Daggers Speak Louder Than Words (Kellic)

Chapter 1

He's staring at me again.

That's something I tell myself almost all the time. Who is he? I have no idea. All I know is that I keep on meeting him like all the time and everytime he seems like watching me, but when I notice it he turns his head back, pretending like he wasn't just looking at me or something.

Besides the creepiness, he's hot as hell. He's probably Mexican and he has shoulder-lenght brown hair and brown eyes. And as you've probably already guessed, yes, I am gay.

As I said, we meet a lot, like at a train station, sometimes at a restaurant and he always stares at me, but that's it. He never speaks to me. Sometimes I think that he isn't even looking at me, maybe he's looking at someone behind me.

Today, though, was different. I was taking train because I didn't feel like taking the car, I do that quite often so it isn't that rare. The weird thing is, that the Mexican guy wasn't there. Maybe he was sick I thought to myself, but then I felt someone tapping on my shoulder. I turned around and sure as hell, he was standing there with a small smile on his face.

"Hi." He said still smiling. I have to admit that he had very nice voice and a smile that could illuminate even the darkest room.

"Hey, is something wrong? You don't usually talk to me as I've noticed." I smirked at him. He seemed a bit taken aback by what I said, but soon, he was smiling again.

"No, nothing's wrong. I was just about to ask if you'd like to go for a dinner with me. You see, I like you so I thought that I could invite you on a date." He smirked. It was my turn to be taken aback. We've just talked for the first time and he invites me on a date? I mean, we haven't even introduced ourselves yet.

"Look, I would love to go on a date with you, but we don't even know anything about each other, so..." I told him.

"Oh, I see. Maybe I could walk you to your job and we can have a small talk on the way, like get to know each other?" He said. Damn, he's a tough one. Maybe I could give him that much. Even though I wasn't completely sure if he isn't, I don't know, a killer or something, yet.

"Alright." I finally told him and he smiled. Just then the train arrived and we got in. We found empty seat so we sat there, facing each other as he began asking me questions.

"So, what's your name, how old are you and all that stuff?" He asked me curiously.

"Well, I'm Kellin Quinn, 21 years old and I like...I don't know, pizza?" I said and he chuckled slightly at me. "Shut up, now it's your turn." I smiled.

"Fine, I'm Victor Fuentes, but you can call me Vic, I'm 23 years old and I like one certain boy called Kellin." He winked at me and I couldn't help but blush. He sure isn't someone who keeps things to himself.

The train was slowing down so I told Vic that this was my stop and we stood up, walking over to the door. We got out and began walking towards the building I was working at. Just then something popped into my head.

"How are you even walking with me? Don't you have a job?" I turned my head to look at him.

"I do, but I don't have to be there until 10 a.m."

"Oh and what do you do?" I asked.

"I'm a secretaire, but my boss thinks I'm more like his personal slave." He rolled his eyes. "What about you?"

"I am a co-owner of a clothes shop with my friend Justin, but I also sell the clothes and watch over the employees so they wouldn't steal anything and stuff." I looked back at Vic who was already staring at me. "What?" I asked him.

"Oh, nothing, I just like watching you talk." He smiled. We crossed the road and about 3 minutes later we were standing in front of the shop.

"So..." I said, facing Vic.

"So, are you going to let me take you on a date?" He asked. I guess one date won't kill me. Plus I haven't been on a date in what seems like ages. And Vic looks like a nice guy so why not?

"Okay, I'll go." I told him.

"Awesome!" He exclaimed enthusiastically. "Is Friday night alright? Around seven? We could try the new pizza restaurant."

"Yeah, sure." I smiled at him, a bit shocked by his over-excitement. I then noticed that I should already be at the shop so I said my goodbye and walked in.

"Hey Kells, what took you so long?" I heard my best friend Justin say. He also sometimes comes in the shop to keep an eye on the employees.

"Sorry, I met a guy and he invited me on a date." I told him and took off the jacket as I walked into the storeroom where Justin was.

"No shit! Little Kellin's about to get laid. Woo!" He shouted and patted me on my back.

"You're an asshole." I laughed and walked back to the front of the shop, greeting the first customer.

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Hey guys, sorry that this chapter is a bit boring, but it will get better, I promise :)