He never thought he'd get this interested in a girl who just moved into his house.
Kennedy Kinsey, a bubbly and talkative girl, moves to New York to live with her dad's best friend after her parent's death.
She never thought she would be this attrac...
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♥Chapter 34: ᴡʜᴇʀᴇꜱʜᴇʟɪᴋᴇꜱɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢʜᴀɴᴅꜱʏ♥
✿Kennedy✿
Alex and I almost reach home with me playing this cute lil' game called 'how many buttons do I need to press to find the flashy lights until Alex cuts off my fingers'.
I push in random buttons while lying to Alex that I'm finding the radio button even after he specifically pointed to me which one was it.
I pretend I have memory loss right after he shows me.
Pretty much, I'm winning the game because I know I'm close to finding it.
On almost reaching home, something catches the corner of my eye.
Even Alex sees and hits the brakes so hard, that I nearly fly out of my seat and body slam into the windshield.
"What the hell is he doing?" Alex frowns while I unbuckle my seatbelt and throw open the door.
I bolt down and towards Jake who was halfway down the street from the house.
He looked like he was about to pass out with his face scrunching up in a grimace and his hand pressed to his temple. He takes one step at a time, slow.
"What the flipping fudge are you doing out of bed?" I yell running towards him.
His eyes snap up to me at my voice and his entire body slumps as he gives out a big sigh of relief. "Kennedy!" He calls out.
He suddenly glares. "Wanna tell me what happened to your fucking phone?"
"It died out of battery."
The moment I stop in front of him, he puts his arms around me, dropping his head onto my shoulder, exhaustion clearly consuming his body.
I hold him for a moment, letting him slightly lean on me. His skin still felt hot to the touch even though he was shivering.
"Thanks for calling Alex," I murmur, running my hand up and down his long hoodie-clad back.
He says nothing instead his hand fists the back of the hoodie I'm wearing.
"What happened with the creep?" He asks.
I shake my head, "You need to rest. Let's go back."
He lifts his head off my shoulder, narrowing his eyes at me.
"I will tell you but not right now," I say, taking Jake's hand and turning around to walk back to Alex's car.
Alex was still in the car, watching Jake and me.
I take a step forward and stop at the tug on my arm when Jake doesn't move.
