You're my Kryptonite | H.S

♪ 13 - Back story ♪

Mackenzie's POV

"Sweetheart," someone whispered in my ear. "It's time to get up now."

"Mommy," I moaned, turning sides. "5 more minutes."

She lightly chuckled and I could hear her exiting my room. I smiled and switched sides, just to see her standing in the same spot.

I sighed. "Fine, I'm up!"

Like I said, I got up. Finally, she exited my room and shut the door behind her.

"Another day, more miserable time in school,"

I pull my hair up into a ponytail, after which I grab my phone and exit my room.

My phone buzzed, signaling that I had just gotten a text.

Yo! Whazzup? - Louis

OK, I didn't expect Louis to text me, especially not now seeing as he hates to be up early.

Well, I guess he can tell a lie. I smiled and texted him back, while I headed into the kitchen.

Nothing, just heading to school. You should know that. BTW, where's Harry? - Mackenzie

Asleep. I'm debating on whether or not to spill paint on him. Should I? - Louis

NO! YOU'LL RUIN HIS LUSCIOUS LOCKS! - Mackenzie

Haha, OK! I won't, because I already did. - Louis

LOUIS! - Mackenzie

Bye now! - Louis

I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back my laughter. God, is this guy ever gonna act like an adult? Answer: no.

And just then, I got a call from Harry. I smiled at the thought of him angry, all covered in paint. That is, if Louis wasn't kidding, which I'm hoping he was.

"Mackenzie speaking, who is this?" I tried so hard not to laugh.

"It's the guy who just got paint thrown onto him by a stupid kid," Harry growled.

"I tried to stop him!" I giggled.

"Don't think it worked."

Someone knocked on our door.

"Gotta go! See you later maybe?" I proposed.

"Sure thing, bye! Enjoy school!"

I rolled my eyes at the thought of enjoying school.

Someone knocked on our door again. I opened it up, only to be surprised by who was outside.

"What are you doing here?" I choked.

The person who stood there could have been described as my arch nemesis. That is, if you call a 40 year old man, who's losing his hair and gaining weight, a nemesis, then yeah! He is.

My mom went up to him and did the most abhorring thing possible.

SHE FUCKING KISSED HIM!

Well, actually, that shouldn't surprise me, seeing as they're ... like ... dating, and all that. Um, ew! I know!

"OK, Mom," I coughed. "Break it up before I puke."

She pulled away and shot me a glare. I just shrugged it off, glaring at him.

"Rick, honey, let's go!" Mom smiled at him.

EW! SHE'S FLIRTING WITH HIM!? GROSS!!!!!

"I can't take this anymore," I sighed.