Running [h.s.]

thirty nine | luna

Song not in the chapter but I mentioned Queen so I had to include this jam!!

Friday, October 2nd

I watch as Mackenzie finishes applying her incredible makeup, her small body perched on a cushioned seat in front of her vanity. Because she is an artist, she is an expert with makeup, especially her eyeshadow; it always looks incredible. "Are you sure you don't want to come?" She asks me for the millionth time tonight. Lucas is throwing a party at his house, and Mackenzie asked me if it would be okay if she went to see Tyler. She promised me she would avoid Lucas at all costs, even though I could care less if she talks to him. She's incredibly loyal to me, so she insisted she would spit on him if he talks to her, which made me laugh.

"I'm fine. Harry and I are going to hang out tonight. I don't think I'm really welcome at Lucas's house anyways," I tell her.

Mackenzie turns around in her chair to face me, a smirk crawling across her lips. "Things with Harry seem to be getting pretty serious. You've been spending a lot of time together," she points out. "Please tell me you know what you are getting into, Lu," she begs with concern.

"Yes, we talked about him leaving for tour and just seeing where things go. I'm trying my best not to get too attached to him so that I-"

"-But sweetie, I think you already are," Mack says, interrupting me. "It's adorable how close you guys are already, it was like a rare instant connection with you two. But you two are already obsessed with each other. I don't want your heart to get broken when he leaves, hun."

She strolls over to the bed where I am seated and plops down next to me. She throws her arm around my shoulder and pulls me in for a hug. "I love you, Luna. I just want what's best for you."

I smile and squeeze her tightly. "I love you too, Mack. Thank you for looking out for me, but I am okay, really," I assure her.

"If you say so," she concedes. "That's all I care about."

I see my phone light up beside me with Harry's name flashed across the screen. "It's your boy toy!" Mack squeals, jabbing my side.

"Hush." I poke my tongue out at her and stand to my feet, unlocking my phone to check my messages. He texted that he is pulling into the parking lot now, so I make my way to the front door.