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SPOTLIGHT!
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daddyjohnny: laur she doesn't believe me
choppyorlandhoe: calm ur tits john
daddyjohnny: she drives me crazy
choppyorlandhoe: then prove it to her
choppyorlandhoe: show her ur social medias
daddyjohnny: ig imma do that
choppyorlandhoe: whatever
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Johnny sighed and turned his phone off, sliding it back into his back pocket. His sister was right, it was the only way to prove Mackenzie that he was famous. He grabbed his car keys out of his locker and slammed the door shut. As he walked out of the school building, his eyes met the clock on the wall. 3:48pm. Enough time to drive to the brunettes house and be on time.
The dirty blonde soon reached his car, getting into the drivers seat. Within nine minutes he arrived at Mackenzie's house. He pulled into the driveaway and parked his red Ferrari.
He got out of the car and made his way over to the mesmerising girls door. He knocked the door twice before he heard footsteps apporaching the door. The beautiful girl opened the door, a heart- melting smile, plastered on her face.
"Hey, long time no see." she joked as she opened the door further to let Johnny enter the house.
"Nice to see you too, Ziegler."
"So, you said you could prove me what you said?" she questioned as she followed him into her bedroom, as if he would lead her to his own room.
"Yup," he said popping the 'p'. "Let me show you."
He grabbed his phone out of his back pocket, while they sat down on her bed and the screen immediately lit up, showing a picture of Johnny and Kenzie, hugging each other tightly.
"Aww how cute, Johnny!" the girl squealed, shifting on the bed, getting closer to him.
"Yeah."
He awkwardly replied, a blush creeping up his cheeks as their knees where now touching. He unlocked his phone with his thumb and tapped on the colourful Instagram sign on the display. As the app opened it showed his usual profile.
"John, that's your usual profile and you have only 377 follower. That's far from famous." she grimaced, trying to hide the fact that she was about to burst out laughing.
"I know. Kenz, it's called a finsta. An Instagram account, only for the closest friends." he sighed.
"I know what a finsta is." she mumbled quietly.
"Well, good for you. Now, my official account."
He grinned to himself as he changed from his 'usual account' to his official account. The brunette gasped as she saw the sudden changes on the boys phone screen. Only a few post turned to 2349 posts and 377 follower changed to 5.7 million. Everything in less than a second.
"Bitch you must be kidding me!" Mackenzie screamed as she snatched the phone out of her best friends hand.
"St0p caLLiNg mE a biTcH!" he mocked her.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Johnny?" she continued screaming as she stood on her bed.
"Calm down, it's not that of a huge thing."
"Yes it is, duh! You are famous for... yeah, what?" the girl asked, slightly confused.
"I'm a singer." he shrugged his shoulder as if it was normal.
Her eyeballs almost fell out of her head when she heard him saying that. She held in her breath for a few seconds before she started jumping up and down on the bed.
"Oh my gosh, my best friends is a motherfucking singer, with own songs!"
"Would you stop screaming, please?" he asked and covered his ears with his hands.
"Did y'all hear sumn?"
He rolled his eyes and climbed onto the bed aswell. He grabbed her by her waist, stopping ber from her movements as he pulled her closer.
"Does that mean you believe me now?"
"Only if you sing one of your own songs for me." the girl replied to his previous question and smiled.
He sighed, but gave in as he nodded his head, making the girl squeal in joy once again. He jumped down from the bed, pulling her with him since his hands were still on her waist.
"This song is called 'Waste my time' and I bet you'll love it."
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KIA SPEAKS!
well that was kinda weird but ok. let's pretend that he sang kenzie's part in what if aswell.🤫
