Kalani Jenner. Model, actor & Youtuber with a HUGE personality, and following.
She's never known love but she has an idea of what it would feel like.
She cut herself off the reality show at 16 years old because she wanted a more private life.
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@KalaniJenner; hey dudes
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"Are you sure he's cute?" My friend Ivy and I sat in my living room.
"Kieron is, I don't know about the other friend." I fiddled with the end of my oversized hoodie.
"Well, use protection."
"We're not having sex, it's a group freaking date." I change the channel.
"Whatever but if the friend is cute, I'm having sex with him." She flips her blonde hair.
"Okay. Not in my home."
*** A few hours had passed when we heard a ring on my doorbell.
"Hello boys." I greet them. Opening the door wider to let them in.
"Wow. This place is-" his friend had brown hair, green eyes and an accent that matched his.
"Amazing." Kieron finishes for him.
"Thank you." I take Kieron's hand and lead the boys over to the living room where I had food out, and blankets to keep us warm.
"This is so cool." We take a seat, me sitting next to Kieron and Ivy with the friend.
"Oh what's your name?" I ask the brown haired boy.
"Ryan. It's nice to meet you both."
"You too." Ivy and I say.
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We're half way through the movie and I'm shitting myself already. Kieron had an arm around me, I felt comfortable and safe with him. A feeling I never want to be gone.
"Oh my g-" o turn away from the screen, resting my head in His chest. He laughs, his laugh vibrating the surface my head was resting on.
His laugh is so addicting.
"It's over." Kieron laughs, I sit up, my cheeks flush. We both look over to ivy and Ryan, the two making out on my coach. How lovely.
"Uh- typical." Kieron mumbles.
"You wanna go into another room, maybe we should leave them." I whisper, not really sure what to do.
"Okay." He laughs, he pulls me up, his tall figure making me feel small. His log arm rested against my shoulder as I walked him into the family room.
"You have another living room?" He asks, sitting on the white sofa.
"Yeah. Like it?" I smile, gratefully.
"Yeah this place is gorgeous. I'm kinda into small, cosy homes." I sit next to him. He brings me in closer, as he scrolls through Instagram on his iPhone.
"I've always wanted a home like that but I need gates."
"Right. I forgot you were famous, you're just like a normal teen. But rich." He smiles.
