Kellin's POV:
"Ready babe?" Austin asked, wrapping his arms around me. I love all his sweet acts.
"Yup," I said, turning around and pressing my lips on his.
"Eww," The rest of the band said in unison. We just laughed at them
"You guys promise to come out soon?" I asked the guys. They all nodded.
"Yeah, we're going to get our money and fly out very soon," Justin said while hugging me.
Austin, his band, and myself were the only one's leaving right now. The rest of the guys were going to stay and get more money so they could come out to California and we'd start some of the bands projects. We're signed to rise records, so now we just gotta make music and put it out there. I'm super excited.
There was only one bad thing. Vic wasn't here. I should've told him he could come say goodbye, but I'm horrible at them and I'd probably end up making myself look like a fool.
"Hey Justin, give this to Vic," I said, handing him a piece of paper. It has my number on it.
Justin smiled. "Okay."
With a few more hugs and goodbye's Austin and I grabbed our stuff, packed it into the back of the rental, and got in. With a small wave, we sped off towards the airport where the rest of the band would be. I will admit, holding the tears in was easier said than done. I mean, how couldn't I cry? I was leaving behind the only place I've ever known. Hell, my parents didn't even know I was leaving!
"It's going to be okay babe, I know it's scary, but California is so much nicer," Austin said, as if reading my thoughts.
"I hope so," I said with a chuckle. But that's not even why I was sad.
I was sad because I was leaving Vic. My mind flooded with past memories of him and I, and at that, I couldn't hold back tears.
...
When my mom came back, I grabbed my bag as she thanked him. He told her the schedule and she approved or what not, then we turned to leave. Something about this guy made me feel really weird, in a good way. I felt risky today so before we left, I purposely walked near him.
"You're cute," I whispered in his ear. He blushed and looked away, so I just smiled and left.
...
"Can I stay here tonight?" I said as casual as possible.
"Uh...sure, but why do you need to?"
"I told my mom I was gay...she kicked me out. I have no one to stay with tonight, so I thought I could stay here. Sorry if I'm being a burden, I'll be out in the morning." I said politely. I didn't want to be rude right now, I needed to stay here.
...
"You're no fun sober," He rolled his eyes.
"You're no fun drunk." He replied.
"Touche." I winked again, only to get his "Stern face." "Loosen up Vic, do what you want, this isn't one of our therapy sessions." I said casually, stepping forward. This time, he didn't step back.
...
"How's it look?"
"Bloody, bruised." I laughed.
"Yeah well." He smiled. God, that smile was killing me.
"Hows yours?'" I said with a smirk.
