Scripted | Nick Jonas x Kendall Jenner

T w e n t y - S i x

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!! IT'S 2022!!!

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And any girl like you deserves a gentleman
Tell me why are we wasting time
On all your wasted crying
When you should be with me instead?

Treat You Better - Shawn Mendes

Kendall Jenner's POV

(10:49 PM Monday)

     I had no idea why I had to ditch Nick like that. I promised him there would be no need to worry about my wits coming in the way, but yet here I am; standing in the powder room, hiding.

     It probably hurt his feelings, me running away. It'll seem as though I hated him so much, I didn't want to kiss him.

     I was afraid. So many things could go wrong. What if Nick and I weren't convincing enough? What if Taylor didn't look? What if... I fell?

      The phone buzzed and I finally pulled it out of my handbag in a hurry. Finally; Stefan called back. I put the phone to my ear and my heart felt a sudden warmth at the sound of Stefan's croaking voice.

     "Hey, what's up—? It's literally 10," he said groggily from the other side of the phone.

      I let out a breath of relief as I clutched the phone. Waiting outside the bathroom where the ladies fixed their makeup was not a good hiding spot. There's already been two people, running in here to take a good vomit.

     "Stefan, I'm so sorry for the late-night call; it's just that, um... I have an emergency— I mean, not an emergency—"

     "I'm comin' to get you. Staples?"

     I gulped the lump in my throat. "Yes— thank you, Stefan; I don't know how to say how thankful I am for you—"

     "Where the hell is the Nick dude?" Stefan's angry voice came again, interrupting me. "Isn't he supposed to be there? Are you ditching him?"

     "No, I'm not— I don't know where he is— I think he's drunk. I'm not letting anyone see me, and it's getting hard." Stefan let out a sigh from the other side, and I could tell he was frustrated.

     "Don't worry, I'll come to get you."

     "Thank you. I'll get outside— I gotta avoid Joe and his ex-model-chick. Let's hope I don't bump into them— it's gonna make getting out of here harder. I'll wait for your car..." I smiled to myself before hanging up. Was that supposed to be rude? I didn't even say bye...

     Just as I stepped outside, I came in face-to-face with 'that model chick.'

     I leaned back, avoiding her eyes before trying to get past her. Of course, that didn't happen.