Kellic's for Closers

July 3

Justin's POV

come on! come on!! pick up!!!

fuck.

ill call again.

"it's no use," jesse pleaded, "he's done with you."

"No hes not! something is just going on with him.." i slammed my phone down onto the table after reaching kellins voice mail for the 47th time today.

"yea, something," he said sarcasticly

"what!?" what is he trying to insinuate?? that kellin hates me? that hes sucking some guys dick??!??

he doesnt know shit about kellin!!

"OH MY FUCKING GOD DUDE!!! KELLIN IS STRUNG OUT, PROBABLY HAVING THE TIME OF HIS LIFE, NOT GIVING A SHIT ABOUT YOU! YET ALL YOU CAN DO IS CALL HIM OVER AND OVER AGAIN EXPECTING A CALL BACK." to say i was shocked was an understatement. he stood up and started packing up his weed.

his words stung like ice. seemingly cold, yet firey in practice. i dont know what to say. hes obviously pissed off, but he has a point.

"I-im sorry.."

"No you dont get it. I don't know if you ever will! Kellin will never love you back and thats the end of it! so stop feeling sorry for yourself, and face the facts! kellin has moved on." and with that he was gone.

left alone to think in a park at night. this will definitely go well.

Kellin. he's probably fine.. right?

he told me we would hang out, but he hasn't answered any of my calls or texts since. i mean he did for like.. a week.. then silence.

i just have to check on him. i know he's probably fine. and that hes probably having the best summer of his life. but i will never be ok without knowing he's ok.

filled with determination, i push myself up out of the seat and march to kellin's.

"hey, Mrs. Botswick. is kellin upstairs?" i fidget with my hands

"dont know. haven't seen him." without another word, she walked out of the living room leaving me shocked.

she really doesnt care about him.

i brush it off and run upstairs. if he's not here then i dont know what im going to do.

my heart rate picks up as i reach my friends room. i slowly knock on the door and hold my breath in anticipation.

.....

getting no response i open the door. but to my dismay hes not here. shit.

i have to call him again.

Kellin's POV

another ring.

i put my phone on silent and grab the bleezy thats being passed to me.

"who keeps calling you?" Jeffree asks.

we're all sitting in the backyard at ronnies smoking a blunt. the warm summer breeze paired with the twinkling of the night sky soothes me to my core. relaxation is something i have been starved of recently. definitely not letting justin take that away. i swear ill call him soon.

"oh its just my friend, hes kinda needy," i try to laugh it off.

jeffree leans in to speak over the music, but vic interrupts,

"who?!" his voice stern and demanding.

"oh just justin.." i take a long sip of my drink

"Justin..? what does he want?" he turned so his whole body is facing mine.