I'll be your Kellin if you be my Vic

We'll Do What We Want To

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Kellin's P.O.V.

I was paired with Vic Fuentes, the guy who beat the shit out of me for being my usual asshole self. I sigh and walk towards him as Mr. Dawson sat at his desk, watching us get to work on the project. "Hey," I say, sitting next to him and putting my feet on the desk. "Hey, can we just get this over with?" he mutters. "Yeah, sure, but you know it fakes more than 15 minutes to write a song, right?" I ask. "Yeah, yeah, got any ideas?" he asked. "A few, how about you?" I ask. "Yeah,"he smiled. Aww, he's so cute when he smiles. I shake myself and we brainstorm ideas for the song. The bell rings and we pack up our stuff. "Guess we'll have to work on it out of school," he mutters. "Yeah, I guess," I smirk. "Would we work at my house or yours?" he asked, rolling his eyes as we walked out the classroom. "Want to work at yours?" I question. "Yeah, just don't be surprised if my friends and brother hate you," he sighs. "Yeah," I say, trailing off awkwardly. We go outside and I see his friends and brother waiting for him. They all stop talking when we approach them. "We were paired for a music project," Vic shrugs at the questioning looks.

They nod and four if them go to a different car while his brother and a kid get into another. "Riding with us or do you got a ride?" he asked. "Riding with you, please," I smile. Weird, never say please to other kids, huh. "Okay, you can have shotgun since Mike sits in the back with Tony. I nod and get in. He gets in the driver's seat and we take off to his house. A car follows us there and they pull into the driveway behind us. The kids that were waiting for him got out the car. I recognized them as Austin, Alan, Alex, and Jack. I get out after Vic does and follow him into the house. He leads me upstairs to his room and I pull out our paper. We finish writing the song and it looks pretty good. "What about the instruments?" I ask. "Well we'll just use a site that I know has good instrument quality and play it that way," he explains. "Oh, okay, are we going to do it now?" I ask. "Yeah, that way we can just practice it and make tweaks until it's due," he nods. "Okay," I smile.

"You know Kellin, you're not the asshole I thought you'd be," Vic says when we're done with the instruments. "Thanks I guess," I shrug. "You're welcome," he chuckles. "Anyways, I better get going," I say, looking at my phone. "Okay, I'll walk you out," he nods. "Okay, and uh, can I talk to Mike before I leave?" I question, rubbing my neck. "Why?" he questions. "I just want to apologize," I smile. "Okay, Mike, come here!" he yells. "I'm going to be right outside, if I hear anything suspicious I will kill you," he threatens, exiting the room as Mike enters. "Yes?" he asks, confused. "Listen Mike,
I'm sorry about the other day it's just that I was pissed at my friends and stuff, I'm truly sorry and if you don't except my apology, I understand," I explain. "I forgive you, and Vic did kick your ass, huh?" he stared at the bruises. "Yeah,"I chuckle. "We're good," he smiles. "Thanks man," I smile. "Okay, now that Mike has forgiven you, and you apologized surprisingly, I'll tell the people downstairs not to kill you," Vic chuckles. "Oh, nice to know," I laugh. Vic walks me outside. "Aww, shit, you need a ride?" he asks. "If you want to," I shrug.

"Hang on while I tell the guys and get my keys," he smiles, going back into the house. I stared at him as he does, wondering how he looks so cute. Wait, what am I thinking? How can I think he's cute, even after he beat me up? Oh well, I deserved it that day. He comes back out and we get in the car. I give him directions to my house and we get there in a few minutes. "Whelp, bye Kellin, see ya later," he smiles. I smile back. "Thanks for the ride, bye," I say, getting out of the car. He honks as he drives away. I enter my house to find it empty. Great, my mom and stepdad are at work, like always. I sigh and eat some leftover pizza, because why not? I eat it cold, sitting in the living room watching Disney Channel. I get up and throw away my plate when I'm done, turning off the T.V. and heading upstairs.