Glass Heart

Part Fifteen

Malias POV:

We walked into Kylie's front door.

I squeezed her hand, seeing that she was scared. Nobody should have to live scared. I'll be here for her every single time.

I closed the front door behind us, making it a point to lock it.

"Wow, Ky," I looked around her kitchen and living room. Everything was astronomy themed, black white grey blue were just some of the colors that created a homey feel.

"Thanks, it's still not finished, but I tried," Kylie looked at me with a cheeky smile.

"Want something to drink? I have..." Kylie opened her pantry, which was pretty empty considering she's been sleeping with me for the past month. "Water and caprisun...I gotta go shopping tomorrow."

We locked eyes and I burst out laughing, Kylie joining me.

"A caprisun sounds great," I said, making Kylie feel a little less bad.

She tossed me a kiwi strawberry caprisun, and watched as a I drank it.

"You are so pretty," She smiled, her eyes glowing. "Want me to show you to your room?"

I thought about it.

"I was thinking we shared your room, like old times." I said, an unknown tone passing through my voice.

Kylie looked surprised, but smiled and nodded excitedly.

"Oh, yes!" She widened her eyes. "I mean, yeah yeah cool with me."

She blushed and I smiled at how flustered she was.

"Well, if that's the case, let me go clean my room." Kylie finally talked after regaining composure.

I laughed.

"Ky, you really don't need to do that. I don't care if it's messy, you've seen my room after a month of not cleaning."

Kylie took a breath and just nodded.

"You know what, you're right."

I smiled,

"Always am!" I joked.

There was a shift in Kylie's persona, almost hesitant.

Was it wrong to say i'm always right?

I stared at Kylie for a moment before throwing away my now empty caprisun pouch.

Kylie looked at me and smiled as I looked right back.

"I must warn you, it looks like a little girls room," Kylie said, laughing at herself.

"I bet it's so cute." I said as we walked down the hall to her bedroom.

Kylie opened the door and we walked in. My jaw dropped immediately.

Her room was colorful and decorated, astrology posters everywhere. Her whole room smelt like her, flowery and sweet.

Her bed was huge, there were about a million fluffy pillows and stuffed animals stacked on top of it.

"Ky, your room is crazy," I sat on the bed, immediately sinking in.

"I'm glad you like it, i'm always a little insecure about it,"

"Insecure? Why?"

I was so confused. What would ever make my Kylie insecure? My perfect, amazing, beautiful Kylie...insecure?

"No reason really, I just never show anyone, because i'll never change it."

Kylie was always so honest. One of many things I love about her.