fucked up. || jenzie. [✔️]

Chapter 17 - waiting for love.

||Mackenzie||

February 5th, 2024

Today is the day, the day that I have to help Johnny ask out Emily Skinner, one of my best friends.

I'll be waiting for love, waiting for love to come around.

I've been waiting for 5 years, I got my love back, he's in my life again at least, but he doesn't want my love.

Those were the good old days.

If you had told me that I would be in this position 5 years ago, I would've laughed in your face.

I was too focused on my thoughts to be paying attention to what I was doing, so I almost fell down the stairs.

Key word: Almost.

Johnny caught me before I fell down.

Fuck, those gorgeous ocean eyes, that stared into my brown ones.

"Pay attention Kenz, you almost killed yourself," He says seriously.

I can't anymore.

I've been waiting for love for 5 years.

5 fucking years.

The love of my life is right in front of me, holding me.

I could feel the tears wanting to rush out. I could practically feel my body wanting to be in his arms.

I want to go to sleep and wait for someone to wake me up when it's all over.

I do have a question though, why is it getting harder and harder to breathe everyday?

Should I go to a doctor?

"Yes, you should." John says.

I didn't even realize he moved me on the couch. I also didn't realize I said that out loud.

"Look, Kenz, I'm worried about you, are you sure you can help me prepare today? It's okay if you can't, I want you to feel better" He tells me worriedly.

Seriously though, I don't even know what's wrong with me.

I feel like my lungs are giving out on me when I climb one flight of stairs. What in the actual fuck is happening to me?

"I can do it, just help me up" I say, and for some reason, I'm out of breath.

I felt sparks when his hands touched mine.

"I already made the food, it's in the basket on the kitchen table. I put a tapestry on it so you guys wont get sand up your pants or in the food, hopefully. Also, some towels incase you guys do go swimming" I say kind of bitterly.

He noticed, his eyebrows are raised, fuck my life.

Why does he notice every fucking detail about me?

He hasn't asked about it though, maybe he knows that I just might be, slightly, slightly jealous?

"Ok, thanks then Kenz" John says disappointed, did he expect me to not actually help him?

I'm confused, so I ask, unlike him.

"Why do you sound disappointed." I ask him sternly so he actually tells me

"I-I'm not" He stutters.

"That stutter says otherwise" I give him a side eye.

"I-I just, I- never mind" He stutters again and shuts me down

"No, don't never mind me, do you not like the food? The color of the tapestry? Or is it the pattern on it? I think I know my best friends. The fabric of it? Or you don't like the towels. Is it the color of the towels? Is-" I kept pushing until he stopped me. By kissing me.

Johnny Orlando's soft plump lips on mine.

Fuckfuckfuckfuck, oh shit. He's asking my fucking best friend out in like 30 minutes.

So, as much as I wanted to continue that wonderful kiss, I had to break it.  

I also slapped him.

I don't know why, maybe it was because he was asking my best friend out and he just fucking kissed me. 

"What the fuck was that Orlando?" I call him by his last name, so he knows I'm angry and disappointed.

"I-I'm sorry" he looks down ashamed.

"You better fucking be sorry, you're asking out my best friend in 30 minutes and yet you still have the fucking guts to kiss me before hand? Do you even like Emily? Do you even fucking want to ask her out?" I yell at him.

"I only did it because i-" he mumbled the last part, he didn't want me to hear the reason.

"If you're not going to tell me properly, I'm not going to help you." I say out of breath because I yelled at him.

Why the fuck am I out of breath just because I yelled at him? Is the lord punishing me because I slapped him?

He doesn't say anything.

So I walk away, I walk up to my room.

And when I get there, I feel like someone just shrunk my lungs down to the size of a phone or some shit.

I'm going to a doctor.

But, Johnny has to leave first.

The girls aren't here because they are busy today, Annie is busy with the show, Brynn probably designing something for the Kardashians again, Kendall might be hanging with Kendall Jenner.

I heard a door close.

I walk down, slowly, not wanting to be out of breath.

I drive all the way to see Dr. Pierce. (A/N: anyone get what's going on? Maggie from Grey's Anatomy)

Before I get inside to sit down, I fall down, luckily, I saw Maggie running over towards me.

"Heyyyyyy, I neeeeed some help over hereeeee" The voices start echoing out.

Everything goes black. 

A/N:

(837 Words) 

Ok, I know shitty chapter, I tried to get an update in this week, my history hw is killing me.

I appreciate y'all being patient 

Next week is so busy!!!! 

at least I gave you guys a kiss, I'm sorry it's been so long, I'll write everytime I'm on the bus which is like an hr each day. 

it's also my cousins birthday!!! August 26th, she's 22!!!! 

ok, I'm going to keep doing history now. 

Hope it will get better next time, like the chapters, I know it's getting wrose.