the huge crash of stuff falling onto my bedroom floor. I looked at the contents of his bag which had been scattered across the floor but a certain picture caught my attention. I bent down and picked up a single picture. Again it was the two small children and they had their arms around each other. The smaller boy looked so content that it brought a smile to my face. Whoever this boy was must've meant a lot to Kellin for him to be carrying this picture in his bag. In all honesty I found it the most adorable thing ever so maybe Kellin did have soft side?

I heard him start to wake up and I quickly but carefully stuffed the picture back into his bag. Once I saw his eyes open completely I made my way over to him and sat back down on my bed. He moved me so that I sat on his lap and I looked at him in surprise for a moment before I decided to make myself comfortable by resting my head on shoulder. He used his index finger to gently tilt my head upwards to look at him. I giggled at how his hair was sticking up in random places after his sleep. He slowly leaned down and kissed me. I felt my cheeks heat up as I let the kiss become slightly more passionate. We broke apart and I felt my eyes tear up at the overwhelming feeling of having someone actually love me. I used to be scared of opening up to him but he knew me and I knew him so I was so relieved to have him in my life.

"Hey, hey, hey. Why are you crying?" he asked, wiping a way a single tear which had rolled down my cheek.

"You love me and it's the first time I've opened up to someone like this.. I just .. I love you," I said and getting those three words off of my chest felt amazing. He smiled and nodded showing he understood how I felt. For once my tears didn't last long and before I knew it he had so simply had me laughing again.

"I'm just going downstairs to make a cup of coffee, you want anything?" He made a face of disgust when I mentioned coffee but shook his head at my question. I brought my phone with me so I could scroll through my Instagram feed while I waited for the coffee machine to finish making my drink. Once I was downstairs I noticed a shadow go past the kitchen window. I guessed that my mind was just playing tricks on me like usual and got to making my delicious coffee, well, to letting the coffee machine make my delicious coffee.

I was just about to take a sip out of my mug to taste my well deserved coffee after the long wait of it being made but before I got the chance to I heard a knock at the door. I sighed and placed down my coffee and walked over the door. I wasn't very smart because I didn't think 'It's late, who would be knocking now?' or 'Maybe I should look through the window to see who it is' or 'It'll be a pedophile, maybe Kellin should open to door..', no, I just opened it. I stared at who it was waiting for me. The man was just standing looking at me but I'm not sure what expression was plastered across his face.

"What are you doing here? It's bad enough you've been following me, now you know where I live? Just who the hell are you?" I said avoiding the urge to shout at him because I had had enough of whoever this man was and to be honest I was slightly scared.

"That's no way to talk to your Uncle."