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fourteen

jack's pov

"good morning!" i hear madison, who is interrupting my conversation with johnson.

damn, we should really lock the door. she walks in with a pink box full of donuts and johnson rubs his hands together, eager to eat some food. i held him back from eating by ranting to him like a thirteen year old girl.

"i need to talk to jack alone. do you mind?" she politely asks johnson.

is it rude that i'm praying that she's going to break up with me? johnson nods his head and takes the donut with him into his room. madison takes a seat on the chair next to me.

"i want to talk to you about something. it's been bothering me." she says.

"okay, what is it?"

my eyes avert over to the hall behind madison's back where johnson is eavesdropping. i bite the inside of my cheek and proceed in listening to her talk.

"it's about that kendall girl." madison sneers and i tense up. "something seems off about her. i think she likes you and i don't like her being around you."

my eyebrows pull together, "what are you trying to say?"

if madison can see it, then me and kendall are clearly meant to be together.

"i don't want you talking to her." she says with finality in her voice.

my mouth opens a little and i just gape at her. who is she to tell me who i can and can't talk to?

"she's just a friend." my voice quavers and i hate that i said that.

i want to be more than friends with kendall.

madison's eyebrows raise in surprise, "just friends? she's not even that pretty, i don't know why-"

"madison, that's enough. don't talk about her like that." i fold my hands together in pure anger.

it's not that i'm scared of madison, it's just that i don't want the fans to take it wrong if i back talk to her. they'll all jab at me and call me a disrespectful douchebag. madison scoffs, standing up from her seat and flipping one side of her hair behind her shoulder.

"mad." i groan, standing up with her.

i look back at johnson, who's giving me a death glare, and sigh. he always tells me to keep trying for kendall, but how much longer am i going to have to chase her for?

"what, jack?" madison snaps and i shake my head.

"never mind." i say.

she rolls her eyes at me before walking out of the house. the good thing is that she left the donuts here. johnson comes out from the hallways and sits in his previous spot.

"good job, man. you stood your ground." he smiles at me and i run my hand over my face. "you always worry about getting hate and losing fans if they find out that you and madison fought."

it's true- and nerve wracking.

"do you realize that we gain more and more everyday? and that we get hate every second? it's not bothering you now. why should it if madison spreads rumors?" he asks and suddenly i feel dumb.