Scripted | Nick Jonas x Kendall Jenner

T h i r t e e n

Have fun reading, I hope this one's fun and nice for you all! It's nearly Christmas and I'm getting jolly!

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Please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don't mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart

Mercy - Shawn Mendes

Kendall Jenner's POV

(12:03 PM Sunday)

     I sashayed to the kitchen, hoping there was food. Nick was still plucking his stupid guitar, but it went silent, and I shouted, hoping he wasn't dead, "D'you have any food!? I'm hungry!"

     I smiled to myself, sitting myself down at a stool in the middle of the kitchen as I heard stomping coming from down the hall.

     Nick glared at me as he looked around the kitchen as if to see if I had touched or broken anything. "What d'you wanna eat?" he asked me, rudely.

     I frowned, "At this point, I'll eat anything."

     He gave me a look of somewhat disgust, "Good. I don't feel like cooking right now either, so why don't you just order a pizza or In'n'Out..."

     I wanted to snap at him, but he kind of already looked so annoyed at me being here, sitting in his kitchen, and talking to him. "Uh, I can't really do that," I said.

     He narrowed his eyebrows, "What d'you mean you can't?"

     I shrug, "I left my phone in your broken-down car. I didn't buy myself another one yet."

     His jaw dropped, "Wha— what d'you expect me to do?"

     "Nothing. Order from your phone, maybe?" I suggested with a grin. I watched as his fists curled up, approaching me. He sat down and huffed, his eyes still piercing.

     After a minute, he scowled and finally took out his phone, handing it to me. I scoffed, "That's how it's really gonna be?"

     He gave me an obvious stare, "Yeah, you were the one who was hungry in the first place, so you're gonna be the one to order."

     I gave him a look, "Then you're not gonna eat with me?"

     He cringed, getting off his stool, "I'm not hungry. Besides, I could just take a pill and—"

     I grabbed his wrist as he tried to get away and I could say it was quite awkward 'cause I was now leaning across a 73 centimeter counter, grabbing at a guy's hand.

     I wonder how weird I look.

    Nick looked from his hand to my face. I stared right back at him, trying to look bold. "Don't... take any pills," I managed to say without stuttering, hoping he wouldn't snap at me.