moments.

twelve

kenzie's pov

in fifteen minutes, my bike is in the lobby of lauren and johnny's hotel. i can only hope that for some odd reason, johnny isn't home, even though it's about 1am and i cant imagine a reason for him to be out at this hour.

"lauren and johnny orlando." i tell the woman at the desk, playing with my fingers nervously. she nods and presses the button.

"orlando, you have a visitor. mackenzie ziegler."

"got it." i hear lauren's grainy voice say through the small box, followed by a beeeeep.

"go on up." the woman smiled at me. i waved and smiled, then headed to the elevator and up to their room. i fumbled down the hallway, stalling so that i wouldn't have to see john. i knock timidly once i arrive, in hopes that they wouldn't hear it.

no luck. lauren is a stealth bitch with super hearing, and she's opening the door within seconds.

"hi!" she squeals, hugging me. i muster a smile and hug her back, peering over her shoulder, looking for john. so far, so good. i don't see him anywhere. lauren pulls away and grabs my arm, pulling me into their room.

"johns asleep." she explains, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"oh." i nod, trying to not show my discomfort.

"so what was keeping you up so early?" lauren asks. i lean back, propping myself up on my elbows.

"nothing, i just couldn't fall asleep after i got a weird dream." i admit, carefully watching her expressions.

"dreaming about johnnnnyyy?" she giggles, poking my face. my eyes widen and i feel blood rush to my face; i'm sure i'm blushing bright red right now.

"of course not!" i squeak, trying to be casual.

"um, okay." lauren looks at me like i'm crazy. "i was joking. you already told me you like him."

"i know!" i force a laugh and tuck my hair behind my ear.

"you still like him?"

"yeah, of course."

"good. you guys would be so cute together." she smirks.

"lo, what are you planning? please don't tell him i like him." i eye her warily.

"um, so what was your dream about?" lauren asks, expertly changing the subject.

"so why were you up?" i fireback. two can play at that game.

"john and i had a midnight snack, he managed to fall asleep right after, but i wasn't so lucky."

"sugar high?" i giggle.

"something like that." she laughs, lying down next to me. "so, your dream?"

"i had a dream about..." i stop. "brandon. my ex."

"oh." lauren knits her eyebrows together. "why? what happened?"

"i can't remember." i sigh, relieved that my secret is safe.

"well, you can spend the night here if you want!" lauren offers.