Wishes (H.S)

Clouds.

JUST LIKE I PROMISED, HERE IS CHAPTER 12. THANK YOU GUYS FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND THE VOTES AND THE READS. YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME. THIS STORY IS LIKE MY BABY AND FOR YOU TO APPRECIATE IT THROUGH READING AND VOTING MAKES ME WANT TO HUG EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU AND TELL YOU HOW MUCH IT MEANS TO ME. I KNOW IT DOESN'T GET A LOT OF READS BUT THAT'S FINE, BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT? I HAVE MY READERS AND I COULDN'T BE MORE GRATEFUL TO EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU.

SO THANK YOU! TO SHOW YOU MY LOVE, HERE IS A BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING, HOT, ADORABLE, CUTE PICTURE OF THE HUMAN BEING (god I don't even know if he is human..) THAT STOLE OUR HEARTS AND HIS FRICKEN NIPPLE. :)

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Ilysm xx :D

~A/N.

Kenny's POV.

Harry is pinning Louis down, giving him the first punch to his eye. I jump up, trying to pull Harry off by the collar of his shirt. He hesitates but it seems like realisation hits him and he stands to the ground. Louis gets up, covering his wound with his hand.

"Harry, are you fucking crazy?!" I yell towards him. He's constantly looking between Louis and I, running his hands roughly through his hair. Tugging on the roots of his curls.

"What the fuck was this, Kendra?" He asks through clenched teeth, looking at Louis. It looks like he wants to snap Louis head off of his shoulders.

"It was a game! Not like I owe you any kind of an explanation!" I shake my head and move towards Louis. I take his hand and move it off of the space that he held it on. Oh my god. It looks terrible. I feel like absolute shit.

"Get the fuck away from him." Harry growls, nearing Louis once again.

"Can you just stop? God, you're acting like a 13 year old boy!" I yell at him. We're causing a scene, I know, but I don't care. All I care about is what Harry did to Louis. It's unacceptable. People all around us are just staring at us like we're some kind of wild animals at the zoo.

"I'll be right back, Lou. Just take a seat." I say, starting to walk away. I search for the kitchen, trying to remember where it was. I finally found it when I heard someone behind me. "Harry get away from me." I snap.

"No, I won't. Do you go around kissing people everyday? Leading them on just to fucking hurt them?" He asks/says through clenched teeth.

"What are you talking about? You're the one who hurt Louis! Just because of a game." The amount of alcohol I assumed gave me that boost of confidence I needed.

"Fuck, Kendra. You can't just go around kissing every guy that you meet." He spits.

"Excuse me, but last time I checked you didn't have a say in whatever I do." I say taking an ice cube from the freezer and putting it in a cloth, wrapping the cloth around it for Louis.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"Not that it matters to you, but I'm trying to fix what you did. Even though I can't, but I'm trying to help." I say, walking passed Harry. He grabs my wrist to stop me. "What are you doing?" I ask, trying to get out of his grip. It isn't tight, but he's sure to keep me in my place.

"You can't just walk away Kendra." He says softly. "I don't want you anywhere near him."

"You're delusional if you think that I'm going to stay away from Louis because you told me so. Just leave me alone." I say, yanking my arm away from his grip.