Kenzie Ziegler moves to a new school because she finds herself in the midst of danger, she plans to finish her last year of highschool. That is until she meets Johnny Orlando.
Johnny Orlando, your classic bad boy, he's everything everyone says he i...
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The girls and I got dressed fast and made it tumbling down the stairs just as the guys busted down the door.
"Alright where y'all at?" Lukas shouted and the four of us almost broke our ankles running down the stairs in heels.
"We're here okay? Not to mention we all almost died thank you very much." Maisy added.
The gang had a couple pre beers, except for Emily, she decided to be the designated driver to the party, and Johnny texted earlier saying he'd drive us all to his place to crash tonight so a few pre drinks were needed.
"Ya know Kenz, this is a good look, it's sexy." Of course Chase decided to break the silence between us, we were the last two left in the house as everyone had already loaded in the car.
"Chase, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're flirting." I laughed so hard because everyone knows, Chase has, and only does, have eyes for Em and it's the most obvious thing on the planet, the guys keep trying to convince me to convince him to ask her out.
"Me, never." He threw his hand over his heart pretending to be shocked. He saw the expression on my face and somehow managed to read my mind. "She's not interested." He added.
"Okay first, how did you even know I was thinking that?" He shrugged and began heading towards the door, I followed. "Second, as a member of the girl's inner circle I can confidently say, you're wrong. But don't you dare tell them I told you." I jumped onto Chase's back and he instantly caught me by the crease in my knees piggy-backing me to the car where Em honked at us.
"You're the best wing woman." He responded. I wanted to say There's no way you haven't noticed. But truth be told, she didn't notice he like her either. Dumbasses, I swear. Everyone knew.
"I know." I sighed tucking into Chase's embrace. All the girls were really close with Chase since it didn't matter if a Victoria's Secret model walked up to him and asked him for his number, he wouldn't be able to take his eyes of Emily even if she walked out of a dumpster truck. He only had eyes for her.
So Chase had claimed his spot as 'gay best friend who isn't actually gay' and I won't lie, it was nice to have that male perspective in the girl's inner circle at times. But he wasn't invited to sleepovers, that was the only thing that made him sad.
By the time we arrived to the party, we had to park so far down the street because cars were lined all down the neighborhood. You'd think neighbors would file complaints, but I guess that's why Damien's house was perfect as party central, according to rumors, the neighbors didn't give two shits.
Chase insisted on continuing to piggy back me to the house, we all walked on the sidewalk and cheered the beers some of us still had in hand. Beers and wine coolers were about as far as I usually went because I hated the intoxication when I lived with Jase or when Ashton was in my life. Being intoxicated wasn't an escape for me, it was me swallowing the key to my jail cell and suffering through it with them around. Despite that they weren't really a problem anymore, it didn't feel right to let loose until they were behind bars, and couldn't ever hurt me.
We walked past Johnny's car just as he pulled in to a far closer parking spot than the rest of us and ran up to us while I slipped off of Chase's back and walked side by side with John.
"Well, well, I sure hope Chase isn't trying to steal my girl." Johnny added with a cheerful joking smile.
"Steal? She's already mine bro." Chase downed the rest of his beer before seeing the house just in front of us and jogged up shouting "We need some more booze in our systems!"
It wasn't long before everyone else finished off their beer tossing them into small bins left around the yard for trash and skipped up to the house to get drinks.
Johnny of course still stood by my side while I sipped on my bottle.
"You don't seem as siked about drinking." Johnny pointed out lacing his fingers in my free hand.
"I don't like to let loose too much." I kept my gaze straight forward because I knew if I looked into his eyes I would immediately spill words I would probably end up regretting.
He let out a breath from his mouth and I knew what he was thinking but he stopped right in front of me where my chest smacked right into his. He looked down cupping my chin and pulling my gaze towards him, he wore a gentle comforting smile but still seeming sexy.
"Tonight, you can let loose, Kenz. I'm designated driver, I'll personally get you every single drink and I will never, take my eyes off you all night."
I couldn't help but curl my lips into a smile. "Johnny Orlando, are you trying to get me drunk?" I playfully swatted my hand against his chest. His hands slid from my back, to my waist and gripped my ass not caring who saw.
"You know my charms don't need it." He leaned down kissing along the sides of my neck sucking on my soft spots. His hands gripped my belt loops pulling me closer.
"Jesus John, if I didn't know any better i'd say you were trying to get in my pants in the middle of a party." My words came out more hushed than I expected as my stomach couldn't conjure words over the pleasure.
"Okay I should stop before I rip your clothes off right here." He pulled away slowly and I couldn't help but groan now that his lips weren't on my skin.
"Okay." I said.
"Okay?"
"I'll let loose." I knew Johnny would never let anything happen to me, he had proved than more than enough.
