One Big Risk ~ A Harry Styles Fanfiction

CHAPTER 14

“Kaylee’s POV”

  Later that evening, while Harry is in the shower getting ready for dinner I call Paulina.

       Zayn answers “Vas Happening?”

  I chuckle. “Nothing much bro, mind passing the phone to Paulina?” I say in a manly voice.

  Zayn laughs. “No I don’t mind, but first you have to tell me how you are doing?”

    “Im doing good, I miss you guys though. How are you guys? No babies yet right?” I joke.

 Zayn scoffs. “No way, I use protection. We miss you too little sis, and I want you back here, its getting so boring here with Paulina, she’s no fun anymore”.

   I can hear Zayn’s smirk through the phone, and Paulina screaming at him in the background. Zayn laughs. “Im just kidding”, I hear him say.

   “Anyways, I love you Kaylee, here’s Paulina”, he mumbles and then I hear a shuffling.

    “Kaylee”, Paulina shouts.

  “Paulina! How are you guys holding up without me?”

         “Good, we’ve been trying out your bed lately”, she giggles.

  My jaw drops.”Oh hell no, stay off my bed, or I will personally kick both of your guys ass’s when I get home”.

   She cackles. “It’s really bouncy”.

   “Ugh vomit.” I gurgle as puke forms at the back of my throat as I swallow it back down.

  “Joking. But we’re doing good, I miss you at school though so hurry back”, she replies.

  “Yeah I’ll be back in a few days. Anyways stay off my bed. I’ll call you later though, I have to get ready for dinner with the family. Hint hint, including my mom”, I whisper.

    “Wait your kidding right? Your going to take Harry out to dinner with everyone and YOUR MOM!”

    I bite my lip at Paulina’s reaction.”Yeah, but I went to visit her, and she’s actually back to normal. I still don’t like her, I mean she ruined my whole childhood, but I’ve got to do this for my family, and for Austin. Speaking of Austin I found his diary, and there’s so much juice in there. I’ll bring it home with me so you can understand what I’m talking about!”

  Paulina huffs. “Hah! Good luck with that dinner. And really? Gosh that must’ve been hard Kay. Are you okay? And before you go give me the 411 on Harry !”

    “Yeah I’m okay I guess, Harry has really been helping me. And oh about that, we used the L word. I am totally in fucking love with him Paulina, and I have no clue what to do”.

  “Holy shit! I knew it, see I’m always right. And go with it, taking risks is fun.” She squeals.

  “Yeah I know. I’ll fill you in more later, but I really have to go now. Love ya bunches . Later hoe.” I answer.

  She sighs. “K you better call me. Love you too, bye”.

    I set down my phone, and walk upstairs into my bedroom. I hear Harry showering still so I decide to change in the room. I close the door and lock it. I open my suitcase, and take out my teal strapless flowy dress. Its short but not too short, and I’ll have to admit, makes my boobs stand out in a not slutty flattering way. I then slip on my short shiny close toed nude wedges, because lord knows that I can not walk in high heels, or even large wedges. I walk over to my dresser where there is a mirror and a drawer with all my childhood hair essentials. I pull out my old little zebra straightener and straighten my hair, I hairspray it so that it stays sleek and bold. I then pull out my old thirteen year old basket of drugstore makeup and apply some teal and beige eye shadow with a nude pink lip gloss that I got at a liquor store for like 1.25. At the bottom of the basket is the silver locket shaped in a heart that I used to wear, Austin gave it to me, inside is a picture of him and I on the football field after he won the championships. He was holding me like a baby and I had his football helmet on, as we held our hands out with a number 1 sign. In the picture I was sticking my tongue out in a silly way because I was grossed out by how sweaty his helmet was, and he was laughing so hard at me. Now, Austin’s sweaty football helmet seems like the least of my worries, in fact I’d crave to have him here so that I could wear his sweaty football helmet. It seems gross but I would die to feel his sweat on my skin, to know that he’s still alive, and breathing next to me. But those days are over, and the world is not a carefree place anymore. Engraved on the back of the heart in quotations is “I love you little sis”  I haven’t worn the locket since Aus died, but something in me wills me to put in on. I clasp it around my neck and look in the mirror, admiring myself. I wouldn’t call myself pretty, but I look pretty decent for me.