kenzie's p.o.v
"John..what are you doing here?" I stuttered, looking at the pizza and back up to his face.
"You um..you don't work for Fernandos pizza do you?"
He stared at me for a second before he looked down at the pizza and back up to me again.
"Oh! um haha no.. I heard the pizza boy telling Nayip he had a delivery for a mackenzie ziegler at apartment 20 so I decided to make his life easier and come deliver it for you." He tilted his head sideways, throwing me a precious smile.
"but..what about the money?" I blinked confused.
He shrugged,"It's on me," he shuffled his feet in a kinda cute
awkward way,"Can I come in?"
I moved myself from the door dazedly and he walked in.
"Nice place you guys have got here." He eyed the apartment, setting the pizza down on the counter.
I stared after him, none of this making sense to me at all.
I shook my head, trying to keep my head straight.
"John why are you here?" I asked straight to the point.
He turned to look at me and I could see a trace of sadness in his eyes
He took a deep breath before he spoke up.
"Kenzie I owe you an explanation. Hell I owe you way more than that.
Can I...can we talk?"
I took a deep breath before deciding something I might regret later.
"John..I'm just.." And suddenly I could feel the tears that welled up in my eyes.
"What is it Kenz?" And his tender words, tugged at my heart strings, and had a direct link to my eyes as well clearly, because tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I can't do this. I've..I've already cried so much."
A pained sound left his lips.
"Oh no kenz no." He abandoned the pizza box and moved forward.
Then he looked at me as if he was asking for permission, I didn't stop him, so he pulled me into his arms.
And as he enclosed me in his arms, my body against his warmth, his familiar scent in my nose—nothing stopped the tears from trickling down my cheeks.
I had missed this.
Missed us.
My best friend.
"Don't. Don't cry please. I already hate myself so much for what I've done to us. Please don't cry." He pressed his face against my hair, agony in his voice.
"I hate it when you cry." He whispered, in such a way, that it made it seem like he was telling me his deepest darkest secret.
So in exchange, I told him mine.
Blinking away my tears, brown eyes met green as I whispered.
"I hate it when you're not around."
He eyes widened fractionally, with both surprise and pain.
"I hate it when you're not around too. I hate it so much." He shut his eyes, pressing his forehead against mine.
And in this moment, of sadness, and tears, and dark secrets, I admit I had not felt this content in months. It was all due to the fact that he was here, with me, holding me in his arms.
"I missed you so much." He whispered against my skin.
"The last few months have been hell."
They'd been hell for me too.
His window. My window.
The curtains drawn.
I said a silent prayer in my head, so grateful I chose to come to Yale.
If I didn't god knows if we ever would've spoken again.
Not like this.
Maybe at Lauren's wedding ten years from.
This..this felt like a second chance.
A redemption.
But.
His words from our parting still stung. The wound hadn't sealed.
Could I forgive him?
I hurt him too.
Could he forgive me?
"Can we talk? Properly?" Johnny pleaded, breaking through my troubled thoughts.
"Come to my room." I reluctantly pulled away from his grasp.
I grabbed my precious pizza box and walked into my room, with Johnny following after me.
we're getting jenzie content cause they're meeting today YAY.
oh also I was thinking of changing the name of this story so give me ideas :)
~annie
