More Than Friends [caraxkendall] (Lesbian Stories)

Payback Time

Author's Note:

WOW! you guys are amazing! 

Thanks y'all for reading this story of mine. 

And sorry if you find the pacing of my story quite fast. 

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“Hey. Are you okay?” Harry said as he stepped in the hotel room.

I was so relieved when I saw Harry, yes the Styles, waiting for me at one of New York’s private airfield for private planes. We’ve been really good friends after the so called “fake dating.” After I left Cara at the hotel room, which is stupid of me, I have nowhere to go. I check in in some 3 star hotel in Paris to get me off the hook of the paparazzi.

I was so lucky because Harry’s tour just ended so I ask for his help. That night was the longest night of my life, my phone doesn’t stop vibrating. I have to shut it off to stop it. Cara, mom, Khloe, Kylie, Kim, Kourt, in short, everyone in my family was calling me non-stop.

I need time for myself. I can’t let my family be into these, because I’ll just think about Cara. I need to get my mind off Cara first, I was hurt. So I thought of someone who knows Cara the way I do, someone who wouldn’t ask unnecessary questions like my family would do, and ask for help, and it’s Harry.

“I know you’re not by now, just checking. Good news is no one saw us checking in.” Harry said with a smile.

“Good. Thank you so much Harry. You don’t know how big this is for me.” I said, turning to look at him.

“You’re Welcome. That’s what friends do right.” He said.

“I’ll just leave you here, and maybe you need to get some sleep. You look like you haven’t sleep in weeks. Just call me if you want to talk about it. I’ll be here. Bye Kenny. “He said, pecking my cheeks then leave.

I didn’t bother to take a shower or anything. I just flop on the bed. I was so tired to even care about anything. I kicked off my shoes and drifted fast to sleep.

It was late afternoon when I woke up. I sit up on the bed and reached for my phone. I turn it on. Is Cara still looking for me? Did she leave any voice messages? Fvck this! I went here to get my mind off of her, and here I am now, thinking about her again. She hurt me, and she should know that. I didn’t check my phone. I get off the bed and take a shower.

After I took a shower, I open the bathroom door and I can feel my stomach rumbling. I haven’t eaten anything since I got here.

There was a knock on my door. What if it’s Cara? That’s impossible, only Harry, the pilot, me and my security knows I am here, in NY. 

“Who is it?” I ask walking slowly at the door.

“Harry, love. I figure you’ll be hungry or something. Your security said you haven’t left this room all day.” He said.

I open the door, and let him in. He is carrying two paper bags of food.  He put it down on the table in front of my couch.

“You got right timing huh! I am so hungry!” I said with a smirk and close the door.

I sit next to him on the couch and we both ate. No one’s speaking, we were just eating. After I ate, he asks, “So, wanna talk about it? Apparently, your family doesn’t know where you are up until now; they called me a while ago. What happened Kenny? Tell me.”

“It’s just I am hurt. Very hurt so I left.” I said, a lump started to build on my throat.

“Hurt of what?” he ask.