Kellin's POV:
"Ugh." I groaned, sitting on my bandmate's couch and covering my face with my hands.
"What's your problem? We played an amazing show tonight dude! And hell, that other band? Pierce The Veil? They were fucking awesome." He flopped in the chair that was near the couch, dangling his jean-clad legs off the arm of it.
"I told Vic I liked him. Jack, I never do that. You know me with guys. I'm Mr. Flirts-With-Every-Cute-Guy-Gay-Or-Not." I dragged my hands down my face. "What do I do? We all know I'm most likely going to end up hurting him and I won't do it on purpose either! He's so.. He seems so fragile." I guess you could say I'm freaking out.
I don't think I've had a real boyfriend since like, junior year in high school. I don't even think that counts. He was just a boy that liked me. I mean, I liked him and all but I've never been in love. Justin tells me it's because I slept around too much, flirted with every guy I found the slightest bit attractive, and never gave it a shot. Relationships, I mean. I don't know. Maybe I'm just scared to commit. I'm even more so now because I know I'll end up hurting the guy one way or another.
Ugh.
"Just don't go to fast. Please Kellin, do not make him do anything he doesn't want to. Do not push him into things." Jesus. I'm not that much of a whore. Thank you Jack.
He was still talking but I kind of zoned off until he snapped his fingers in my face. "Hello?" He said with such attitude you would think it came from my high school self. I was pretty sassy if I do say so myself. Still am.
"Kellin!" He yelled, trying to get my attention back. Again.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm listening." I waved him off and he sighed and let out a noise of frustration.
"Whatever. Just don't push him." Jack said and started walking towards his room. "I'm going to bed, man. You should probably go do the same after you call Hayley about letting them play." Right. I still have to do that.
"Later." I said, getting off his couch and walking out the door.
I had walked over to Jack's after the show so I was stuck walking back. I didn't really mind though because it was a nice night out and I liked walking when it's dark out. It's nicer, less noisy, and you can listen to music and make weird faces to it as you pretend you're in a music video without people noticing. Am I right? Of course I am.
Figuring I should call Hayley before it gets insanley late, I dialed her number on my walk.
"Hello?" She answered on the third ring.
"Uh, hey Hayley. It's Kellin." I always feel awkward talking on the phone for some reason. This time it's probably because it's my boss that I'm talking to but y'know..
She chuckled a little before answering. "I know. There's this amazing thing called caller ID. You should check it out, Kells."
"Oh. Ha ha. Very funny, Hayley. But that aside I do have a question for you?" I don't know why that came out as a question. Nerves? Whatever.
"Shoot. Or was that the question?" This girl..
"No. That wasn't. The question is that I let my friend's band play tonight after us and the crowd really did like them. The singer is a little shy and adorable and just..the cutest a-"
"Wait. Does Kellin have a crush? The Kellin Quinn?" Damn it.
"Well yeah, kinda. Anyw-"
"Aww!!" She cut me off with a girlish scream. Hayley! Let me finish, oh my God.
"Anyway.." I said, dragging out the a to get her attention. "The crowd really liked them so do you think they could play regular shows for a while at the bar? It'll be wicked sick." I said as I ended up in front of my door.
Putting the phone against my shoulder, still in my ear, I unlocked the apartment and walked in, waving at Justin.
In the end she agreed and said they could play Thursday nights. This'll be so cool! Plus, I'll have an excuse to see Vic a lot. And not to mention hear his gorgeous voice. Maybe sneak a peak at his cute little butt.. Kellin! Stop, dude.
Did I ever tell you about how toned his arms were?
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I stripped down to my boxers and crawled into my warm bed, phone in hand, ready to text Vic and tell him about the shows they can play.
He had given me his number tonight after I had calmed him down from his.. anxiety attack? Maybe it isn't a good idea to text him about it. Then again, it might be better because he can't run off. I should make sure someone's home with him.
To Jaime: Hey man, it's Kellin? The bartender?
I sent the text to the bassist and got a reply within a few minutes.
From Jaime: Hey!! :)
When you meet Jaime, you can tell he's loud. He's pretty funny too, though, so it's all good. I guess he's the same in texts.
To Jaime: Do you happen to be with Vic? 'Cause I've got awesome news but he might not take too well to...
From Jaime: Yeah, we're all here.
I didn't respond to him, instead I texted Vic.
To Vic: Uh. Hey. It's Kellin. That sexy bartender you totally wanna hit up ;) anywhore, before you freak out, I have notified Jaime to watch you. Hayley (Decode's owner) said you guys can play shows on Thursday nights!! So I get an excuse to see you. And your ass ;)
To be honest, I was getting nervous and a little tired, but being tired is beside the point. Right now we need to stay awake until Vic texts back. That way we'll know he's okay. Why am I refering to myself as more than one person? It's late.
From Vic: Ohmygod.
Vic'sPOV:
I don't know. I don't know about all this. I agreed to it, but maybe that was a mistake. I'm just going to try it again and then I'll decide. Yeah, that's a good plan. If I can get myself back up there.
From Kellin: Youokay?
To Kellin: Yeah, hopefully
From Kellin: You'll have me there :) It'll be okay. I promise
To Kellin: Thanks :) and by the way... an excuse to see me and my ass? ;) Really?
From Kellin: Whoops ;)
I set my phone down, smiling from how adorably dorky he is.
After saying good night to the guys and retreating back to my bedroom I'm left alone with my thoughts.
I can only hope that this thing we have here is going to be good for both me and him, and neither of us get hurt too badly. Not like last time anyway, but that's a different story for a different time. He seems to like me, and I really like him. He at least cares. I know that much. I don't know. Let's not get ahead of ourselves Vic. Let's just worry about the show, but don't worry too much. It's not good for me.
I reach over and turn off my lamp. I didn't realize until now how tired I was. I guess I should sleep. I have no idea what's going on tomorrow. Maybe I'll see Kellin...
