All Chapters of what we shouldn't be: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER ELEVEN DANS POV They never say how much enjoying one’s company could lead to you suddenly seeing them everywhere. It's quite absurd because a few weeks ago I had pictured Kenz as one of the regular humans, now somehow he had found his way into every corner of my head, it’s quite bizarre. I couldn’t focus for more than ten minutes without thinking of his stupid brown eyes or when he told me I wasn’t a failure. That felt amazing to hear, mostly because I've been labeled that my entire life. I was heading out to the gym, quickly grabbing my gym bags from the kitchen counter. “ Yes!, thank God” I looked up My mum walked towards me with a smile that quickly made me suspicious. “ what do you want mum” I replied while rolling my eyes “ Is that how you greet your mother now baby?” She smiled suspiciously My mum looked bright today, it felt like she was finally getting it good from my dad. “Mum.. I have work to do” I smirked “ okay, okay” “ I need

CHAPTER THIRTEEN KENZ POV The mansion looked like it had been ransacked. Plastic bottles littered around the floor and red cups were covered on every available surface. The smell of alcohol made me want to puke. I stepped over a pile of empty boxes drenched with alcohol. “ Ughh, what the fuck” A large groan came from the staircase. It was Dan. He looked like he had gone to war. His hair was messy, his shirts were wrinkled and dark circles sat beneath his eyes. He looked awful. “ Good morning” I said “Mhmh” he said while walking straight past me. That’s weird, Dan usually responds to my greetings. No annoying grins ? That wasn’t normal. I followed him into the yard. “ Seems like you had more than you could handle last night” “ Yeah sure” he grabbed his keys from the pavement. I waited for him to say something else but he didn’t. The room suddenly felt awkward. Then he walked away. Again. “Umm, okay..” Someth

CHAPTER FIFTEEN KENZ POVFor a moment, I genuinely thought the question wasn’t for me. Maybe she asked the dude behind me. Or maybe she asked Elliot, the school’s mascot. Maybe she even asked if I wanted a lift home. Anything but that.“Do you wanna date me, Kenz?” kept echoing in my head like I was trying to cram a book for an upcoming test.Fiona didn’t look nervous or as if she was cracking a joke. She said it with full confidence.I got anxious instantly. My heartbeat quickened. It was as if I was going to have a panic attack just from hearing those words. I opened my mouth, then closed it again. I opened it once more, but I couldn’t utter a word.I swallowed hard.“Umm, what…?” I said, scratching the back of my head.Bullshit. Absolute bullshit.My palms were sweaty, and my stomach grumbled loudly.Fiona slowly looked up at me. And that alone made me want to shit my pants.“Is it a yes or no, Kenz?”“Neither.” The word slipped out before I could stop it.Her expression immediate

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN FIONA’S POV The funniest part about almost dying is that no one tells you when it’s coming. It’s not stamped. It’s just sudden. People always talk about the fear, the pain, the last voices you hear of the people you love. But nobody talks about how pathetic it is to be drowned in those thoughts. I gazed at my phone while waiting for the traffic light to change. I was caught rereading our old messages for the hundredth time. It was crazy because I knew every single detail of those messages by heart. I was also reminiscing about the time we spent together. Most of those times weren’t even special. Kenz was just there because he was happy to be there. It was as if he enjoyed my company without feeling tired, annoyed, or even overstimulated. That came as a big shock to me. I still remember the first time we met. His attractive doe eyes were the first thing that caught my attention. His innocence was written all over his face. He looked like he couldn’t hurt a fl

CHAPTER NINETEENDAN’S POVThe morning felt slower than usual. The birds were silent, and the trees stood still. It was as if someone had pressed pause on the whole world.Everything felt off, even though I couldn’t explain why. The only thing that kept running through my mind was Kenz. I couldn’t concentrate at practice because of him, the same thoughts, the same distractions, the same feelings I couldn’t shake off.Even when Coach shouted my name, I barely reacted.I was lost in thought, not in a bad way, just the kind that gives you butterflies and refuses to leave you alone. My phone stayed buried in my bag, which was unusual. I normally waited for Kenz’s messages.But today, nothing felt important. I kept missing shots and messing up rebounds. It only made me more frustrated.When training ended, I didn’t stick around to talk to Coach about Boston or chat with my teammates. I just wanted to go home to Kenz. He had been acting strange ever since he came back from the hospital afte