You Need A Jacket - Part 11

You Need a Jacket – Chapter 11

Kellin’s P.O.V

The second the final bell chimed, I launched myself out of my seat and headed toward the parking lot to wait for Vic and Mike.

When I reached Vic’s car, both him and Mike were already there. Vic looked up at me and flashed me a smile.

I could feel all the blood rush to my face and more butterflies explode in my stomach.

Ok Kellin, remember what we talked about. Be. Cool!

Just before I reached the car, I ended up tripping over my shoelace, and was sent crashing down onto the hard gravelled parking lot.

Kellin, bro, we talked about this.

‘Kells!’ I heard Vic say, a slight hint of panic in his voice.

He crouched next to me and examined my arms and head, to ensure there was no bleeding.

‘Are you ok?’ He asked frantically.

I giggled at his reaction. ‘I’m fine.’ I smiled at him.

He grinned back at me again.

‘Come on, let’s go before you get hurt.’ He chuckled, making all the blood to rush to my face once again.

He helped me up and we went back over to his car, Mike climbing into the back seat, Vic driving and me in the passenger seat.

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The whole ride home I listened to Vic and Mike sing along to the radio and argue about one of them getting the lyrics wrong.

Oh brotherly love; sometimes makes me glad I was an only child.

When we pulled up to their house, Mrs Fuentes was outside working on her garden and greeted us as we pulled in.

‘Good afternoon boys, Kellin, so nice to see you again.’ She beamed.

‘Hey Mrs Fuentes.’ I smiled.

‘Victor, Michael! Don’t just stand there! Take the boy inside and offer him a drink or something to eat, poor thing is wasting away over there.’ She yelled.

Both Vic and Mike groaned in embarrassment while I chuckled.

‘Sure, laugh at our pain.’ Mike scolded.

I just smirked and looked back toward Vic.

‘Come on Kells.’ Vic said, directing me into the house, taking me upstairs to his room.

Closing the door behind him, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist and pulled me close, pressing our foreheads together.

‘You have any idea how much I’ve wanted to kiss you all day?’ He said seductively.

I smirked again, ‘Well what’s stopping you now?’

He chuckled before pressing his lips firmly to mine.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him as close to me as possible. His tongue tried to poke its way into my mouth, begging for entrance.

I giggled a little before opening my mouth, letting him in.

The next thing I remember was Vic pushing me onto his bed and him crawling toward me, hovering above me.

He smiled down at me, caressing my cheek.

‘You’re so cute.’ He whispered.

I laughed, ‘Me? Have you looked in a mirror lately?’ I argued back.

I pecked me chastely on the lips once more before lying next to me.

‘As much as I’d love to lie here with you, I have homework to do.’ He said, starting to get up again.

I frowned, grabbing his arm and pulling him back down onto the bed.

‘Kells-‘ He started.

‘5 more minutes?’ I pleaded, batting my eyelids together and pouting.

Vic sighed before looking back at me and smiling, ‘Fine, 5 minutes then BOTH of us are going to do some homework.’

‘Deal!’ I said, smiling in victory before placing my head onto his chest, his arms around me waist.

The next thing I know, the door swings open and Mike walks into the room. ‘Well, it’s about Motherfucking time!’ I laughed.

I jumped off Vic, lost my balance and ended up falling to the floor, landing hard.

Vic growled in anger and threw a shoe in Mike’s direction, ‘Get out!’

Mike began to laugh hysterically before closing the door. We could still hear him laughing in his bedroom.

Turning his attention back to me, Vic held out his hand for me to take.

‘I think I’m gonna start wrapping you in bubble wrap and making you wear a helmet.’ He chuckled.

I pouted again, ‘Sure, mock my pain.’

‘Hey, you mocked our embarrassment, now we’re even.’ He said, smirking.

‘Shut up.’ I pouted once again.

Vic got off the bed and helped me up, pulling me into a hug, ‘Come on Kells, you know you can’t stay mad at me.’ He said, pressing a kiss on my cheek.

Rolling my eyes, knowing he was right, I gently pressed a kiss on his lips.

‘Come on, we have homework to do.’ I said, giggling slightly.

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We’d been sat on Vic’s bed doing homework for what felt like hours.

I groaned in frustration at our music assignment, ‘This is impossible!’

‘What is?’ Vic asked curiously, moving closer to me and resting his chin on my shoulder so he could look at my work.

‘This assignment! How am I supposed to write sheet music? I don’t even play an instrument!’ I almost yelled.

Vic placed his arm on my back, rubbing it reasuringly, ‘It’s easy, I can help you if you want?’

‘But you have your own assignment.’

‘Which I finished, I’d be happy to help.’ He smiled.

Sigh how could be so amazing?

‘That’d be awe-‘ Before I could finish, my phone began to ring. ‘Sorry.’

He smiled again, ‘It’s fine.’

After retrieving my phone from my extremely tight skinny jeans, I saw that my dad was calling me.

My eyes widened in terror.

I didn’t tell him I was going to Vic’s house after school!

Shit! And now it was 8:30!

‘Kells, are you ok?’ Vic said, making me jump.

‘Y-yeah, its fine.’ I stuttered. ‘Hello?’ I said down the phone.

‘WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?’ My dad screamed down the phone, loud enough for Vic to hear.

‘I’m at Vic’s house doing homework.’ I said, sheepishly.

‘GET YOUR PANSEY ASS HOME RIGHT NOW!’ He screamed before hanging up.

I sighed.

‘Kells, I’m sorry, this is my fau-‘ Vic panicked.

I smiled, shaking my head, ‘Its ok, I should have called him.’ I looked down. ‘Can you take me home?’

‘Sure.’

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The whole ride to my house, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my nerves and anxiety start to kick in.

I took a deep breath as we pulled up to my house.

Vic stopped the engine and turned to me, ‘Are you sure you’ll be ok?’ He asked nervously.

‘I’ll be fine, don’t worry.’ I smiled at him. ‘See you in school tomorrow?’

‘Yeah.’

I pressed one last chaste kiss on his lips before grabbing my bag and getting out of the car.

My nerves went crazy as I approached my front door, feeling my hands start to shake.

The second I opened the door, a plate smashed against the wall.

‘WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!’ My dad screamed.

‘I-I told you, I w-was at Vic’s house.’ I stuttered, feeling tears brim in my eyes.

‘IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND FAGGOT?!’

‘No.’ I said quietly.

He stormed over to me, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back so I’d look at him.

‘DON’T YOU LIE TO ME!’

‘I’m not lying.’ I managed to say.

The next thing I know, his fist collides with my already bruised cheek, sending me crashing onto the floor.

My dad begins to walk away.

Then, I hear the front door swings back open, but I was unable to see who it was as my vision started to blur.

‘Kellin! Are you ok? What did you do to him, you asshole?’

Was that Vic? What was he doing here?

Then, everything went black, and I couldn’t hear anything….