*A/N: this is the 30th chapter so i dont know...

i wanted to make it a really good one, i think i did a good job if i must say so myself.

this story reached 4K reads! thank you all so much!*

*Vic Pov*

i enter a club, the lights dancing everywhere,but not as much as the people in here, its so dark but from the bright lights bouncing all over the place i can see just fine. i make my way to the bar and i take a seat.

"i'll take the strongest" i say and the guy turns around and gets me something to drink then gives it to me, to be honest i didnt pay attention to what he mixed, but its not like it matters, im about to pay him when he shakes his head.

"on the house, it seems like you need it" he says and i look at his name tag

"thanks Tyler"

"you dont need to thank me, i just gave you the poison you asked for, after a few of those, you'll hate me" he says with a laugh, from the dim lights it looks like his hair is a light purple color, but yet that could just be the colored lights reflecting off of his hair.

"it was blonde, the lights arent fooling you i dyed it purple so the lights wouldnt change my hair color, because you cant change colors of something if its the same,you know?" tyler says taking me out of my thoughts

"ya, totally"

"you are confused"

"yes" i say as i take a small sip of the strongest drink in the world.

"i dyed my hair purple, so the lights dont have a chance to change my hair color"

"oh" i say and i take a huge gulp of this hell in a cup.

"so what brings you here?"

"to a club? drinks"

"no like why are you trying to get drunk, what happened?"

"issues i guess i have, i let someone i loved go through my fingers,didnt talk for weeks, his friend had a party tonight, i went, he was there, his boy friend is a party loving, prick. i dont want my ex being around him, my ex's name was kellin, his current boy friends name is jack, isnt that a bitch of a name, i mean he sounds like an ass. maybe thats why the word jackass was created, it all makes sense now! anyways, i told kellin to have a good life, so im trying to stay out of it, but i dont know if i can"

"dude, dont give up on this kellin dude, but if you really want to let him go, let him go, it might be best for you right now, but then go back to getting him"

"heres water for when you need it" he adds placing a glass of water in front of me and he goes refills a drink for someone else. i look behind me to see sweaty people grinding against each other, and people just dancing, some clearly drunk, some pissed out of their mind hammered. i turn back and drink the rest.

~ three drinks of this shit later, and im still feeling pretty good.

"you still hung up on that ex?" tyler asks

"kellin, who?" i say then i start laughing

"who needs boy friends anyways" i add

"i agree, my boyfriend Michael and i have been on and off for months"

"we will find better guys soon, well im going to go, nice meeting you"

"you too,wait i never got your name"

"vic, vic fuentes, dont google me, you'll only get lies" i say before walking away, i regret getting up as soon as i did, my legs feel week as i make my way deeper into the club, i look around searching for the bathroom. i find it and stumble my way inside. i sit on the floor, my head throbbing from the drink and the loud music. i feel my eyes going heavy and i feel my body get weaker and everything goes pitch black.

~

"vic?" i hear kellin's voice from besides me.

"fuck off" i say not even bothering to open my eyes, this is all a dream anyways.

"why are you in my head anyways? this is my dream, get out"

"this isnt a dream, vic you are on a dirty club bathroom floor, lets get you out of here"

i open my eyes and i see kellin's piercing blue eyes looking into my dull brown ones, a pure look of concern written all over his face.

"how did you? find me?" i ask confused as he helps me up from the floor.

"jack left the house, and so i thought, i dont know, dont worry about it, i just came in here to wash my hands and i saw your girl hair and i was like, well look its my favorite mexican"

i smile at his words as we stand face to face in a disgusting club bathroom. how romantic.

"you smell of pure, i dont even know, its a mix, you need a shower" kellin whispers in my ear as he walks me out of the bar.

"we are in a club" i slur my words a little feeling dizzy

he puts me in the passenger seat of his car. its a good thing i walked here. i look over at him and realize he is wearing a leather jacket, it makes him look hotter than he always is.

"so where do you live?" he asks

"what?" i ask and he rolls his eyes, and he leans over and puts his hand in my jean pockets

"a little touchy now are we?" i ask and i start giggling like crazy, un able to stop.

"im just getting this out" he says waving my wallet in front of my face.

*Kellin Pov*

i was mortified when i saw vic on the bathroom floor, i thought he was fucken dead! i came in here looking for jack, i didnt come here to see my ex boy friend who told me to have a good life passed out on the bathroom floor. i helped him into my car, and he seems okay, i mean he seems so out of it, i kind of feel like im treating him like a kid. 'my favorite mexican' what was i thinking, yes it is a fact but who says that? hes older than me i dont know it just sounds weird. i pull his ID out of his wallet and i put his address into my phone and start driving to his place.

"so kellin, i mean, you look hot, today"

"oh so im not always hot, theres one lie you told me when we were together, keep going" i joke i look over at him to see him pouting.

"i dont lie" he says still pouting.

"sure vic" i say as i pull into his drive way

"lets get you inside" i say and i help him out of the car. he stumbles a little but i help him keep up straight, his house looks nicer than matty's beach house, this one seems small but it just seems nicer. i put my hand under the rug and take out the spare key, wow i didnt expect that from vic. i put the key in and open his door, i walk him up the stairs and it takes me a while but i find the bathroom, i take vic's hoodie off of him and i sit him on the toilet cover,he looks like hes going to pass out again, i close the shower drain and i put my hands at vic's belt.

"sexual" he mumbles making me laugh

"no vic, i have a boyfriend" i say softly and i take his belt off of him and his jeans, leaving him in a white shirt and his red boxers. i pick him up bridal style and help him into the tub, and i put the water on cold because of how warm he felt. i take off my jacket and put it on the floor away from his, i watch the water fall onto his almost lifeless body. i kneel on the floor next to the bathtub and i rub my hands in his hair, i move his hair all around to try and help wash it, i find his shampoo and i continue washing his hair.

"that tickles" he giggles as he starts to slowly seem less lifeless. i grab the bar of soap next and just put it on his arms a little. after im done i turn the water off and i grab the towel from behind the door, i hope its clean, it looks clean, i rub my hands on it, then i take vic out of the shower, i hate how he seems so lifeless, but yet if he wasnt like this i wouldnt be able to move him or help him in anyway. i put the towel around his shoulders and i help him walk around the clothes on the floor.

"okay vic, help me out, which room is yours"

"i think i got this" he says as he tries walking out of my grip and almost tripping over his own foot.

"wow there long shot, its okay, i got you, just walk with me, not away" i say and i pull him back closer to me. he starts walking and i walk in sync with him and we finally get him into his room, i dont bother turning the lights on, because i know his reaction to the light wont be good, i'll let him deal with that in the morning. i lay him down on the bed and i go into his closet, he has a fucken walk in closet? and i was the girl in our relationship, i laugh, my closet at home is not even close to a walk in, if i walk in and someone closes the door, the door would be pressed against my back and my front would be pressed against the wall, but in vic's closet, you could live in here! he doesn't have many clothes though. i find a pair of clean boxers, and some pajama pants, when we dated he never wore a shirt, so i just dont bother looking for one.

"vic, this doesnt mean anything, so get this though your drunken head, its dark, i wont see anything, but im going to change your boxers" i say and i quickly change his boxers, and like i said, i didnt see anything, but who am i kidding its nothing i've never seen before. it takes me a while to put his pajama bottoms on though. i lightly hit his face and he groans.

"arms up" i say and he groans again

"you dont want to sleep with a wet shirt, do you?" i see him lightly shake his head no

"then help me out here" and with that he puts his arms up and i take his shirt off, then help him into the covers.

"goodnight vic" i say softly

"your leaving?" he asks slowly sounding like a child who just found out their mom has to go to work.

"i have a boyfriend" i mutter softly under my breath, debating on if i should stay, one thing that makes me want to leave though is the fact i don't want to see vic hungover, and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want me to see that, but yet i feel like this is all my fault. i watch his face from the dim bathroom light down the hallway, and i watch his eyes slowly close and his slight snores. i walk closer to him and rub my thumb over his cheek.

"i miss you" i say softly before kissing his cheek and walking out, i go into the bathroom, grab my jacket, turn the light off and walk out of the house, locking the door and putting the key where i found it and i go into my car. now time to find my current boy friend, where ever he may be. or you know what, fuck that, I'm going to sleep, he can explain himself in the morning.