To people reading this, thank you, once again. Kind reviews are encouraged, and I love having polite feedback. I do understand that I sometimes misspell things, but so does everybody, and even though it says to check before publishing, I don't. So maybe I should. Hope you guys enjoy. Happy new years!

Kellin's POV

I sat there on the couch, frowning slightly, and listening to my mother yelling over the phone. I hung my head slightly, hearing my name get involved into the conversation. I leaned over with my elbow on my knees, and covered my ears. I hated it when she argued with people, especially a man I hated to even think about; my father.

He was gone, thank god. But he sometimes came back, and I couldn't do anything about it. Every time we called the cops on him, he always got away before they showed up. We were powerless, and now we felt powerless more than ever. He was for some reason trying to fight for my custody, and I didn't understand why. He was the one who left; he didn't want to be with us anymore.

Sometimes I laid awake thinking about him, and then I realized, he was nothing but a pathetic dream. I winced, squeezing my eyes shut and suddenly getting up, storming out the front door and going onto the lawn. I stood there, and gripped my hair, and let out a high pitched scream of frustration. A cat started to meow, and I groaned and crouched down, lacing my fingers behind my neck. I sniffed and felt tears go down my cheeks, and I glanced over at my wrist, my scars showing.

I fell onto my butt and rubbed my wrist lightly, sighing and closing my eyes. I wanted the pain to just go away. I let myself fall on my side onto the ground and moved into a small ball, gripping onto the grass lightly. 'Yeah, that's right, you dirty whore. Grab onto those bed sheets.' I gasped out, barring my teeth as tears slid across the bridge of my nose. 'You're enjoying this aren't you, you pathetic boy?!'

I quickly pulled out my razor and trembled as I rested it upon my skin. When I started to press down, the strange guy I met at the bridge started to come into mind. 'Were you serious when you sang that?' 'Yeah, I sang it for a reason, didn't I?' I sniffed and my throat tightened as I didn't move the razor. 'You're beautiful, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.' I felt the razor slip from my fingers, and I trembled, feeling myself move onto my other side, pressing my wrist against my chest.

'You're pathetic! Look at you squirm beneath me! Every time I slap you, you don't seem to make a sound!' I seemed to be fighting with myself, and covered my face as I moved onto my back, and I cried silently. I reached for my razor and stuffed it back into my pocket, and starred up at the starry sky. I sighed softly, and punched the ground once, before sitting back up. "Fuck." I got up, and wobbled slightly, and I perked my head up when I heard some voices.

I wanted to run back into my house, but I stayed where I was. As two gang like guys started to walk by, the taller one with large eyes and his hood up glanced at me. "Hey, are you ok?" He suddenly asked, and I trembled, and flicked my gaze to him with wild, big eyes. "Fuentes, leave him alone." The smaller one said, narrowing his eyes at me suspiciously. My heart stopped beating.

F-Fuentes?

My mouth opened a tad, and I gulped trying to quickly get over my melt down. "Fuentes…? Forgive me if this is a common last name, but would you happen to be related to Vic Fuentes?" The two men glanced at each other, before the taller one suddenly gasped and looked at me quickly. "Yeah, he's my brother. Who are you?" He seemed to be trying to hold back a sad smile, so if he was Vic's brother, he must've told him about me.

"I'm Kellin. Kellin Quinn." It probably wasn't safe of me to give my full name to strangers, but if they were somehow related to Vic… I wouldn't be afraid, as odd as that sounded. "Kellin… Wow, you have some balls." I held back a scoff, but I did a sad smile when the smaller man started to walk to me, with open arms all of a sudden. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that. Whatever you go through, I'm sorry. I understand how it is; the feeling of feeling worthless, unwanted, un loved." I felt my knees wobble. Maybe I was hallucinating, and if my mom would hurry up and come see how I was, they'd disappear. But as stupid as I was, I started to walk to the man, and I stopped when he did. "I'm sorry, Kellin. Come here." The younger man looked pain, and I let out a whine before stumbling into his arms, and he hugged me tightly, and I did the same right back. I sobbed into his shoulder, and the tallest man stood quietly, looking around.

"I know you have no idea who we are, but we know about you. Sort of, well, Mike's brother does." I glanced over his shoulder, and sniffed. Mike gulped and glanced over, frowning slightly. Mike sighed lightly and shook his head slightly. "Yeah, my brother knows you. Vic Fuentes. You've heard of him, right?" I felt my heart start to race. I hesitantly nodded, before pulling away from the shorter man and staring at him.

"He thinks about you all the time. It's annoying to be honest." Mike teased, and smiled when I gave a trembled smile, and I wiped my eyes. "How is he?" I asked weakly, and Mike glanced at me before back at Tony. "He's fine. How are you?" They both were silent, waiting for my answer. I rubbed my wrist lightly before shrugging. "I'm ok, I guess." Mike looked slightly relieved; Tony glanced over my shoulder and frowned.

"Sorry we scared you, probably. We usually get up around this time to go smoke together and get away from our families. What are you doing out here at this time of night?" Mike asked, slipping his thumbs into his pockets. I bit my lip lightly, before sticking my thumb behind me and pointing to my house. "My mom… Uh… She likes to yell when she's on the phone, and I get stressed out when I hear it. So I come out here to relieve some stress." They both looked at me before I shook my head. "It's relaxing coming out here and looking up at the sky."

"God, so fucking poetic, like Vic." Mike teased, and Tony slapped my back. "Ignore him, he's just a prick. I'm Tony, and this is Mike. We're obviously close to Vic, and he told us about the event that took place on the bridge. I think you changed his way of thinking." Mike nodded, agreeing with him. We both stood there in silence, before I said more clearly now, "How could I have done that? He barely knows me." Mike seemed a little irritated now, and Tony walked over and sighed, putting a hand on Mike's chest, facing me.

"I can't say why or how, you'd have to ask Vic yourself. It's not our place to talk about it." I felt a little pained, and then I ran my fingers through my hair. "How can I even talk to him if I have no way of communicating?" Tony smirked lightly and pulled out something from his pocket. "Vic was really excited when he made copies of these, but here. We're playing down by the river bank for New Years." I parted my lips lightly. I had forgotten we didn't have school the up coming week, and that was because of New Years. I smiled, loving the fact that Vic was actually in a band. If he didn't, it would've shocked me. His voice was so angelic.

I took the flier, and opened it, glancing down at it. There was a picture of all 4 of them, the other must've been with Vic, and It made my skin warm. I glanced back up at them and nodded, folding it back up and squeezing it in my hand. "You better come. I'm sure Vic would really enjoy seeing you." Mike said, in a deeper tone, but he gave a gentle smile, and that made me feel better. I smirked lightly and glanced at my shoes.

"I will. I really want to see him; as well as listen to you guys play." I must've made them both happy, because their grins grew, and they high fived each other. "Alright. We'll see you later, then." They waved to me, and I waved back as I watched them go. I turned around, and started to walk back to my front door, before I quickly turned back around again and chased after them. "Wait! Does he have a cellphone?" Mike smirked, and raised an eyebrow. "You have to ask for his number yourself." I groaned slightly and they laughed hard, walking off and yelling goodnight too me.

I slumped back to my house once more, and quietly went inside. It was quiet, so I presumed my mother just went to bed. I quietly jogged up the stairs, and flopped onto my bed after closing my bed room door. I smiled lightly, thinking about what kind of songs Vic would sing. His voice… I couldn't even explain it. I stretched, and cuddled against my pillow. I smirked one last time, before breathing out softly and falling asleep.

When morning came, I smiled to myself surprisingly, and forgot to even change out of my clothes from the day before. I pulled the flier out from my pocket, and chuckled, seeing Vic's smile. I went to my desk and pulled off a tab, going to my little tab board and sticking it on. My heard raced as I stared at it, and only staring at Vic. "God, I hope you change the world with your music." I whispered softly, and closed my eyes and twirled around, going to get some new clothes and head to the shower.

When I finished and put on a loose American flag t-shirt, some skinny jeans and my old toms, I headed down stairs to quickly grab some breakfast. My mom was sitting there at the table, looking exhausted and drinking a cup of coffee. She smiled weakly up at me, and I walked over, kissing her temple and stealing her coffee cup to go pour some more coffee for her. She mumbled something and I hurried back, placing her now filled coffee cup infront of her. "You're too sweet, my adorable baby boy." I rolled my eyes and chuckled as she pulled me down to her to kiss my cheek.

"You look nice today. Are you going somewhere?" I smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Don't I always look nice?" She scoffed, I was glad my scars weren't that deep anymore, because she didn't seem to notice. "You know that isn't what I mean. You seem happy today, too." I smiled lightly and poured some coffee for myself. "Yeah, well I feel happy. I guess." I shrugged and drank some coffee and made a disgusted face, getting some sugar and crème.

"Kellin? I'm sorry about yelling yesterday." She mumbled, and I stopped drinking my coffee to glance at her and sigh lightly. "it's ok, mom. Really, I understand." "No, you don't, Kellin." That surprised me a bit, and I frowned sadly at her, and walked over, wrapping an arm around her. "I love you so much, and I wouldn't trade you for even a million bucks. I want only what's best for you-…" He sniffed and wiped her nose instead of her eyes, and I smiled sadly, snuggling her head. "Mom, It's ok. I love you too. Stop crying." I turned her head and wiped her tears away.

"Kellin, baby? Can you sing too me?" I blinked, and sighed softly, sitting across from her, and taking her friends and stroking her knuckles gently and taking in a deep breath. "And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming, or the moment of truth in your lies. When everything feels like the movies, yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive…" I brought her knuckles to my lips and closed my eyes. "And I don't want the world to see me, 'cuz I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am."

My mom was crying, and she smiled back at me. I kissed her knuckles before leaning my fore head down onto them. "You have such a lovely voice, Kellin." I smirked lightly and glanced over her hands. "Yeah, maybe like save a life or something." "You already did." She reached over and gently touched my cheek, and my eyes widened slightly. She pulled out a knife from her robe pocket, and my face went to horror, as she set it on the table. "Y-You didn't, did you?" A hand covered my mouth, and she trembled and shook her head, hanging her head. "No, but I wanted too." "Mom, I love you so god damn much." I cried out, and lunged over the table, hugging her tightly. "Don't leave me." I whispered, burying my face into her hair.

Mom sobbed and held onto me, and I had to press my face against her hair covered neck so she wouldn't see me cry. We held each other for a while, before I sniffed and pulled back, and I wiped her tears away. "Stay strong for me, mom. Because I can't promise that I will be for you all the time, and I need you to understand that." I cupped her face, and she sighed deeply, closing her eyes. "I understand, hon." I sighed lightly, and kissed her fore head, pulling away and grabbing the knife, tossing it into the trash, and grabbing the trash bag, then I went to grab the car keys.

"I'm taking this to the trash. I'm going to get going now to go practice with my band, mom. I love you, and please take care of yourself." I bent over and kissed her cheek, and she chuckled softly. "You too, babe." She got up and went to go put in a new trash bag, and I walked out into the sun light, squinting my eyes lightly before walking over to the trash can, opening it and then dumping the bag inside. I closed it, and headed over to the car. I glanced over across the street and saw my neighbors' kids playing outside on their cheap, old play set. They laughed and played, and one even seemed to wave at me. I waved back, smiling a little, and then got into my car.

I really had wished for Vic's number last night so I could've called him, but he probably would've gotten crept out. I pursed my lips lightly, and glanced at my watch. It was only 1 in the afternoon and my mother was still dressed in her pajamas. Great. I decided to go to the river front early and see the set up, and also to just look and rest by the river. I whistled lightly, then starting to turn up my radio. A shiver ran up my spine as I heard my friend's band on the radio. He was the same age as I was, and I was jealous, because Fearless Records had found him and he had promised he'd tell them about me.

I turned the song up even more and danced around a bit in my seat. 'When the lights go up I want to watch the way you take the stage by storm! The way you wrap those boys around your finger, go on and play the leader 'cause you know it's what you're good at; the low road for the fast track make ever second last!' I smiled and tapped my fingers along the wheel. "GOD FUCK, ALEX! YOU NEVER FAIL TO AMAZE ME!" I screamed against the music and laughed, hoping he'd call me soon and fucking have me sing with him sometime.

I hummed and glanced out quickly over the bridge, and frowned softly, thinking about when Vic met me at the bridge. "I love this bridge." I mumbled and sighed, driving over it and seeing the river tower, then the lawn of it, and a large stage. 'Vic's band is going to be playing there in a few hours.' I parked in the empty parking lot, and got out, locking up the car and waving my key around, doing a little dance and heading to the tower. As I went to the gates, I went up to the woman in the women, and I felt embarrassed, because I was barely tall enough for her to see.

"What are you here for, babe?" She chewed on her gum and leaned her chin against the palm of her hand. "I'm uh, there are bands playing here, right?" I pulled out the flier and showed it to her against the glass. "They aren't playing for a few hours though." She seemed slightly surprised. I raised an eyebrow and smirked, flicking my gaze side to side, shrugging. "Does it shock you I just want to sit by the river or something?" She blinked and smirked, looking at the ticket prizes. "7 dollars for entry, please." I pulled out my wallet and handed her the money. She placed in into the cash register, and then tickets slipped out a slot of the counter, and she slid it to me in the window opening.

"Thank you." I said, and I slipped the ticket into my wallet. Apparently there was a different section you needed if you were to see the bands, and thank god I got here really early, because there were already people out with their blankets and chairs. I sighed lightly, and stood there, arms crossed and glancing around. There was faint music playing, and I shrugged lightly, not sure if I really liked it or not. I crouched down once I got in the grass area and put my chin on my knees, opening my phone and bringing up Alex's number. I made a face slightly, smirking. He never answered me anymore, but hey, it was worth a try.

As I called the number, I was surprised it didn't go straight to voice mail. I nervously taped my fingertips on my knees and I fell onto my butt. "Hello? Kellin?!" I smiled big, my eyes lightening up. "Alex! Holy crap, your voice is cracking!" We both laughed, and Alex sounded so, so happy. "I haven't talked to you in forever! Hey, why aren't you famous yet?!" I chuckled into the phone, and shrugged. "I don't know. Why aren't you performing here in California yet?" He groaned into the phone.

"It's hard, man. We're going to start touring for the first time, and I'm really scared." "Your parents just ALLOW that?" "Yeah. Wouldn't yours?" I sighed and closed my eyes. Before we could get deep in the parent conversation, Alex laughed into the phone. "I want to hear you sing. I haven't heard you sing in a long time." I looked around, before smirking and raising an eyebrow. "I'm out in public, though." "So? You have to learn to sing in front of people, anyway, if you're going to be in a band." I sighed deeply, agreeing with him. He started a tune; that was usually how it worked with him and me.

"Maybe it's not my weekend, but this could be my year, and I'm so sick of watching, all the minutes pass as I go nowhere!" I missed his voice, and he was one of the reasons why I kept wanting to continue being in a band; inspiring others to great in the world, and to help others in need. To tell someone else that they're not along, they have me. I responded, closing my eyes and smiling. "And this is my reaction to everything I fear! Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here!" His voice was deeper than mine, but I think we sounded good together.

All of a sudden, I heard clapping behind me, and I blushed when I noticed a few old women and some little children clapping and watching me. "you did that on purpose." I hissed quietly into the phone and I smiled and waved and did a little bow. I turned and stared out into the water. "Just trying to help a friend out." I chuckled.

"What's been going on lately?" "A lot of stuff…" This is usually how our serious conversations started. "OH… Man, I'm sorry." "it's not your fault. It never is." "I can't help but to feel bad when you say this, and I can't even be here for you." I smiled sadly and closed my eyes, hanging my head back slightly, loving the sun I'm on my skin. "Don't worry about it… I met someone." I could almost just see the big smile on Alex's face. "Is he cute?" Then my smile grew and I laughed loudly. "Really, Alex? That's the first thing you're worried about?" "Hot damn, Kellin! I need to know if the man is cute!" I smiled and bit my lip, looking down at my lap. "Yeah, he's pretty damn cute. But that's not why I mentioned him… He uh… I had a melt down, and he came at the right moment and made me get down from jumping off of the bridge." Alex was quiet, and I pulled the phone away from my ear and rolled my ears when Alex yelled, "DON'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE ME, MAN!" "GET ME SIGNED, THEN I'LL ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE!" We both chuckled.

"It's hard to try and persuade them. You have to try and get noticed. You can't make me do all the work." I frowned lightly and sighed. "Yeah, I know. And I'm sorry. I just want to get out of this hell hole and travel, and send money to my mother." Alex went quiet. "What about your fans?" I blinked and suddenly felt bad. "Don't you want to impact their lives, too?" Cheers to Alex who always wants to make me feel like a dick. "I don't HAVE any fans right now…" "Why did I hear clapping in the back ground?" "Alex, I was singing one of YOUR songs. They probably recognized it…" Alex tsked into the phone. "You're so blind, Kellin. Let yourself open up, then you'll see the true meaning of life. Oh, shit. I have to go. I'll try and call you later!" "wait, no!" I stuttered, and then he hung up. I groaned and flipped my phone shut. I slipped it into my pocket, and closed my eyes, and laid down. I tried, now, to go to sleep for about a good 5 hours.

"KELLIN!" I snorted and woke up, and lazily glanced up, seeing Tony glancing down at me. "T-TONY!" I stuttered and shot up, glancing at him with wide eyes. "W-What time is?" I gulped, trying to look. "Six. I'm so surprised you're not fucking sun burned." He laughed hard. "How did you find me?!" I asked, and he shrugged. "It's kind of easy to notice when there's an old woman who pointed at you and asked if I knew the man with the angelic voice, and Vic always calls you that." I parted my lips and blushed deeply.

"Vic hasn't seen me yet, has he?" Tony smirked. "Nope. We're practicing now. It's going to be sneaky, but you're going to have to be one of the last people to come in, so he doesn't notice you." I puffed out my cheeks. "Will they even let me in if the area reaches a certain occupation rate?" Tony raised his hands and shrugged. "Beats me. You'll know when to come in. Stay around this area." He stated, and Mike glanced over from helping to carry equipment In, and while holding two guitars, he lifts one while waving to me, and I wave back, nervous that he's going to drop the guitars. I do what Tony suggests me to do, and then suddenly, a un familiar touch flaps onto my shoulder. I jerk and glance over my shoulder. A pant with spikey, but poofy black hair does a goofy grin. "Are you Kellin?" I blinked and smirked. "Yeah, I am. I'm imagining you are a friend of Vi's, yeah?" Jaime nodded, smiling and greeting himself.

We started talking and he smiled a lot, one thing I had noticed. "Yeah, it's going to be so funny when Vic realizes you've been here this whole time." I nodded, smiling and staring off into the river bank. "So you know about me, I'm guessing?" "I don't honestly KNOW you, I just heard about you in the car when we were escaping a party. I was too drunk to even remember what your last name was." I laughed. I could tell that he and I were going to get along just fine.

"Oh, shit! I see Vic over there! I'll keep him over there, and suggest we practice. You know when to come in, right?" I shrugged and made a face, goofily smiling. "Sure. Yeah, I do." "Great, I'll see you later!" I watched him run off, and I went over to a concession stand and got myself a lemonade shake up, and crouched down, leaning my head against the side of the stand, and hid myself away from the large stage, trying to listen to Vic. I could hear Tony and Mike laughing, probably because Jaime tripped over a guitar stand or something.

I couldn't hear Vic, though, because the mic wasn't set up, so that made me really eager. I waited until 8, and that was when the river front was getting really crowded, and the first band to play of course was Vic's, which was called "Pierce the Veil." I thought it was a good name for a band, but I wasn't sure really want it stood for. I thought it meant stab the thing that covers your identity and be free to express yourself. I got up, and peeked over, seeing a lot of girls up front, and some other people starting to enter. The space was already getting full, and they haven't even started yet.

"Hurry up." I purred softly, and waited for the guitar to start going on. I blinked, hearing Vic started talking into the mic. "Um, so hey guys." A lot of the girls squealed, and I could imagine Vic making an awkward smile. "First song is a cover of a Rihanna song… I uh… OK, let's get started." He pulled away slightly and closed his eyes, and that was my cue to stand up. The girls started squealing as the guitars started to rummage through out the place, and damn, the guitarists, and drummer sounded fucking AMAZING. I smiled big, and raised an eyebrow. More and more people lined up and gave their ticket to the security guards, and I bit my lip, wanting to go now.

Then suddenly, my heart burst, hearing Vic start singing. "Her eyes, her eyes make the stars seem like they're not shining. Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying; she's so beautiful, and I tell her every day." Kellin groaned, his heart swooning, and he blushed and closed his eyes. He felt a ting of jealousy towards who ever he was singing too, because there was no way in hell he was singing this to HIM.

"I know, I know when I compliment her she won't believe me. And it's so, it's so sad to think that she don't see what I see; But every time she asks me 'Do I look okay?' I say…" I almost forgot that I was supposed to go in and actually watch him. I hurried to the guards, and they gave me a look, before slicing my ticket in half and giving me the other half, and I rushed inside, trying to push through jumping people and squealing girls. I stood there, taking a breath of awe and staring up at him. I couldn't help but be like every other girl in there and imagine him singing that too ME.

"When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change; cuz girl you're amazing, just the way you are!" I smiled and watched Vic sing and jump around, even sometimes playing on his guitar. I liked how Tony and Jaime bounced around, too, then Mike banging his head and moving around as he played the drums. Jaime pushed Vic forward with one hand, and he seemed to wink at someone, but then I realized it was ME he winked at, and I realized what the sign was. Vic wobbled and fell onto people, and they lifted him and smiled and cheered, and I cursed and tried getting closer so I could help move him.

Vic smiled big and held onto his Microphone, singing into it. "And when you smile the whole world stops and stare's for a while, cuz girl you're amazing, just the way you are! Y-EEEEAH!" I got close, and my heart pounded against my chest as I laughed and raised my hands, feeling his skinny jeans, and then his leg. Some girl was trying to hold his hand and grab his bracelet, but he casually yanked his hand away, and I bit my lip and tried going for his hand by helping move his body above me, and my hand was on his arm. I squeezed gentle, and he glanced after smiling, and his eyes widened, and I grinned BIG time.

"Her lips, her lips I could kiss them all day if she'd let me; her laugh, her laugh she hates but I think it's so SEXY!" He kept looking at me the whole entire time, and I blushed deeply and stared up at him in awe, and I bit my lip. "She's so beautiful, and I tell her everyday… Oh you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change, if perfect's what you're searching for then just stay the same!" We found each other's hands, and laced our fingers together, and I cried out, laughing and smiling, and starting to sing along. If he was starting to get moved, I would move with him. Our hands never broke apart, and he stared at me the whole entire time, except the parts where he casually looked at other girls so they wouldn't get jealous.

I suddenly felt my cellphone buzz, and I quickly answered it, but I didn't get to hear what it was. I just laughed into the phone and held it up as Vic was singing, and the guitars and drums were doing their best to keep the beat going smoothly. I squeezed onto his hand, before our finger tips touched and he was finally moved back to the stage, and Jaime smiled big and helped him back on. I closed my phone and kept on jumping and listening to the song. The rest of the songs were amazing, too. But the first one they played got everybody riled up in a good way. It was a great song to start off with.

I suddenly got a text, and I opened my phone and glanced down. My eyes widened. It was from Alex, and I opened it up. "Dude?! Was that you singing? If so, you didn't sound the same from earlier! Seems to light for you, too." "That wasn't me singing! That was the Vic, the guy I like!" A lot of people went silent as I said that, and Vic glanced behind his shoulder as the rest of his band members were getting up to bow. I blushed insanely and slowly brought the cellphone back to my ear.

"Well, who ever that was, I hope you send me their number, because the a manager looking for someone to sign just came to talk to me, and they wanted to talk to you, but now they want to talk with the band I heard." I felt something in my heart, and I frowned deeply. Fuck. "S-So… They're not interested in me, anymore?" I whispered, turning my head. "I never said that; but they just want to talk with Vic's band." I stayed quiet before sighing. "I'll text you their number later. See you some time soon, Alex." I hung up and rubbed the back of my head, but I honestly felt happy that they were smart enough to think Vic was a good singer, and that he had talented people in his band.

When they got off, Vic jumped off of the stage, and hurried to me. I hurried to him too, and we got close enough, I felt his fingers cup my face, and lace through my hair, and I let out a shaky sigh. "I've been wanting to do this ever since I met you." Vic mumbled, and I leaned in close, and I couldn't help but smile as we kissed, and I had my hands lace together behind his neck. We both smiled into the kiss, and we slowly pulled away, before glancing into each other's eyes, and I quickly pressed my lips against his, chuckling against the soft flesh.

I was surprised at myself; I never admitted to being gay. Maybe I was only gay for one certain person. Vic let out a shaky chuckle against my lips, and he found my hands, laced our fingers together, and stood there with our fore heads pressed together. "I hope you know that song was represented for you." I chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so my laugh is sexy?" He blushed, and I let out a small, cute laugh. "Yes, your laugh is sexy." He grinned, and he pulled me in for a hug, and I rested against him, lacing my arms around his neck and we both stood there, resting against each other.

"I missed you… I was worried that you'd be…" I frowned and gripped onto the back of his shirt, nuzzling my face down into his shoulder. "I'm not going any where, Vic." I pulled away a little and lifted his chin. His dark brown eyes stared right through my soul, and I sighed, and leaned down, kissing him softly, then he smiled, we nuzzled our noses together. "WOAH! So are you two, like, dating now?!" I jerked, and Vic held onto me by my waist and rolled his eyes.

"What do you think, idiot?" He asked his hyper active guitar player, and he laughed and high fived with Tony; mike grumbled and got out his wallet, giving them both five bucks. "You seriously bedded money on us?!" Vic laughed, and gripped my hips lightly, and I scooted closer to him. "Well, yeah! Mike said Vic would've seen you right as you entered, because that stumble you did while you came in was really noticeable." I puffed out my cheeks and shook my head, rolling my eyes and smiling. "I'm clumsy, lay off." They all laughed, including me. Vic wrapped an arm around my waist, and we were perfect height, so we didn't have to worry about slumping over or anything. I wrapped an arm around his shoulders, and Vic was handed his guitar, and he made me hold onto it as we went to the side of the stage. Other bands were going to play soon, but they honestly weren't going to catch my interest as much as Pierce the Veil would have.

I handed it to him, and I watched as Vic gingerly put it away, and locked it up. He glanced up and asked if his brother and friends had forgotten anything. "Nope, I think we're all set. No one wants to watch the other bands?" "Nah. Let's just go drop Kellin off, then call it a night." I sighed lightly, and tiredly, and when Vic glanced over me, I gave a goofy grin and stuck out my tongue and wobbled over. "Jesus, Kellin." He laughed and I just wanted an excuse for him to hold me again.

Mike suddenly swooped me up and threw me over his shoulder. "WOAH! HEY!" I suddenly gasped. "I feel like I'm on a fucking tower!" Mike laughed and started running, and I screamed, laughing wildly and trying to hold onto his shirt or something. Jaime pushed Vic, and Vic smirked and started running as well, and Tony lit a cig, sighing deeply. "Come on, guys. This shit doesn't get any easier." He smiled though and ran after them. When they got to the car, Vic opened up the trunk and slid the guitar, along with putting other small stuff he was handed to put in there.

"I just remembered, I drove here!" I said, putting my head on my fore head, and pointing some where. It was overly crowded, and I wouldn't be able to find my car for HOURS. Vic pursed his lips lightly and put his hands on his hips. "Well, we could just give you a ride home and when the area gets cleared out, we could come back and get it for you." "Vic, it's Midnight. There's no way in hell I'm letting you come back out just for a car." He smirked and got near my face, biting his own lip and teasing me and whispering. "Yeah, well that's too bad." He slid his hand teasingly into my back pocket and quickly grabbed onto the chain, yanking it out and dangling in front of me, backing up. "Damn you, Vic Fuentes! I want those!" "I'm driving your car home, no questions asked." I sighed deeply, and he pursed his lips with a winning smirk, and I glared and groaned slightly, turning around and opening the back seat door. I sat in the middle between Jaime and Tony, and Vic sat in the passenger seat as his younger brother drove. They started to turn up the music, and they yelled, and sang together. I smiled, raising my eyebrows as the two boys held up beers and waved me back and forth.

I glanced at Vic, and he glanced back, and smiled lightly. He reached his hand back, and I automatically took it. I squeezed it lightly, and he returned the feeling. "AW!" The three boys yelled, and we both blushed and slowly slid our hands away from each other's. I smiled, pressing my fist against my mouth. We drove over the bridge, and Vic and I seemed to look the same way, and his mouth parted slightly, looking slightly sad. I sighed lightly and leaned up all the way and kissed his cheek.

He closed his eyes and hung his head back, glancing up at me, and I laughed lightly, resting my fore head down on his. It must've been uncomfortable for him in that position, but I don't think he honestly could give a damn. As we finished driving over it, we drove down in a small neighborhood, and I pointed out some more turns. I made him stop in front of a small, brown, run down looking house. The lights were off, and I got out, smiling and waving to the guys. "Thanks for the ride, guys." I patted my lap, cursing and realizing Vic still had my keys. But fortunately, he called out to me, and jogged after me, taking in a breath and smiling, and we stood face to face outside my door.

"Thanks for coming to the show." Vic started, and he looked down at his shoes before playing with his fingers. "It really meant a lot." I smiled and bit my lip lightly. "It was my pleasure. Thank you for saving my life." He glanced up, and I gulped and smiled sadly. He cupped my face, and I sighed as he put our fore heads against each other. "Never thank me for that. I will always be there for you, and I don't want you thanking me for it." He kissed the tip of my nose, and I scrunched up my nose and smiled.

Suddenly, the someone in the damn car must've honked, because right as he wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me closer to kiss, Jaime bursted out laughing and honked it. He completely dodged my lips and let his head drop against my chest. I laughed and blushed, and held him before sticking middle finger up to the guys. They laughed and all did it to me, too. I sighed and cupped his face to make him look at me. "Goodnight." I whispered. He mumbled something, I think it was saying goodnight back, and he leaned forward and kissed me. I shuttered lightly, and laced my fingers through his hair, his silky, brown curly hair, and smiled against his lips. He did the same, and he quickly pecked my lips once more before pulling away and trying to act cool by looking at me and then turning around, but he slid on some pebbles and fell onto his ass.

I bursted out laughing and hung my head back, my nose scrunching up. Vic basically ran to the car, and I started to wipe some tears away of laughter, and I waved them off, and went into the house. I turned on the lights, and smiled and saw a note onto the table. I picked it up and opened it, sighing softly. "If you come home late and I'm not home, I'm working double tonight. I love you, and get some rest." I threw the note into the garbage and stayed into the living room and laid down, waiting until an hour or so until they brought the car back.

I dozed off about 15 minutes into waiting for them, and about an hour later, there was soft knocking at the door. I groaned lightly and woke up, my hair feeling a little tangled up, and I got up and lazily walked to the door. I opened the door, and…-!

Hands were grabbing at me, and I screamed, my eyes wide, and I was pushed more into my house, and the door slammed behind a man, wearing all black, and having a bandana over his mouth. "WHERE'S THE STASH?!" I stuttered and took a step back. "P-Please! I don't have much money!" "I said, WHERE'S THE GOD DAMN, oh. There it is." He sounded like he was purposely make his food deeper, but he kept the gun pointing at me as he went to my food cabinet and opened it. "Make me a sandwhich." I blinked and nervously walked over, wanting to question him, but I didn't.

I started to make him a sandwhich, and I occasionally glanced back and raised an eyebrow, the robber sitting there and looking at his phone and just pointing his gun. I rolled my eyes and sighed, turning around and walking to him. "Does it have cheese on it?" His voice deepened and I glanced down and lifted the bun. "I can make it have cheese." He grabbed it and shrugged. He lifted the gun to my head, and I made a panicked face. He suddenly bursted out laughing and put down his gun, scooting back and crossing his legs and putting the sandwhich under his bandana, starting to chew on it. "What the ACTUAL fuck?!" I almost yelled, flustered and shocked, and a mix of fear. "You're so… Just go upstairs." He said in a grumble, and I was nervous, and I just wanted Vic. I was so fucking scared, and I didn't move. "B-But…" "Dude. Just go." He said in a higher pitch, and I blinked, and the voice sounded familiar. I walked past him and jogged up the stairs, and then stopped in front of my bed room door, which was faintly open, and it was creepy because it was pitch black. I slowly opened the door, and when I walked more into the room, I heard the door slam. I screamed and covered my face, and something grabbed me.

"N-NO! PLEASE!" I yelled and I felt my body go lose, and something one struggling to keep me up. "Babe!" I blinked and sniffed, hearing a familiar, playful voice. "V-Vic? What the hell!" Vic touched my cheek gingerly, and I shivered lightly, and he smirked against my neck. "Sorry, love. Couldn't help but want to surprise you on new years eve." I sighed deeply and fell onto my back, and he grunted and fell ontop of me. "I hate you right now." Vic laughed. "Doubt it." He leaned up off of me just a tad, and let his nose touch mine.

"Wait, so who was done there?" Vic smirked. "Jaime." "Don't you feed him at all? He wanted me to make him a sand which." "Did you?" "Well I was SCARED, Vic. If I knew it was him, I would've told him where the shit was so he could make it." We both laughed, and I felt his hot breath linger upon my lips, and I twitched, wanting so desperately to capture those with my own. "Oh, and, I didn't know you were so found of my band." He got up and turned on the lap light by my table, and my eyes squinted as I tried to get used to the sudden light. Seeing Vic ontop of me was tempting, but we had JUST started dating, and I did not want to feel like I was abusing my privileges. He lifted the flier he had carefully picked off of the board, and I blushed.

"I was just happy to see you were actually in a band. You're really talented, Vic. So is Mike, Tony and Jaime. I hope you guys make it far in life, someday, to be honest." Vic smiled lightly and traced my bottom lip with his thumb. "You think we could do it?" I smiled and closed my eyes. "Of course I can… OH! That reminds me! I uh… I'm friends with a band member, Alex Gaskarth…" "Alex Gaskarth? The guy from All Time Low?" I nodded, and he smiled big. "That's pretty rad. How did you guys meet." I laughed.

"To make the long story short, let's just stay, he punched my dad in the nose when he was trying to take me away from his house. We were going to have a sleep over, but apparently I didn't get a good grade on a test, so he was going to take me home and he was hurting me, so he was just like POW." Vic bit his lip from laughing really loudly. "He sounds like an awesome guy. Anyway, what about him?" I sighed hesitantly. "well… Originally… I wanted to be in HIS band, but since his band is getting full, he contacted Fearless Records to see if they could get me in somehow, and as they were calling me, I let them listen to you guys… And now they want you to travel about 3 or 4 hours from here and listen to you guys and interview you. You guys could become big, Vic!" Vic hovered above me, shocked and not talking. I watched him, amused.

"S-Seriously?" He whispered, and I nodded, now happy that they listened to him instead of me. They were a good band, I was only a one man team. One day I'd find my own band, but until then, I'd stand there and encourage Vic and his friends and brother. He quickly kissed me, and I was shocked, so I flailed my arms and didn't know where to put my hands.

"oh my god! I need to tell the guys! Babe…" We stared into each other's eyes. "I'll be right by your guys' sides through this, Vic. I won't leave, and I'll be your number one fan." I grabbed his shirt and quickly tugged him down. We kissed, this time, deeper than before. He sighed into the kiss, and rested his hand on my hip, and let our lips trace each others before kissing each other again, this lip, parting and starting to do a pattern. Soon enough, I think, we were making out. We both heard something thump against the door, followed by a sharp "OW." Vic sighed deeply. "They like to ruin moments." I smiled. "No one can ruin a moment like this." He smiled big and hugged me, our bodies pressed together, like they were meant to connect, like puzzle pieces.

WE both got up, and opened the door, seeing Tony on the ground above Mike. "T-THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Tony and Mike both said, with Mike's hands on Tony's hips, and Tony's ass up and his face almost against Mike's neck. "I'm sure it isn't." I whispered and wiggled my eyebrows. "Shut up, Kellin." Mike hissed, but I gave him a goofy grin.

We stepped over them, and headed down stairs. "You know, you could've just gotten a sand which yourself or just asked what else there was." I said to Jaime, crossing my arms to my chest. He shrugged and smiled, gulping down the last of his sand which. "Oh well. What's done is done." I rolled my eyes and smiled. Vic was nervously pacing, and Jaime blinked. "GUYS! GET DOWN HERE!" The two boys came down, and stared at Vic. He smiled, and tried to hold down his excitement, I noticed.

"Fearless Records wants us to come down, for us to have a meeting and stuff." They all started to immediately freak out, and jump on each other, even pulling Vic and I into a big group hug, and I laughed and tried getting out of it, but I chose to not fight against it and just let it happen. "I'm so fucking happy!" Jaime laughed and jumped onto Tony's back, making him stumble forward. Mike and Vic hugged, like a bro one. Vic smiled at me and I walked to him, and we both snuggled into each other.

"Oh… Uh, kellin?" I blinked and leaned in, and he handed something into my hand. "This is for when you need someone to talk to. If you are ever in danger, in need of a friend, or just feel like talking, call this number. It'll always be answered, alright?" My heart raced, and I smiled. As the boys continued on out the door of being excited, Vic and I stayed back, and we stared into each other's eyes, before wrapping our arms around each other, and bringing each other close, and pressing our lips to one anothers.

"I bet you've never had a Saturday night like this." We both grinned, and he shook his head, and kissed my fore head, and he tossed me the car keys, before waving one last time, and heading off with his small family. I watched them leave, and quickly ran up the stairs, happily jumping onto my bed, and closing my eyes, wanting to have a perfect dream; one that includes following Vic on band interviews, seeing him live at concert, and maybe even being in a band, being along side him.