The Greatest Love Of All.


I spent an hour in that room, trying to find the reason why I felt so weird with John around.
What was about to happen was wrong, and it didn’t have to happen again. The further I stayed from him the better it was. I was scared of what could happen if I stayed close to him again.
I took a deep breath and decided to go out of that room, of that house. I basically ran out, hoping no one saw me. Too bad I never was good at sneaking out.

“Annie, where are you going?” I heard his voice and at the beginning I thought I could have pretended I didn’t hear him. The second after that thought, I stopped and turned to face him.

“Nowhere” I lied. I really didn’t know what to say. Where I was going? Well, somewhere far from him, that’s where I was going, but I couldn’t tell him. I couldn’t tell anyone.

“Well you seemed very determined in going somewhere”

“Well you must be wrong”

“I’m never wrong”

“Actually that’s me”

“I’m not having this conversation with you right now. Can you come back into the house, please?”

I shook my head “I rather not, thanks. I’m getting bored”

“No one told you to get locked into my bedroom for hours”

“You know I don’t like parties”

“You didn’t even try to like this party Annie”

“It’s who I am”

“What’s that, en excuse?! You are so worried about what people could think about you that you prefer being a total bitch instead of having fun”

I puffed, then replied in kind of a rude way “You don’t know anything about me”

“Believe me, I know a lot more than you think, and let me tell you, if I got it right, you wanted to leave because you feel awkward about what happened before between us”

“And tell me exactly, what happened?”

He laughed nervously “Are you even serious?! You know what I’m talking about Annie! We were about to kiss up there and don’t deny it. If you didn’t turn, it would have happened and you know it”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

He sighed and looked to the sky, pretty angry. I knew I was denying everything and I knew he was right.
I just didn’t want him to know it. I just didn’t want to admit it.

“Because you’re a fucking hypocrite, that’s why”

“Pardon?” I looked at him in disbelief.

“Oh my God Annie, come on! Stop pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about!”

“Listen, my friends are already playing this game with me. I don’t need you, especially you, trying to get some information about what everyone think! You all think you know what’s going on but you actually don’t! Do you want to know why I get weird around you?” he nodded “because you’re a fucking asshole and I don’t stand assholes like you! Grow up John! Not every single girl wants to get in your pants and especially not me!” I shouted, leaving him speechless.

A second later I saw Kennedy walking towards us, asking what was happening.

“The usual” John replied “your friend being a total bitch to me. I think she needs to leave” he looked at me for the last time and didn’t say anything else, and then he got back into his house.
Kennedy watched as he went back, before turning to me and sighing.

“What should I do with you?”

“I want to go back home”

“Well that’s not possible now”

“Then I’m going by myself” I started walking but I really didn’t know where to go.
I was just being a bitch, John was right.

“Sure! Go find my house by yourself Annie! It’s just night and it’s safe for a girl to walk alone! Keep on running from the truth, it’s very mature!” at that point I got angry as well, so I came back.

“You all have to stop thinking you know what I feel ok? I’m sick of this. I can’t stand you all saying I like John when I clearly don’t! Fucking stop!” Kennedy knew I didn’t curse a lot, so he got I really was tired of that situation. I could have told by his face.

“Ok, ok Annie, I got it. We’ll stop if that’s what you want. I’m sorry”

“Thank you” I puffed “can we go back home now?” he nodded “Thanks”

He took his car and we both sat into it in silence, until he drove to his house. I got off the car and so he did.

“Kenny, if you want to head back to the party it’s ok, I’m just going to bed so you don’t need to keep an eye on me or whatever” he simply shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the front door, while I followed him. We walked into the little house and I immediately wished him the goodnight.
I was very tired, mentally tired let’s say.

I closed the bedroom door and the first thing I did was looking at my phone, deciding to delete John’s number out of nowhere. I knew that fake new beginning was a bad idea. I tried to leave it all behind but he still was a douche. I got changed into my pajama, wondering what Elliott was doing, knowing the answer and kind of giggling. I envied her. She was outgoing and everybody liked her no matter what.
She could have acted like a bitch sometimes, but still guys were all eyes for her. I never had that luck of being liked from everyone, mostly because I was shy and I didn’t get confidence to new people that fast.
I always thought that, but I never wanted to change. If someone liked me, he had to like me for who I am.
I puffed and decided to go talk to Kennedy. I felt so bad for what I did to him: he had to renounce to a party because of me. I opened the door and there he stood, in front of me.

“I was about to knock” I smiled. I noticed then he was wearing just a pair of old black basketball shorts.

“I was about to apologize”

“What for?”

“Fucking your night up” he shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s ok” he said staring into my eyes with his green ones “I hope you’re not mad at me”

“I’m not, I’m just tired of you all supposing things”

“I promise I won’t suppose anything else”

“I appreciate that” I felt a shiver going down my spine when I thought we were alone and very close to each other. We kept on staring into each other’s eyes for a while, but then I looked away.

“I’m going to bed now. Thanks for being comprehensive about tonight. I owe you one”

“Why don’t you stay up and watch a movie with me?” he asked, being the nice guy he always was with me.

“I’m not in the mood, but thanks for asking. Goodnight Kennedy”

“Goodnight Annie” it took me a couple of seconds to realize we were looking dumb by still staring at each other. I could hear his breath through that silent room, and the only other thing ruining that atmosphere was the constant tick of the clock. Before going back into the room I thought Kennedy’s eyes were always very beautiful, but their green reminded me of some other pair of green eyes.
I tried to shut that thought down by closing the door behind me.
A minute later I hear a knock, so I went to open the door again. There he still was, with a questioned look on his face. I’m sure I looked kinda flashed.

“Yes, Kenny?”

“Are you sure you don’t like John like that?”

“Are you really asking me this again after what happened?”

“Just answer Annie”

“Yes” I said with a trembling voice “Yes I don’t like him like that”

“Good” he replied seriously, walking away like it was a normal question, and sitting on his couch, turning the TV on. I got pretty mad then.

“Are you fucking serious? I thought we were done with that and you still ask?”

“I have my own reasons” he looked like the calmest person in this world. And that made me even angrier.

“Like what?”

“I can’t tell”

“Oh yes you can and you will”

“Says who?”

“Me?” he burst into a giant laugh “That’s very rude of you!”

“You’re very annoying sometimes, Annie”

“And you’re an asshole!”

“I thought you liked assholes!”

“Fuck you Kennedy!” he was still laughing at me while I slammed the door. I couldn’t believe my own ears.
Before I could have a breakdown, he knocked again. I looked around, craving a knife to kill him or something like that, but then I just opened the door, wondering how many years I would have spent in jail if I really killed him for being so obnoxious.

“What now?”

I wanted to list him all the reasons why I wanted to slap him in the face for making me so angry when I thought he was a friend of mine, but I couldn’t, because his lips crashed onto mine before I could even start.
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I know I know it has been too much. But finally I found a way to restart writing this story.
I also know I'm quite playing with my 3 main charachters, but don't hate me.
Kennedy just likes Annie, he did since they kind of dated back in L.A.. his way to make her tell she didn't like John was just a way to make a move, you know what I mean?
Annie though after this kiss will become even more confused. She feels weird next to both of the guys but in a different way.
Are you team John or team Kennedy?:P
I want predictions.
And I hope this chapter was worth the wait. I know several months passed but I didn't have ideas you know... I was kind stuck. Now I'm back :P
I hope you liked this chapter and I hope you will still like this story.
Thanks for sticking up with it, waiting for this part to come.