meredith's pov

johnson and i went into a closet by the bedrooms and we shut the door behind us, switching on the light and sitting down on the floor.

"i can't believe they're making us do this" i smirked.

johnson shook his head and chuckled, "i know, i feel like i'm back in the seventh grade".

"but how does this seven minutes thing even work any ways?".

"well, we can just sit here or we kiss, and stuff" johnson awkwardly looked at me.

"....oh".

"but, we don't have to do that if you don't want to" he quickly interrupted. "i mean, i'm perfectly fine with just talking to you".

i smiled warmly at him, "really?".

"yeah, of course".

"okay well, same here...as in i enjoy talking to you, not myself because that's weird...i think, i don't know, sorry" i nervously rambled, but he gladly started to laugh.

"it's fine. i'll miss your little rambles when i leave next week".

"yeah, it's going to be so weird without you all here".

he cocked his brow, "what? not having us annoy the shit out of you girls".

"no, that was the beginning. you actually began to grow on me and became real friends, and you're certainly not the type of guys that i usually associate with" i admitted, hunching my knees closer to my chest.

"what? good looking and bad ass?".

"no, more like cocky and fuckboys" i jokingly corrected. "...but also outgoing and unafraid to take a risk, and i'm pretty sure us girls needed that" i told him, just before the conversation began to fade.

"...so what do we do now?".

"i don't know, i mean we could just get out if you want" i suggested, since i knew that i would't be able to handle five more minutes of silence.

"or..." johnson scooted a little closer. "we could make the most of it".

i furrowed my brows, "is this the part where you i ask what you mean and you act like you don't mean making out in your closet?".

johnson laughed at my words and by my surprise, he lifted his hand to gently move my hair away from my face and stroke my cheek.

i froze as his blue eyes stared into mine, trying to keep my breathing as calm as possible while also trying to figure out his next move.

"what are you doing?" i whispered, since i grew impatient with guessing.

a smirk grew on his lips, "i want to kiss you" he lowly spoke.

i almost chocked at his words, but i needed to make sure that i heard correctly, "what?".

"you're different to all the other girls, meredith and i've just been way too stupid to only realise it now" he rubbed his thumb against my cheek.

"is that a good different?".

johnson nodded my head and i silently sighed with relief, "definitely" he replied.

there was a tight space between us - johnson's attention flickered from my lips then back to my eyes, and i wondered whether i should go for it or not.

i mean, i did like johnson on the day that the alexander boys arrived. in fact, he was the only guy that really caught my attention.

with no further thought, i began moving my head closer. johnson followed along and began to do the same until our lips were attached.

his hand gently started to pull my face closer and i willingly let him, as both my arms locked behind his neck until i ran my hands into his blonde hair.

eventually, johnson's free hand accompanied my waist - he began to move it lower and lower, until i gently pulled away from his lips.

yes, i like johnson and he possibly likes me too, but for some reason, that changed.

he moved into kari's direction, and not long after he switched to carrington, even though he was still clearly hung up on my best friend.

so where would that leave me if we were to happen?

i closed my eyes and exhaled calmly at the ground, as i was embarrassed to even look him in the eye now.

"what's wrong?" johnson questioned.

"i'm-i'm just not comfortable with doing this. not because of anything sexual, it's just that i'm not prepared to be dumped for a better offer next week".

he narrowed his eyes at me, "hey mere, i'd never do that. why would you think i would?".

i looked up at him, "because of how you were just obsessed with kari, and since there's so many other beautiful girls like her and carrington in our school, i'm pretty sure i'd end up coming second to someone".

"okay listen, i did like kari. a lot, actually but we apparently weren't meant to be so i'm over it now" he told me. "but when i spoke to you in the hallway the other day, i realised that you were a different kind of beautiful".

i stared at him with evident confusion in my face.

"well you don't see it, or barely take notice of it, but everyone else does including me" he elaborated, and my heart raced as my mouth helplessly edged into a smile.

without hesitation, i held onto his shoulder and came in to kiss his soft lips. the kiss deeply moved in sync, and it lasted no more than thirty seconds.

but when i pulled away, johnson slowly reopened his eyes - slightly breathless and smiling at my actions.

although at that moment, there was a light knock on the door.

"are you two decent?" chantelle said, and johnson nodded his head to gesture for us to get out of here.

he stood up and held out his hand to help me too, and i opened the door to see chantelle and nate waiting against the wall in the hallway.

"have you been standing here the whole time?" johnson slightly exclaimed.

"ew, no way. we don't want to hear you two going at it in a fucking closet" chantelle immediately grimaced.

"who said that we even did anything?" i reminded them.

nate snickered and puckered johnson's cheeks with his hand, "yeah right, the smile on this guy's face says otherwise".

johnson instantly swatted nate's hand away from his face, then lead us all back into the living room to face endless queries about those few seven minutes.

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jeredith are so cute aW

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