𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐀 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

chapter 1- Johnny Boy

kenzie's p.o.v

"Oh my god I can't watch! She's going to die!"

Johnny chuckled.

"She will for sure, but watch it!"

My best friend and I were sitting in my room and watching Texas Chainsaw, a movie that, now that I was 30 minutes in—would not recommend to the faint hearted.

I hated horror movies.
Hated them.
But Johnny always forces me to watch them with him.

He's my best friend.
We've known other since we were five. Our parents are good friends too and we've been neighbors for years. Weirdly enough Johnny's and my room are bang opposite each other and my window also happens to face his. Ever since we were kids we would always just hop into each others rooms through them.

His younger sister Lauren and I are really close too.

With all that fluffy light brown hair and glint of mischief in those green eyes, he's the kind of guy that makes girls feel light headed and weak in the knees.

And widely known around Milwood High school as a player.

I tease him about it, but something about it doesn't sit right with me.

I always tell him that if we hadn't known each other half our lives, we probably wouldn't even have been friends. I would just be the girl that steadfastly avoided him in the corridors.

We were polar opposites in every way.

He was the life of the party.
I hated going for parties.

I loved singing.
I'd rather put my head through a sturdy panel of drywall than hear him sing.

He was outgoing. Everyone knew him. The cool guy, the party started when he walked into the room.

I wasn't outgoing, and stuck to my core group of girl friends.

He couldn't sit in one place, and always dragged me out.

I was definitely more of a homebody.
My outings were mostly limited to accompanying my sister to the grocery store, being friendly with the old cashier lady and then heading to a cafe for an iced mocha.
And I liked it that way.

As cheesy as it sounds, he was the one who brought me out into the world. Pulled me out of my comfort zone—but it was okay, because I always had him by my side.

My green eyed favorite boy.
With a smile that made my heart stop dead in my chest, whenever it was directed towards me.

it was a problem.

I had known him forever, and I don't know when in that span of time, I had fallen for him rather violently.
My best friends told me to go for it.
On paper, we were perfect.
Johnny and Mackenzie against the world.

But this was real life, not some cliche teen rom com where the girl gets the guy.

If Johnny even knew half of what I felt for him, he'd panic. He'd tell me he's never looked at me that way and everything would be ruined.

We were best friends and that would be enough for me.
It had to be enough.

Normally for any girl sitting in the guy you like's arms practically cuddling and watching a movie is like the most exciting thing ever.
For me, it's a daily occurrence.
He's always at my house or I'm always at his.

Being best friends with the most popular guy in school does come with it's cons.
Scoffs from the girls cheer team every time I cross them, death glares in-between classes, the oh how I wish I was her looks, and being subject to nasty whispering in the girl's bathroom about Johnny being be friends with a loser like me.