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-1 Week Later-

VIC'S POV

"So what's your favorite thing in life?" I ask Kellin as we walk towards his house.

"Wow that's deep. We were talking about favorite color two seconds ago." He laughs.

We're playing twenty questions to pass the time.

"It's a genuine question." I chuckle. "What do you love most about life?"."

Kellin thinks for a while before he removes his glance from the ground and to me.

"Company. I hate being alone." He blushes before looking back down at the ground.

"What's so interesting about your shoes?" I ask jokingly.

"Is that a genuine question or are you just picking on me?" Kellin giggles.

"I'm just picking on you." I laugh.

He looks back at me and grins, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling as he does so.

"So what's your favorite thing in life?" Kellin asks.

I sigh and slip my hand into his hoping that he doesn't pull it away and he doesn't.

"Hmm, probably your shoes." I joke and Kellin hits my arm playfully.

"Seriously though, my favorite thing in life is a smile." I admit.

"A smile? Like just a smile in general?" Kellin asks confused.

"Yep. A smile can be the most honest or dishonest thing, yet it's almost always done for good rather than bad. People smile to hide their emotions or they smile to show them. Someone else's smile can automatically put you in a better mood or make you feel good about yourself. A smile is the simplest thing but it can make everything all okay." I smile.

We stop just outside of Kellin's house and he turns to me smiling. I swear to god his smile kills me.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then?" Kellin asks sounding hopeful and I nod pulling him into a hug.

We pull away and he goes to walk away but I grab his hand and pull him back to me. He looks at me confused as I pull a pen out of my back pocket. I scribble my phone number onto the back of his hand and watch him as he blushes. God he's so cute.

"Call me if you need anything." I murmur and he nods still blushing.

I smirk at him before turning around and walking back down the sidewalk towards my house. As I walk Kellin runs through my mind. Is it weird that I miss him already? What is it about him that has gotten me so infatuated? He's so fucking beautiful, there's no denying that. Maybe my gay is getting the best of me, but you know what? I don't really mind.

I end up at home twenty minutes later and I walk through the already open giant gold gates. I walk up the long driveway to the front door anxiety once again pulsing through me. And once again I stop outside not quite ready to enter my hell. Before I can even ponder on going inside, the door opens revealing my mother. She gives me a curious look probably confused at why I'm just standing there.

"O-oh hi." I say nervously.

"Your father's waiting for you." She says coldly before pushing past me out the door.

I take a deep breath before entering the house and walking to the living room entrance. I knock lightly on the door frame and my father's head snaps up.

"You w-wanted to see me." I stutter and he stands up from his recliner.

He walks towards me and the second he gets to me he pulls his hand back before swinging it forward and backhanding me across the face.

"As you know, the doctors came to check on him today." He sneers and I nod holding my stinging cheek. "They said that there's an eighty percent chance that he won't wake up."

My heart drops and my eyes fill with tears.

"Don't pretend that you actually give a shit. You and I both know that you never cared about him." My father spits making the tears spill over my cheeks.

He's wrong, I've always cared about him. I still do. I always will.

His fist then smacks against my jaw making my head whip back and I groan in agony. He smirks sinisterly as he hits me again this time in the stomach. I crouch down holding my stomach and he kicks my legs out from underneath me. I fall to the floor hitting it face-first.

"Fuck." I groan trying to push myself off of the floor but I just get kicked down again.

The metallic taste of blood fills my mouth and I whimper as his food connects with my stomach once again. He finally stops and I take the time to catch my breath.

"So pathetic." He spits before leaving.

I roll over onto my back my chest falling and rising quickly as I try to calm my breathing down. Tears are threatening to spill over my cheeks but not because of what my father did but because of what he said.

There's an eighty percent chance that he won't wake up. Eighty. That means that there's only a twenty percent chance that he will. I can't live without him. I just can't.

I blink away the tears and wipe the blood from my lip with the back of my hand. I push myself off of the floor and lean against the wall steadying myself. I then head upstairs to my room and collapse on my bed.

There's a knock on the doorframe seconds later and my head shoots towards it.

"You need anything Vic?" Mark asks looking at me sympathetically.

I smile lightly at him and shake my head.

"No, I'm fine thanks Mark." I murmur and he nods before leaving.

I lie in bed listening to the repetitive beeping coming from the other room. Soon the sunsets and darkness takes over my room. I start counting the glow-in-the-dark stars that litter my roof. I remember when I put those up. I shake the thought from my head almost immediately. I don't want to think about that right now. My phone suddenly starts vibrating rapidly as my screen turns on illuminating the room. I pick it up and notice that it's an unknown number. I answer it out of curiosity.

"Hello?"

"H-hi Vic." I immediately recognize the voice as Kellin's but he seems distressed.

"Kells, are you okay?" I ask sitting up.

"N-no. I'm sorry." He chokes as he starts sobbing.

"Hey, what's wrong. What happened?" I ask frantically.

"I-I fucked up Vic. I'm sorry. I broke a fucking promise. I'm such a piece of shit." He cries.

My heart drops as I realize exactly what he's talking about.

"Kells, listen to me okay. You're not a piece of shit. I'll be over in a sec, don't do anything else." I say quickly getting up and grabbing a jacket.

"No, no. Vic don't come over. I'm a mess, please don't come over." He sobs.

I hold the phone in between my ear and my shoulder as I slide my jacket on.

"Kellin, that is the exact reason why I am coming over. Just hold on." I plead before hanging up.

I go over to my window sliding it open and climbing out. I climb down my ladder and rush down the driveway in the cool night air. I press the intercom button and ask Mark to open the gate. He then does so and I break into a jog as I head to Kellin's house as quick as I can. It doesn't take me long to get there and when I do I spot Kellin sitting on the front step with his face in his hands. I smile sadly and sit down beside me. He doesn't bother to look up but he removes his face from his hands before resting it on my shoulder. I instantly wrap my arms around him and he sniffles into my shirt. We stay there silent for what feels like a good ten minutes before Kellin finally pulls away and looks down at his shoes, as always.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles.

"Don't apologize." I whisper rubbing his back.

I notice him shivering so I slide my jacket off and wrap it around him and he leans into me.

"I'm sorry I broke the promise." He murmurs.

I sigh and hug him tightly.

"Kells, you promised to try not to self-harm. I didn't expect you to never do it again. I call tell that you've been trying and that's all I asked for." I assure him.

He lifts his head and smiles at me but his smile almost immediately falters.

"What happened to your lip?" He asks with a worried tone.

I quickly try to think up a good excuse but none come to mind.

"I...um...fell over?" I say but it comes out more like a question.

"You fell over?" Kellin says in disbelief and I nod mentally face-palming myself for the shit excuse.

He looks at me skeptically so I quickly change the subject.

"So, what triggered it? Why did you do it?" I ask obviously referring to Kellin's cuts.

"I don't know." He mumbles. "I was just alone and I was thinking. I tend to think a lot when I'm alone and it always seems to end like this."

At that moment, I fully understand why he likes company. I grab his hand and start playing with his fingers.

"You're never alone Kellin. I'm always here for you. Just call and I'll come right over." I whisper softly.

He gives me a gentle smile and nods.

"Vic, I don't want to be alone tonight. Can you stay? I mean, it's alright if you don't want to. I understand." Kellin asks nervously.

"Of course. I would love to stay." I declare.

He smiles at me before standing up.

"Well, we should go inside, it's cold out here." Kellin suggests and I nod standing up as well.

He takes my hand and we walk up to the front door before entering the house. It's nothing like my house. It's a lot smaller and there's no maids or butlers walking around. There's a thin stench of alcohol in the air and a few empty bottles lying around.

"Sorry about the mess." Kellin sighs leading me up a flight of stairs.

"It's fine." I reply truthfully.

None of the mess bothers me at all, I'm just happy I'm here with Kellin; that's all that matters. We go down a hall and into a room. It's only small but it has a comfortable feel to it. There's posters around the walls of various bands and fairy lights hanging from the roof.

"It's not much." He mumbles sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"It's nice." I admit.

Kellin laughs and I look at him confused as I sit down next to him.

"Nice? Vic, you live in a mansion. How does my shitty room compare to yours?" Kellin snorts.

"Kellin, my room feels like a tomb. I'd rather your room, which is small but homey, instead of my room that is large but lonely." I explain subconsciously grabbing Kellin's hands and playing with his fingers. "Besides, my room doesn't have you in it."

I smirk as Kellin blushes a deep red.

"What do you want to do?" Kellin asks changing the subject.

"Let's just talk." I suggest sliding my shoes off and moving back onto the bed.

I cross my legs turning around so I'm facing Kellin and he does the same.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asks picking at the fabric of his jeans.

I think for a minute then a question comes to mind.

"Why are you taking advanced music studies?" I question.

"I got an A+ in music last year so they suggested I take a more advanced class, so I did." He explains.

"What do you want to do when you finish school?" I ask and Kellin shrugs.

"I don't know. Something to do with music." He says seeming unsure.

"You should join a band or something. Be like the lead singer. All the guys and girls would want you." I chuckle.

"Vic don't you get it?" Kellin gushes in an overly-gay stereotypical voice. "All the guys and girls want me now. Haven't you seen all the friends I have?"

Kellin and I both then burst into laughter.

"You're adorable." I chuckle.

He blushes as the laughter dies down. His face goes serious as he looks down at his lap.

"Vic you could have all the friends you want. You're rich. Why do you hang out with a kid like me?" He asks.

"What is your obsession with money? I hate having it. It sucks. All it does is cause trouble and create pain." I snap then regret it when I see the ashamed look on Kellin's face.

"I'm sorry." He whispers still looking at his lap.

"No I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap like that. It's just a touchy subject. I do understand that it must be hard to not be able to buy anything you want and not to have hot water for fucks sake. But there's more important things than money." I apologize.

"I know." He sighs. "My life just sucks sometimes; you know?"

"Don't worry, you're not the only one whose life sucks." I chuckle. "But to answer your question, I hang out with you because I like you. I don't see a reason not to. Besides, you're the only friend I've had that hasn't asked me to buy them a jet."

He smiles at me before letting out a tired yawn.

"Sleep?" I ask and he nods.

"You don't mind sharing, do you. I don't exactly have a couch in here." He laughs and I shake my head.

"Not at all." I grin standing up off of the bed.

Kellin does the same and I pull the covers back before sliding under them. Kellin them slides in next to me and I wrap my arm around his waist pulling him closer to me. Kellin turn the lamp off and darkness covers the room.

"I'm sorry the bed's uncomfortable." Kellin mumbles.

"Kellin shut up. It's fine." I chuckle.

He thinks I have to live like royalty all the time, it's ridiculous. I'm just glad that I'm lying next to him and not alone in my own bed.

"Night Vic." Kellin murmurs.

"Night Kells." I mumble.

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My fingers travel through Kellin's hair as he sleeps. I let out a yawn and rub my eyes. It's around 3am and I'm starting to feel tired. I hear a noise from downstairs and sit up a little. I then hear footsteps coming up the stairs and finally the door opens. A lady stands at the door way seeming a little shocked to see me.

"Hey." She says softly a small smile spreading across her face.

"Hi, uh, you must be Kellin's mother. I'm Vic." I introduce not really knowing what else to do.

"Are you Kellin's boyfriend?" She asks not seeming to mind that I'm lying in a bed with her son.

"Uh, no. Just a friend." I smirk.

"Oh, it's nice to see that he has friends." She smiles.

"I can leave if you want." I say.

"No honey, you're fine. I just came to say goodnight. You don't mind, do you?" She asks and I shake my head.

"No, go ahead."

She smiles and walks over to the bed before kneeling down in front of Kellin. She brushes some hair out of his face and places a kiss on his forehead.

"Sweet dreams Kellybear." She murmurs.

"Vic Sweetie, can you look out for him?" She asks looking at me seriously as she stands back up.

"Of course." I smile as I start running my fingers through the sleeping boys' hair.

Kellin's mother gives me a sly smile.

"You like him more than a friend, don't you?" She speaks.

I nod, not really wanting to deny it.

"Don't wait forever to tell him Hun, but don't rush into either. Timing is everything." She smiles and I nod.

I don't know when I'm going to tell him. Do I really want to get that close to him? What if he gets dragged into my life? He's already got enough going on. I don't want to burden him.

"I'm going to head off to the bed. Goodnight." She says.

"Goodnight." I murmur.

She leaves, closing the door behind her. I lay back down beside Kellin and wrap my arm around his waist again. He stirs in his sleep resting his head on my shoulder and draping his arm across my stomach. I smile and hold him tighter as I close my eyes. I soon drift off into a peaceful sleep.

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