。·:*:·ﾟ☆。Johnny:
After the way Mackenzie stood up for me today, I couldn't help but feel gratitude. No one's ever did something like that for me before. I decide to wait for her after detention, so can walk home together.
I was waiting patiently, when I saw Mackenzie walking out the building on her phone. She seems kind of stressed out right now. She catches my eye and I couldn't help but smile, something I've done a lot of lately. Finally she hangs up the phone, and makes her way over to me.
We started walking home, and the memory of Kenzie and Marks' fight pops into my head. I chuckle at the thought of her throwing a chair at him; it was pretty badass. She caught on to my smile, and began asking me questions. When she asked me how long it's been since I've talked, I held up seven fingers.
When she finally guessed seven years correctly, she squeaked in surprise startling me a little. She apologized, but the way she apologized made my heart flutter. The way she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and how she smiled nervously, her cheeks tinting red.
I held my fist out for her, and she bumped it back. And suddenly, I did something without even thinking. Without controlling it. It came freely.
And you know what I did?
I spoke.
。·:*:·ﾟ☆。Mackenzie:
He spoke. He just said something. With his lips! With his words! My heart fluttered at the sound of his beautiful voice. Sure he only said one word, but you know what is was? Friends. It means he trusts me.
He trusts me
"Y-Yeah, um, friends." I stuttered
Johnny grasps his throat in surprise, and looks down embarrassed. I touch his arm gently.
"Your voice is really nice." I complemented
Oh god. That's such a weird thing to say, isn't it?
I begin to internally beat myself up, but he responds.
"You know, you're my only friend."
"Great!"
Great?
"Um, I mean that in a good way, like yay we're friends, um..."
"It's okay," he says, interrupting my rambling.
When we arrive at our houses, I hear a phone ringing. I look over to see Johnny pick it up and answer it. Clearly tense and nervous now that he's talking again. It was pretty quiet, probably because he didn't want anyone to hear. I wait until Johnny finishes his phone call, and then he turns to me.
"Mackenzie?" I've never heard him say my name out loud. I like it.
"Yeah?" I respond.
"Wanna take a trip with me?"
I furrowed my brow, a little unsure of what he meant, and he noticed my confusion. Taking my hand, he lead me down the street on to the opposite direction. On a famous street in our city, Rodeo Drive.
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You Changed Me - Jenzie
Romance(SEQUEL IS OUT)Johnny Orlando is one of the quiet types. He has a lot on his mind, but he never expresses what he feels. He hasn't spoken in years, and he's suffered from depression, but he's never told a soul. He cries himself to sleep every night...
