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Vic's POV

Guess who's still upset with Kellin.

Me.

Guess who still hasn't apologized.

Kellin.

It had been a week since the incident and I've been ignoring him the entire time. He kept calling me but I declined every single one. I was currently waiting for Tay to come over from her new boyfriend, Jaime's house.

As if on cue, I got a knock on my door. The person on the other side wasn't someone I was expecting.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I've been trying to call you. All I wanted was a chance to apologize." Kellin frowned.

A smile creeped on my lips. I knew he was sorry and I could forgive him.

"It's okay." I said. "Just don't do that ever again."

He pulled me in for a hug then kissed me softly.

"I missed you." He said.

"I missed you too."

I called Tay and let her know what happened and that she no longer needed to come over.

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TWO WEEKS LATER

"Another party?" I asked Kellin.

"Yeah, babe. We haven't attended one in three weeks." He reminded me.

I shivered at the word babe.

"Okay, fine." I smiled and kissed his cheek.

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Night of the Party

"Alright, alright. We need to get ready." I said to Kellin just a second after I pulled away.

We had been making out for about half an hour now.

"Okay." He said, slightly disappointed and rolled off of me.

We were all dressed for the party. Kellin wore a black button up, black skinnies, and black converse. I wore a light greyish-silver button up with regular denim-colored jeans, and royal blue vans.

I walked out of my house and locked the door with Kellin following close behind. I had been home alone so luckily no one heard and noises coming from our little sesh.

When we arrived to the party, Kells took my hand as usual.

About an hour later, he asked me to dance. We were both a bit tipsy now so it just makes for a better night.

I grinded on Kellin's body to the beat as he held my hips.

He kissed me deeply and I could taste the alcohol on his lips.

"Let's go home." I suggested with a smirk.

"Okay, let's go." He replied.

We said goodbye to everyone and walked to the car. Kellin was stumbling a bit and he was our designated driver. He should be fine.

We drove off and at first everything was fine. I noticed we were swerving a little bit but at a slow pace. I looked over to see that Kellin was dozing off. I panicked as we started swerving more.

"Fuck, Kellin! Wake up!" I shook his shoulders but got nothing.

I reached over and tried to steer the car from my passenger seat but that only made it worse.

I ran straight into a stop sign.

"Oh god. Oh god. Oh god." I stammered.

If police came, we'd be screwed for drunk driving. I had to wake up Kellin before anyone tried to help.

"Kellin wake up!" I yelled.

Nothing.

"Fucking get up babe!" I screamed louder.

His eyes flickered open and he looked at me, confused.

"Listen, we have to get out of here right now. We crashed the car." I told him.

His eyes widened.

"Holy shit." He said.

We switched seats and I drove carefully to his house. Nobody was on the streets so I could get away with the ruined bumper.

I parked the car in front of his house and looked at him with a frown.

"Don't worry. It's my fault. Let's just go to sleep, I don't want your hangover to be any worse than it has to be." He said warmly.

We got out and walked up his stairs and straight up into his room.

I undress myself down to boxers considering it was highly uncomfortable to sleep in the clothes I was already in. Kellin followed my actions and then we crawled into bed.

He pulled me closer and we fell asleep, snuggling.

"I love you." He said.

That was the first time he'd ever said that. It was probably because he's drunk but I wasn't gonna lose this chance to say it back.

"I love you too."

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Pretty short. Writing more. Just wanted to give you guys a small filler (: anything you want to happen?

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