Mackenzie Ziegler. Apparently, she's a hoe, because she's popular. Her deep blue eyes could make an angel cry, and her long, brown waves never fail to look stunning. But she doesn't see herself this way.
Mackenzie isn't the typical, privileged, Star...
It was only midnight, yet it was loud already. I had repeated myself so much that I had one phrase learned by heart. I opened the door. "Hey, thanks for coming, good job graduating HighSchool, the pools in the back, drinks are out there too. There'll be more fun later! Enjoy!"
Johnny smirked. "Well. Thanks baby girl, I'm proud of you for graduating too. Here's your present, you can open it. Just be very careful." He walked over to my coffee table, setting a large box on it. I sat down next to him and ripped open the box, almost scared to look inside. But when I did, I almost screamed.
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"Oh my god baby I love him I love you so much!" I kissed Johnny. "I'm gonna name him Carl."
We held hands, and I held Carl up with the other hand, as we walked outside to the pool. Tonight was going great.
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I had only had nine beers. Johnny had had about fifteen. Everybody was leaving, and it was like, 3 am. Loren was sleeping on my couch, with Carl, and me and Johnny were in the pool.
"Come here, baby girl." He smirked, as I swam over to him. "I love you."
I smiled slightly. "I love you too." I wrapped my kegs around him and he grabbed my waist. What I had intended to be a small peck on the lips turned into a heated make out session quite quickly. But we were drunk, so we weren't complaining.
The next thing I remember is him holding me up, still on his waist, walking up the stairs to get to my room. And, as two drunk 17 year olds, you can imagine what happened next.
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I woke up snuggled into Johnny's chest. His bare chest. My leg was intertwined with his bare leg, and my bare stomach was rubbing against his bare junk.
"Oh my god. We... We did it." I muttered. "Shit. This has to be a bad dream. Last time we did this, he left me. Mackenzie, how could you be such a hoe, how could you?"
Johnny frowned at me, a tear slipping out of his eye. "Baby girl, don't ever talk about yourself that way again. I'm not gonna leave you again, I promise. I love you so very much. We got ourselves into this mess, we'll deal with it together."
-
It's been about a month since that night. My mom is home, and I'm getting dressed to go to Johnny's house.
We've obviously been dating for a month now, and it's going really great. He makes me feel so happy.
I've had the stomach bug for a few days now, but I think I'm over it.
I brushed out my wavy hair and slid on my shoes. I trotted down the stairs, ready to greet my mother.
"Hey mom, I'm up. I saw you last night, so I don't wanna make it a big deal."
