Forced to Marry a Player (The Sequel)

Just Don't Know Part 2

Kennedy's POV:

I decided to go to Starbucks to hang out there for a while. But it all depends if it's busy or not. I hate crowds of people. It's not that I hate people, it's that it makes me nervous and all that jazz.

I ordered a Chocolate Chip Frappe with a Double Chocolate Chip cookie. Mm, chocolate is soo good.

I went out to one of the Starbucks outside table thingy and say down. Pulled my laptop and notebook and pen out ready to jot down notes.

Omg, this feels like high-school all over again.

I scrolled through Tumblr and weheartit looking for inspiration for the wedding.

I decided the color scheme for the wedding was gonna be red and sort of a creme color.

I searched up 'flowers' on Tumblr and up came a bunch of Tumblr girls with flower crowns on their heads and their at Coachella. Makes me kinda want to go to Coachella.

What if the little kids that walked down the aisle with me throwing petals wore flower crowns? That would be so cute.

A Starbucks guy came up to me.

"Miss, do you need anything?" I must admit he had a really hot accent. It was either British or Australian. What makes it even more better is that he was also hot.

"Oh no, it's okay. Just kinda stressed about things." I looked back to my laptop.

He took a seat in front of me.

"What's on your mind, love?" He was totally flirting with me.

"Um, just kinda stressed about planning this wedding."

"Oh! You're a wedding planner?" Face palm to myself...mentally.

"Actually, I'm planning my own wedding."

He looked at me with a shocked face like everybody that I told I'm planning my own wedding.

"That's nice. If I knew you were married than I wouldn't have attempted to flirt with you, which I failed miserably."

"You don't have to say that." I laughed softly.

I actually got to finish high-school before I became a house wife. I was thinking I should go to college.

"It's just that..I'm shocked." It's what everybody says.

"Yeah, I know. Everybody says that. Welcome to the new Mrs. Mahone."

His eyes bulged at that.

"Your Austin's wife or fiancé or whatever the crap they say."

"Yeah..why? I'd thought you read the newspaper or magazines." Let's be real, who reads newspapers these days?

"Nah, you just look so different in person than in the pictures."

I didn't know if that was a compliment or an insult.

"Thanks?"

"Oh, I'm Ben by the way."

"Hi Ben, I'm Kennedy. Obviously if you read the magazines and stuff."

"Yeah, I know who you are." He shot me a wink.

Okay, weird.

"Well, I should get going. I've been here way too long." I stood up and packed up my stuff.

"Oh, give Austin some time."

What? What is he talking about?

I grabbed my things quickly and left. What does he mean by "give him some time"?

I got home and ran upstairs to the studio.

It was locked.

He never locks his studio. Oh no. What if he has a girl in there?

Stop being paranoid.

I heard the front door shut.

I ran back downstairs and saw Austin.

"Where were you and why is your studio locked?" I said with force.

"Chill, Kenn. I was out with my friends. I was planning to come home before you but that didn't work out."

Chill Kenn? Are you serious right now?

"Then why is your studio locked? You never lock your studio."

His eyes bulged at that.

"I locked it? I didn't mean to lock it."

Lie.

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