You're back for chapter four. Wonderful. This chapter will start out in Kelly's point of view and drift into Paul's point of view. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCS (Mackenzie and Amelia) and my ideas...no matter how much I wish I had Justin Gabriel.
PS: I'll be calling Kelly and Tiffany by their real names, Barbie and Taryn.

Love Sick

I walked through the door, after dropping Taryn and Amelia off at their house, and tried to keep the noise down so I didn't wake up Mackenzie. I took off my heels and headed down to Mackenzie's room. I quietly opened the door and saw that her and Paul were fast asleep in each other's arms. I scoffed softly and closed the door behind me. I walked down to my room and changed out of my dress into my pajamas and headed to bed. I wasn't exhausted but I was tired enough that I would drift off to sleep pretty quickly.

Next Morning

I heard Mackenzie's alarm go off and I groaned, putting my pillow over my head in hopes of drowning out the sound. It was no use; I could still hear the damn thing. About three minutes later, I heard plastic hit the floor and I smiled under my pillow. Mackenzie always seemed to go through alarm clocks rather quickly because of her temper. I groaned again, knowing full well that I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep no matter how hard I tried. I rolled out of bed and trudged towards my closet, picking out a simple light green tank top and jean shorts before heading to the kitchen. I grabbed the orange juice out of the fridge and poured myself a glass. I grabbed a cereal bowl and poured myself some cereal, trying desperately to wake myself up at this ungodly hour. I heard someone's feet on the wooded floor so I looked up to see Paul walking into the kitchen, yawning...and without a shirt. "Morning, Paul."

"You must be Mackenzie's sister."

"I'm Barbara but everyone calls me Barbie." Paul gave me a look and I just laughed. "Yes, I'm serious. Mackenzie hasn't dragged herself out of bed, yet?"

"She's getting ready. She was going to take me back to the hotel so I could get my things."

"You're welcome here, if you couldn't already tell by your escapade with my sister last night."

"If I offended you, I apologize. I never usually do something like this. To be honest, I'd rather train and head to bed early but Matt insisted I join him last night."

"Really? You had intention of dragging the first girl who looked tipsy back to your hotel room?"

"Not at all...Barbie." I stared at him for a few seconds but I had no reason to doubt him. He looked sincere and genuine; I can't argue with that. I was about to open my mouth when Mackenzie walked into the kitchen, completely dressed and ready to go.

"Who are you and what have you done with my sister?"

"Shut up, Barb." I watched as Mackenzie turned her attention to Paul. "You about ready, Paul?"

"Just about, Mackenzie." I looked at Paul one more time before smiling.

"Aren't you missing something, Paul?"

"I don't think so, Barbie. Why do you say that?" I laughed as I watched Mackenzie walk over to Paul and whisper something in his ear. "Oh, right. I'll be right back." While Paul was busy putting his shirt on, I took this time to give Mackenzie one of those looks.

"Save it, Barbie. He's not like anyone else I've met."

"But you're going to end up working with him. I don't have to tell you how bad that could turn out."

"Why don't you trust me, Barbie? Better yet, why don't you trust Paul?" I was about to answer when I heard Paul coming down the hallway. "You know what, we'll continue this later." I continued to eat my cereal as Paul walked back into the room. "Ready, Paul?"

"Yes, I am. I'll be back, Barbie."

"See you then, Paul. See you, Kenzie."

"See you, Barbie." I watched as Mackenzie and Paul walked out the door, cringing as Mackenzie slammed the door. I hated making her mad but she had to know the risks. Dating someone you work with was easy ammo for Creative and everyone else on the roster. I didn't want her ending up getting hurt by Creative and end up blaming it on Paul. He seemed like a genuine guy and Mackenzie deserved that, she always as. I finished my cereal, threw my bowl in the dishwasher and headed towards the living room. I waited a few minutes before I started my daily yoga exercises. About an hour later, Paul and Mackenzie walked in the door with Paul's bags in tow.

"Welcome back, guys."

"Hey, Barb. You just finish?" I nodded as I dried off with a towel. "Cool. You heading out later?"

"Yeah, me and Taryn are going to head to the mall. House is yours. Just promise not to make a mess."

"Shut up, Barb." She threw a pillow at me and I easily ducked it, earning a laugh from Paul.

"I'm heading in the shower. If Taryn calls, let her know. See you later, Paul." Mackenzie nodded and Paul waved at me. I smiled, shaking my head slightly as I headed to the bathroom. Maybe Paul and Mackenzie would make it regardless of whether they work together or not.

-FIN-

That's it for this chapter. Sorry about the fizzly ending. I had to end it before I ran out steam. Hope you enjoyed it.