positive • jenzie

12 ⇢ you have a really fine body

❝Hot chocolate is like a hug from the inside.❞
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Mackenzie Ziegler

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Smiling softly to myself, I take a seat next to Johnny on the loveseat. His scent fills my nostrils, and subtly, his hand makes it's way to my thigh. My smile becomes wider.

"So hows school been?" He asks with a coy grin.

"It's been okay. My art board is due sometime next week and our band has been preparing for finals so it's all pretty stressful!" I laugh, and his eyes glimmer.

"Who's in your band? I mean they'd have to be awesome to keep up with you." He teases.

"Nobody you'd know probably." I smile, brushing off his obvious compliment. He frowns.

"What?" I ask, giggling a little. "Do I have something on my face?"

"Kenz, it's not funny!" He moans. I'm now the one that furrows my eyebrows.

"You have a habit of ignoring compliments." He explains. "If I tell you that you're beautiful then I mean it. I'm not just saying it to be funny. Yeah?"

"I never noticed." I mumble. "But I'll try fix it." I say again, smiling this time.

"Good. Lets practice then."

"Okay." I say quietly.

"You're kind." He starts.

"Thank you." I reply, a tinge of red creeping into my cheeks.

"Your hair is a really pretty colour." He says, twisting a lock of it around his finger.

I shiver. "Thanks."

"You have a really fine body." He smiles. At this I really do flush red.

"Thank you." I manage to say. My heart beats profusely in my chest.

His lips press against my neck, making me feel a cold chill. "Our hot chocolates are coming amour."

"Amour?" I question breathlessly, liking how the word rolls off my tongue.

"It means love in french." He explains quietly. I fight hard to keep my eyes on the waitress, wanting more than anything to be able to lean to my side and kiss him.

"Do you love me?" I ask shyly.

"More than words." He sighs quietly, and pulls away as our waitress comes to the table.

Minutes later, we still sit quietly; sipping on hot chocolates and simply enjoying eachothers company. The night disappears into a blur, filled with laughter and smiles. No, I didn't tell him that I loved him.

But I'm definitely falling; falling hard.

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Qotd: hot chocolate or coffee?
Aotd: coffees disgusting lol

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