What If I'm the Secret? (Fuenciado)
Chapter 3
**VIC’S POV**
What. The. Fucking. Fuck. I can NOT believe he just screamed that. I looked over to a fucking livid Kellin. His face was flushed but steam almost poured out of his ears. “Go. Get. Him.” Kellin whispered calmly, trying to control his anger. I did as I was told to escape the wrath that was Kellin Quinn. I darted out of the restaurant, looking left and right for the drunken idiot. Well, he hadn’t gone far, for he was leaning against a brick wall next to the side of the eatery.
“Jaime, what is your problem?!” I confronted the senseless boy. He held his knees up to his face to hid his face. “Answer me, dammit!” I yelled in response to his silence. He finally looked up. Tears had stained his red face that matched his fiery eyes so well.
“W-Why do you have to like Kellin?” He hiccupped, then continued silently sobbing. “What about h-him is soooo great?! What’s all the r-rage about?” A wasted Jaime trying standing up, but failed and fell back down against the wall.
“Jaime, I don’t see where you’re going with this,” I said sympathetically, holding out a sincere hand to help him up. “Why does it matter-“
“Because I like you, dammit!!” Jaime yelled. The passion in his eyes almost startled me. I didn’t know what to say. Did he really like me? Is he just confused because he was drunk? It didn’t really matter. Those words left his mouth.
Right after saying what he did, he looked almost shocked. Jaime tried to run away but ended up tripping and falling again, almost puking on himself. I walked over to him putting a hand on his shoulder consolingly.
“No-“ he choked. “D-Don’t touch me.” His head hung while he was still on all fours, recovering from throwing up. He shrugged my hand away. He made some sort of effort to look at me. “Why would you even w-want to? I’m disgusting compared to K-Kellin,” he coughed, which turned into light sobbing.
“Who ever said that, Jaime?” I sat next to him. I put another hand on his back and lightly pulled him toward me. I don’t know if he gave in or was just weak, but he fell into my lap, the sobs starting to slow down. “Jaime, I had strong feelings for Kellin for a while. Only recently did I discover he had them too. But we’ve been starting to grow apart.” I pet his hair as he just closed his eyes and listened.
“This morning, I woke up to Kellin yelling at me when he found us cuddling. We went outside and had this big fight. He stormed off and I chased after him. He forgave me, and that’s when we went to the dressing room.”
His face went soft. “Okay? You won’t have to worry about it anymore, I was gonna split up with him anyways,” I looked at his shut eyes. He opened them slightly. I watched him closely as he tried to get back up. He stood on his knees before wrapping his arms around my neck, hugging me.
“Just don’t d-dump him for my s-sake. I’d never f-forgive myself,” he hiccupped.
I hugged him back, almost shocked. Jaime is a great guy, but knowing he likes me is news. I don’t know if I could like him like that.
“Let’s get you to the bus,” I said. I wrapped his arm around my shoulder and got him to the bus. We shuffled about 20 feet to the van behind the restaurant. I assisted the boy up the stairs and into the bus. He stumbled a few times, but eventually made it to the bed. I pulled my blanket from my bed over him and helped tucked him in.
“Please don’t go,” his words slurred. I couldn’t help but giggle. He’s actually kinda cute when he’s drunk and needy. I sat beside him on his bed and grabbed the TV remote, and turned it on.
“What do you wanna watch?”
“You.”
I looked back and saw him reaching for my hand, lightly scrapping his fingers across it. I could feel myself blush slightly, but I could hold it back. Wait- Why am I blushing?
“You made me c-cuddle you last night, now its my turnnn~” he sang. Well, good to see he’s feeling better. I chuckled lightly as he pulled me in.
“Fine, but only so we’re even.” I warned.
“I’ll t-take it.”
I smiled as I let him spoon me. He was actually quite comforting. It can get lonely touring. This kind of attention was much needed I realized, now that I’m getting it. Kellin normally gave me that satisfaction, but we never got the chance to be together. And it doesn’t matter if I get caught with Jaime. He already mad, anyway. I watched Criminal Minds and House for a few more hours. Jaime was long gone. His arm was slung around me and he was snoring. I giggled to myself before relaxing. Eventually, the Pierce the Veil group came in. They shared their ‘ooh’s and ‘awww’s before getting in their bunks too.
“You know, Kellin’s still pissed,” Tony informed me. I just nodded. I knew he was, but what could I do? It’s not like I knew Jaime was gonna walk in when he did, and shout our relationship when he did. I’ll deal with him tomorrow because to be honest, I didn’t want to disturb Jaime’s deep slumber.
After the boys went to bed, I turned off the TV and turned, facing Jaime. I ran my fingers through his hair, and whispered, “I remember everything last night. I wasn’t just drunk,” my hand moved from his hair to his cheek and lightly stroked it. “If only you knew.”
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**JAIME’S POV**
“What the fuck?!” I heard a familiar voice scream. I felt the bed shift as Vic shot up. I had waken up to find Kellin raising hell at Vic.
“What is this shit you keep pulling, Victor??” Kellin yelled. I kept my eyes closed and pretended that I was still sleeping.
“Kellin, please-“
“No, we’re over!” He yelled, stomping out of the bus.
What. The. Fucking. Fuck. I can NOT believe he just screamed that. I looked over to a fucking livid Kellin. His face was flushed but steam almost poured out of his ears. “Go. Get. Him.” Kellin whispered calmly, trying to control his anger. I did as I was told to escape the wrath that was Kellin Quinn. I darted out of the restaurant, looking left and right for the drunken idiot. Well, he hadn’t gone far, for he was leaning against a brick wall next to the side of the eatery.
“Jaime, what is your problem?!” I confronted the senseless boy. He held his knees up to his face to hid his face. “Answer me, dammit!” I yelled in response to his silence. He finally looked up. Tears had stained his red face that matched his fiery eyes so well.
“W-Why do you have to like Kellin?” He hiccupped, then continued silently sobbing. “What about h-him is soooo great?! What’s all the r-rage about?” A wasted Jaime trying standing up, but failed and fell back down against the wall.
“Jaime, I don’t see where you’re going with this,” I said sympathetically, holding out a sincere hand to help him up. “Why does it matter-“
“Because I like you, dammit!!” Jaime yelled. The passion in his eyes almost startled me. I didn’t know what to say. Did he really like me? Is he just confused because he was drunk? It didn’t really matter. Those words left his mouth.
Right after saying what he did, he looked almost shocked. Jaime tried to run away but ended up tripping and falling again, almost puking on himself. I walked over to him putting a hand on his shoulder consolingly.
“No-“ he choked. “D-Don’t touch me.” His head hung while he was still on all fours, recovering from throwing up. He shrugged my hand away. He made some sort of effort to look at me. “Why would you even w-want to? I’m disgusting compared to K-Kellin,” he coughed, which turned into light sobbing.
“Who ever said that, Jaime?” I sat next to him. I put another hand on his back and lightly pulled him toward me. I don’t know if he gave in or was just weak, but he fell into my lap, the sobs starting to slow down. “Jaime, I had strong feelings for Kellin for a while. Only recently did I discover he had them too. But we’ve been starting to grow apart.” I pet his hair as he just closed his eyes and listened.
“This morning, I woke up to Kellin yelling at me when he found us cuddling. We went outside and had this big fight. He stormed off and I chased after him. He forgave me, and that’s when we went to the dressing room.”
His face went soft. “Okay? You won’t have to worry about it anymore, I was gonna split up with him anyways,” I looked at his shut eyes. He opened them slightly. I watched him closely as he tried to get back up. He stood on his knees before wrapping his arms around my neck, hugging me.
“Just don’t d-dump him for my s-sake. I’d never f-forgive myself,” he hiccupped.
I hugged him back, almost shocked. Jaime is a great guy, but knowing he likes me is news. I don’t know if I could like him like that.
“Let’s get you to the bus,” I said. I wrapped his arm around my shoulder and got him to the bus. We shuffled about 20 feet to the van behind the restaurant. I assisted the boy up the stairs and into the bus. He stumbled a few times, but eventually made it to the bed. I pulled my blanket from my bed over him and helped tucked him in.
“Please don’t go,” his words slurred. I couldn’t help but giggle. He’s actually kinda cute when he’s drunk and needy. I sat beside him on his bed and grabbed the TV remote, and turned it on.
“What do you wanna watch?”
“You.”
I looked back and saw him reaching for my hand, lightly scrapping his fingers across it. I could feel myself blush slightly, but I could hold it back. Wait- Why am I blushing?
“You made me c-cuddle you last night, now its my turnnn~” he sang. Well, good to see he’s feeling better. I chuckled lightly as he pulled me in.
“Fine, but only so we’re even.” I warned.
“I’ll t-take it.”
I smiled as I let him spoon me. He was actually quite comforting. It can get lonely touring. This kind of attention was much needed I realized, now that I’m getting it. Kellin normally gave me that satisfaction, but we never got the chance to be together. And it doesn’t matter if I get caught with Jaime. He already mad, anyway. I watched Criminal Minds and House for a few more hours. Jaime was long gone. His arm was slung around me and he was snoring. I giggled to myself before relaxing. Eventually, the Pierce the Veil group came in. They shared their ‘ooh’s and ‘awww’s before getting in their bunks too.
“You know, Kellin’s still pissed,” Tony informed me. I just nodded. I knew he was, but what could I do? It’s not like I knew Jaime was gonna walk in when he did, and shout our relationship when he did. I’ll deal with him tomorrow because to be honest, I didn’t want to disturb Jaime’s deep slumber.
After the boys went to bed, I turned off the TV and turned, facing Jaime. I ran my fingers through his hair, and whispered, “I remember everything last night. I wasn’t just drunk,” my hand moved from his hair to his cheek and lightly stroked it. “If only you knew.”
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**JAIME’S POV**
“What the fuck?!” I heard a familiar voice scream. I felt the bed shift as Vic shot up. I had waken up to find Kellin raising hell at Vic.
“What is this shit you keep pulling, Victor??” Kellin yelled. I kept my eyes closed and pretended that I was still sleeping.
“Kellin, please-“
“No, we’re over!” He yelled, stomping out of the bus.
amazing story. the ending though. SO MANY FEELS
11/27/14