Chapter 23

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"I'm Not Who You Think I Am"

Nialler's POV

I woke up when I heard the tourbus door open. Slowly, I got up and went to the living room. I saw a cab drive away with a girl in a black hat and a black dress. Huh? I closed the door and saw that my phone was on the counter. Wait, not just my phone, all of our phones. I looked at my phone and checked through it. Wait, where is Kylar's photo? Her calls? Her messages? Her number? Wait, why isn't she in my contacts?! After checking all the boys' phones and finding nothing, I run a hand through my hair. What the hell happened? Did Kylar get kidnapped? Did she run away? WAIT.

Was she that girl in the cab? Wait, why would she leave? I shake my head and lie back down on my bunk. I'll think of this tomorrow.

Did she even love me at all? (A/N: *kills moment* No. I'm not giving you guys any hints tho lol)

Kylar/Jayka's POV

So, about me, I'm that girl that was "dated" by Matty from The 1975, the girl that was "dated" by Calum and Luke from 5 Seconds of Summer, the girl that Justin Bieber "dated" and a lot more. I've changed my hairstyle and look a lot so people don't know me.

Call me a whore, I don't give a fuck. I never really loved any of them, haha. I despised all of them. I think I just broke Niall Horan's heart and possibly the rest of One Direction's. That's the reason why I change my look and hairstyle a lot. I don't wanna be known. I want to break the hearts of all artists that I despise.

The reason I do this? For pleasure. I want them to cry, get depressed, maybe even cut and retire. I want them to be hurt, both emotionally and physically. No, I don't have any mental disorder and shit. I just want pleasure. I have no real reason why, I just suddenly thought of this one day.

-FLASHBACK-

I wasn't happy at all. Grant broke up with me because I didn't want to have sex with him. Heck, we're 16. Fucking 16. Who has sex before they're 18? He also broke up with me because I don't and I mean, I don't believe in sex before marriage. What's so wrong with that? I got bullied in school because I'm who I am and that douchebag would always make up things about me. Fuck him.

As I walk through the school corridors, some girls squeal and shout "The 1975 are in town!! OMG!". When I walk past them, they give me a disgusted look and I just roll my eyes. The 1975, huh? Well, let's see what they'll do when I date one of the members..

-FLASHBACK ENDS-

When I met The 1975, I realized that people would hate me more if I told them my real name when I date one of the members. I told them my name was Elizabeth Howard. Heck, they believed me too. Idiots. I acted as if I didn't know them, like I always do now, and I pretend to love them instead of hate them.

Look, loves, the saying "The more you hate, the more you love", isn't true. It's just that thing that immature kids say. I don't believe in love anymore. I really don't.

I text my mum about everything.

Me: Mum, I did it again and I succeeded, maybe.

Mum: Very good, darling. Now, how long will you stay in America?

Me: Maybe a month. So, should I find an aparment or just go to Aunt Kellie's?

Mum: Go to Aunt Kellie's. Me and your dad have to go to the Casino in Vegas. Stay safe in Miami. see ya xx

Me: bye mum xx

If you didn't know, my parents are proud of what I have become. Yes, they aren't what I described they were. I only did that to fool you stupid people. I'm not who you think I am.

I'm not ashamed. I'm proud. I don't give a shit.

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SO THIS IS BASICALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT KYLAR/JAYKA.

I'm actually good at this plot twist thing, no? Anyways, see ya in the next chappie xx

-Jennie xx

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