Kyler Jenner, the older twin brother of Kylie, has been noted as a model, a music producer, and a business man, helping his family navigate through the ups and downs. Throughout his career, he's been able to help the Kar-Jenner family with their com...
I wake up to the dull light creeping in through the curtains of Kyler's room, the clock blinking 11:32 AM. Halloween morning. The anticipation of tonight's party hangs in the air, but my head's stuck on the mess that's already unfolded. Kyler's post from the other night after my party—the one everyone's talking about—and the chaos it's stirred up. TMZ picked it up, turning something that felt like nothing, analyzing it and turning it into a full-blown spectacle. "Kyler Jenner and Stassie Karanikolaou: The Rumors are TRUE?! Soft Launch Confirmed After Model Breakup?" The headline's everywhere, and it makes my stomach do flips.
Then there's Bella Hadid's comment. Flirty as hell, acting like she hasn't known for months that Kyler ended things with her...for good reason at that. I can't even begin to understand why she's playing these games. Why is she making everything harder than it needs to be?
But as much as I'm frustrated, I can't ignore the public's reaction. The support. The Anastyler fanbase is thriving. People are shipping us like crazy now, and the attention hasn't been the worst. Kyler's handling it well, the subtle hints as usual, but the promise of us everlasting. It's like they've been waiting for this moment to see us finally come together, even if we're not completely confirming anything just yet. I can't deny that it's flattering, seeing everyone so invested in us.
Still, Bella's flirty comment lingers in my mind. It's almost like she's trying to remind everyone of her place in Kyler's life prior, trying to claw her way back in. That makes me want to do something—anything—to set the record straight. To let everyone know that we're solid, that we're the couple people should be talking about. But how do I even do that?
I pick up my phone and scroll through my gallery, looking at the photos of me and Kyler. There's something so raw about the moments we've shared, but do I just throw one of them out there on my Instagram story? Maybe I could post a picture from my party...something subtle, just us in the background, no captions, just us. That would be enough to let people know. But then again, I love keeping them guessing. Let them wonder a little longer.
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I lock my phone, a sigh escaping my lips. This whole thing with Bella, with the media, it's messing with my head, but I can't focus on it too long. Tonight is supposed to be fun, and I'm not going to let this drama steal my Halloween night.
I stand up and make my way to the bathroom to wash up. By the time I head downstairs, the smell of something delicious hits me—Kyler's cooking breakfast. He's standing over the stove, flipping something in the pan, the calmest person in the world while I'm still reeling from everything happening outside.
STASS: "Morning, baby." I say, my voice softer than usual, but he looks up with that smile that always makes my heart skip a beat.
KYLER: "Morning." He says, grinning. "I figured I'd make you something special today. After the other night, you deserve it."
