Welcome back for chapter six. This chapter will be in Mackenzie's point of view. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCS (Mackenzie and Amelia) and my ideas.
PS: I'll be calling Kelly and Tiffany by their real names, Barbie and Taryn.

Love Sick

I tried to not seem absolutely ecstatic that Paul was sleeping in my room with me because I felt as if it would make me look desperate. As if sleeping with him after you just met him wasn't desperate enough. I groaned; sometimes I really hated my conscience. I didn't hear you complain about it last night. I smirked when I didn't hear a comeback. I called down the hallway to Barbie and Paul, asking them to come into the kitchen.

"What's up, Mack?"

"Are ya'll hungry?" Barbie and Paul nodded. "What would you guys like?"

Barbie shrugged. "I don't know. What haven't we had in a while?"

"Tacos. Are you guys game?" Barbie and Paul nodded. "Sweet." I grabbed some meat out of the fridge, and some seasonings out of the cabinets, and started to make some tacos.

"You make them yourself?" Barbie scoffed.

"Are you kidding me, Paul? They're so good, they serve these at the bar she works at." I smiled as I continued to cook the meat.

"No way. Now I really can't wait to try them." I just laughed and continued to cook. I felt someone staring at me so I turned to see Paul looking at me, watching me cook.

"Something wrong, Paul?" He shook his head. "You keep staring."

"That's bad?" I felt my face flush; no one ever said that to me before.

"Nope. I was just asking." I turned my attention back to the meat, knowing that it was getting close to being done. I took the pan off the heat and set it on another burner, letting the meat cook through just enough without being overcooked. I grabbed tortillas out of the cabinet and popped a few shells in the microwave for a couple minutes.

"Hey, Paul?"

"Yeah?"

"Anything in particular you don't want on your taco?"

"Nothing that I can think of, why?"

"Because I have a lot of condiments to go with these. I just wanted to make sure that was okay with you." I watched Paul nod and I continued to get the taco meat cooked. It finished cooking and I motioned for Barbie to grab some plates. She set out the plates on the island and I proceeded to pile all the food onto them. "Dig in, guys." I headed towards the fridge to get drinks but then quickly realized that I had no idea what anyone wanted. "What do you guys want to drink?"

"Lemonade for me, Mack."

"Paul? How about you?"

"Lemonade is fine." I smiled and grabbed two glasses out of the cabinet above the oven. I opened the fridge, grabbed the lemonade and filled the glasses. I handed them to Barbie and Paul. "Thank you, Mackenzie." I nodded and started to dig into my own plate of food. "This is amazing, Mackenzie. No wonder people go crazy over these." I smiled and swallowed the mouthful of food I had taken.

"Thank you, Paul." We all ate in relative silence and I couldn't help but steal glances at Paul the entire time. Barbie's phone rang so she left the room to answer it, leaving me alone with Paul.

"It's nice to know that you like looking at me, Mackenzie." Busted. I just laughed and tried to keep my attention on my food, which was rapidly disappearing. I heard Paul stand up and I could see a figure leaning over the island, looking at me. I looked up at saw Paul smiling at me with a smug look on his face. "May I help you, Paul?"

"Not at all."

"What's with the smug look on your face then?"

"I caught you staring, that's what it's for."

"That you did. Something you gonna do about it?" Paul didn't say a word, he just walked around the island and stood next to me. He leaned in close to my ear and I felt my breathing get short.

"I'm sure there is a lot I can do about it." I slowly looked up to see Paul giving me the sexiest look I have ever seen on a man in my life. I went to say something but Barbie walked back into the room with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Mac, want to go out again tonight?"

"Sure. Any special occasion?"

"I have a date tonight, if that is considered one. I figured we could double date since Paul seems pretty infatuated with you." Paul smirked at me and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Yeah, sounds great. What time are we going?"

"Dinner at 6:00 and then out to a club. Sound good."

"Can't wait." I checked the time behind on the wall behind Paul and saw that it was a little after two so we had a few hours until we had to be ready. I looked back at Paul and watched him smirk again. I was in trouble and I had no problems with that at all.

-FIN-

That's it for this chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. I apologize for the wait and the less than stellar ending. Reviews are appreciated and the next one will be out soon. : )