how country feels✔️

you're the one i love

****Mackenzie POV****

Waking up with a massive hangover was only the first of my problems. I groan and roll over to see a shirtless Nick coming in with orange juice, toast, and a bottle of Aspirin. I realize I'm in his bed wearing nothing but my underwear and his hoodie. I jerk up and immediately regret it when my head starts pounding and I almost puke.

"Mackenzie lie back down before you hurt yourself," he says sitting down next to me and handing me the glass and some aspirin.

I obey and swallow some before leaning back against the headboard

"So are we gonna talk about what happened last night?" he asks.

"Let's start with how I got here," I say.

"I got a call from my ex-girlfriend at two in the morning saying you were hammered and gonna get yourself raped or killed so I dragged your drunk ass here," he says.

"So did we... uh..." I start and he laughs.

"Have sex?" he asks laughing,"no you tried but I wasn't about to take advantage of you when you were drunk. All I did was change you into something clean and clean you up once you finished throwing up."

"I tried?" I ask.

"Yeah drunk you is horny, hard to handle, and emotional, now any more questions before mine?"

"No..." I mutter.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he asks.

"I was mad and needed a distraction, parties and alcohol seemed to drown away the pain," I say shrugging.

"Is it true that you think I love Roxie more than you just because I've slept with her and not you?" he asks and I freeze. Damnit drunk me, learn how to shut your trap.

I don't say anything and he reaches his hand towards mine but I pull back.

"Kenzi, Roxie is in the past. I loved her once but not anymore," he says,"Kenzi I don't want to push you because you said you weren't ready. I love you more than anything and I'm sorry for the crap that came up with her but you're the one I love not her"

                "So it's not because you don't want to?" I ask glancing down and he puts a hand under my chin and lifts my eyes to meet his.

      "Babe you didn't need to go get hammered to ask me that," he says,"I haven't tried because I respect you. And besides last night you were drunk and mad at me I wouldn't have done that."

"But you still lied to me about Roxie and it fucking hurts," I say holding back the tears,"if you're her baby daddy you'll always have a piece of you in the kid."

"Kenzi it's not my kid...." he starts and I stop him.

"I wasn't finished! You can't just leave her because it takes two and the kid should have a dad but I don't know if I can handle it. I'm not letting you abandon a child!"

"Mackenzie Uva Dawson let me finish, it's not my kid, she was wrong. The dad is a guy she cheated on me with, we went on got our DNA tested, the results came back and it's not mine," he says.

"You're not the dad?" I ask holding my breath

"No I'm not," he says.

I let out a sigh of relief. My boyfriend wasn't going to be the dad of his ex girlfriends kid, he wasn't gonna be a baby daddy at only 21.

Just when I thought all was well my phone starts ringing to Fancy by Reba Macintyre, meaning it was my mom. Shit I was supposed to go to her house last night.

"Hi mom," I say picking up waiting for the yelling to start.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU YOUNG LADY?" she yells and I cringe, stupid hangover headache.

"I'm at Nicks, I was too drunk last night to even realize where home was so he made sure I was safe," I say hoping she'll be more glad I'm alive than angry I was drinking.

"Get your ass home, NOW," she snaps before hanging up.

"I've got to go home, I forgot I was supposed to go to my moms last night," I say standing up.

"Kenzi two problems," Nick says.

"What?"

"Where's your car?" he asks laughing.

"Not here," I say realizing how dumb I am.

"I'll take you," he says grabbing his keys,"but you may want to put something on."

I look down and realize I'm wearing nothing but a hoodie.

"Oh shit," I say,"uh can I borrow some sweatpants?"

"Yeah," he says tossing some at me and I pull them on before slipping my boots on.

              We get there and I take a deep breath before walking in the front door with Nick. He insisted on coming in, despite my protests.

"What the hell?!" I hear my mom scream once she sees me.

"I'm sorry I don't even remember last night I was too drunk to get myself home," I say and she yells for my step dad to get in here. Shit was getting real.

"Mackenzie Uva, what in actual hell was going through you're head when you got hammered and went home with a boy" my step dad says when he walks in.

"Robert..." I stutter out,"he was protecting me, nothing happened."

"If your sorry ass was too drunk to remember last night he could've raped you for all you know!" he yells and I see Nick visibly wince.

"Don't talk about him like that he's right here!" I say getting defensive.

"No Kenz he's right, I should've brought you home, it probably would've been your dads since I didn't know y u were supposed to come here, but I shouldn't've kept you at my place. Something could've happened and even though we didn't since I was sober the blame is mine. I'm sorry sir you have every right to hate me right now," Nick says.

Roberts face visibly softens at that. He wasn't a bad man, just awfully controlling and hated about anything I did. He wanted me to be prim and proper like my younger stepbrother Christopher was, but I was a redneck through and through.