Michaels P.O.V
Me and Kenzie watched some films. It was about 10 at night and Kenzie was falling asleep. She leaned on me and fell asleep. She was so pretty. I cant believe Ashton smacked her. I'm so pissed.
I soon fall asleep plotting my revenge. I wake up to this
"Shit Fuck shit. Shit" I snap my eyes open to see Kenzie circling the coffee table.
"Hey" she snaps her head to my direction.
I notice a wet spot on my shirt. "Did you fucking drool on me" her face drops.
"Yeah that's why I'm swearing. " she says.
I laugh. "I'm not mad. " I say taking my shirt off.
"I'm getting a new shirt and ill walk you home. " I run upstairs. I walk down stairs and she just has a t-shirt.
"It's cold you know" I say. She nodds.
"I don't have a sweater" she says. I run upstairs and grab my favorite sweater and run downstairs.
"I'm not taking that" she says.
"I'm not giving you a choice." I shove it over her head. She sticks her arms through and huffs.
"Don't sass me bitch" she flinchs at my tone. "I'm sorry" she nodds.
"You are a bully, your not supposed to be sorry" she says
"Well I am"
Once I leave her porch after arguing for an hour about her keeping my sweater, I walk to ashtons. I walk right into the door.
"Ashtons get your fucking ass down here!"
Suddenly footsteps rush down the stairs.
"Sup dude" he says. He looks and realized I was pissed.
"Explain to me why kenzie had a red fucking hand mark on her face." I say calmly.
"Uh I don't know. " he says shrugging. I punch the wall.
"You do know cause your the one who did it!" I walk over to him and slam him against the wall.
"Touch her again, and so help me god, I will hurt you" I leave slamming the door.