How The Hell Did We End Up Like This {Kellin Quinn}

Chapter 7

Rayleigh

Just like the first day of school I laid on my bed spread out like a starfish except this time it wasn't a school day, it was Sunday morning at 4 am still thinking about the party and the forced kiss Kellin gave me and how confused I was while not being able to sleep one wink. Still the same douche asking if we were still on for tomorrow. To be completely honest I didn't even know if I wanted to near him. The chances of someone seeing that kiss was absolutely 100% probable. And if someone saw it, I'm fucked. On the other hand to think someone didn't see by some small decimal percentage it would remain my dirty little secret. Or more like the deepest darkest secret stored away in my brain. No one would ever know about this. No one. My confusion only grew as the night crawled on and it was soon 5 am. I mean I didn't know if I liked it or was simply surprised by the sudden action. I didn't know if I wanted to feel bad about throwing my drink in his face. I mean he was drunk. He probably won't even remember what he did.

I got up stretching my legs and walking downstairs to get a glass of water because if I went any longer just thinking I would die of dehydration from over thinking. As I pushed the lever up filling the glass of water my eyes started to become droopy. I mean I haven't slept in almost 24 hours because I've been to hung up on that stupid peck. I don't even know what he was thinking. I wish I had like telepathy or something because I was dying to know. My eyes shot open at the sudden coldness in my hand and I shut the water off and poured some water out of the over flowing cup and dried my hands as I sat down at the island tapping my finger nails on the glass quietly.

Should I talk to him? Or should I just let him come over on Monday anyway to show I'm not mad? Maybe it was the fact that I was mad at the time. I was one of those people that hold grudges, no matter how hard I tried.

I pressed my cheek against the cold counter top and sighed loudly and rubbed my eyes as I grew more and more tired from my lack of sleep and before I knew it I fell asleep soundly. With of course the thought of none other then Kellin.

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I felt something wet on my cheek and squinted my eyes shut even more and swatted the wetness away. I popped one eye and immediately closed it at the brightness shining on my face. I groaned and lifted my head and wiped the saliva off my cheek and stretched making my back pop. I looked down and saw the counter too and furrowed my eyebrows. I didn't remember falling asleep at the counter.

I winced at the growing pain in my neck and looked down at the puddle of drool that occupied my counter.

"Ew." I whispered and wiped it up with a napkin that sat nearby. I looked at the time and sighed. It was nearing one and I still felt extremely tired.

"Look who's awake!" I heard from behind me. I sat up really quick and fell off my stool laying on the ground looking at my mom who was smiling but looked like she was frowning from my upside position on the floor.

"Why'd you do that to me?" I whine covering my eyes with my hands as I was still trying to wake up. She laughed and grabbed my hands.

"I want details. Laila went to a friends house for the afternoon so we have the day to ourselves." She said pulling me up by my arms. I groaned pulling myself up into a standing position and wobbled a little bit as I regained my balance. My mom walked towards the counter and slid a plate across the counter with food on it and a glass of orange juice next to it. I sat down and started eating the pancakes that were on the plate and looked at my mom who looked intrigued. I swallowed the pancakes down and sighed as she was smiling. Sometimes my mom was like a teenager, she liked gossip and drama.

"Um, tell me!" She said. I rolled my eyes and focused on her face again.

"Nothing really went on, went to the party, came back, nothing new." I said with a shrug. Except the whole fact that I was leaving out a major detail to my night but I didn't want to see her reaction so I kept quiet about the whole accidental kiss thing. She could have such good advice and have such a bad fangirl episode, it's hard to forget that my mom is in her early thirties. She slapped my hand and I dropped the fork in the syrup and stuck out my bottom lip and left it there.