Kik, Death, and Other Things (One Direction Fanfic) (Kik Me Sequel)

Kik, Death, and Emotions

Chapter Sixteen

Kik, Death, and Emotions

Whitney's POV

I had met Peter's girlfiriend, Aspen, the other day and she had agreed to help me go shopping for my new TopShop job. I had already spent two days on the job and none of my clothes were TopShop material. Thank the gods that Aspen's fashion sense is TopShop material.

"You should so try this on!" Aspen handed me an Amber stud collar blouse. I took it into my hands and tried it on. Wow. This is a good color on me.

"Loui- I mean, Aspen, this is really good!" I sighed at the almost slip up. Damn you Louis. He's been on my mind day and night. It's restless and annoying at time. I can't stop bloody thinking about his smile. The way his eyes twinkle, the sides of them crinkling when he smiles. His light but fufilled laugh would just fill my ears and my smile would never fade. I missed him. I hated to admit it but I missed him. But not just him. Niall too.

I missed his sense of humor, his oceanic blue eyes that I could just drown in. I had seen pictures of him with his crooked tooth smile and I loved him even more after that. I hate that I love Niall and Louis. I just wish I could control myself, and my thoughts. That's why I was here. In Poplar. To try and get myself in order.

"WHITNEY!" Aspen yelled banging on the dressing room door. I was in Poplar to avoid that too. I quickly opened the door to see her and four other store workers with phones in their hands. My cheeks heated up and I felt embarrassed. Whoops.

"Sorry. I was distracted." I squeaked out. Aspen sighed and waved everyone off. She enveloped me into a hug and I just kind of stood there.

"I was worried. You cant look under the door and it's too tall to look over so you could've dropped dead and we'd never know!" Aspen semi scolded. I couldn't help but smile. Someone cared. she cared. It was a nice feeling to be cared about by someone normal, and no so popstar-y.

I must've gotten lost in my thoughts again. Aspen smacked me on the back of my head.

"Don't make me get the workers back over here. What is up with you? You keep leaving." Aspen asked, sympathy lacing her voice. Leaving. I'm always leaving, running away. Whether from my thoughts or from reality. It's what I do.

I ran from London because of what Brad and Sydney did to me, gave me that extra boost. I ran from California because I felt like I didn't fit in. I ran from Louis because I was afraid to fall. I ran from Niall because I felt like I was doing him wrong. I left Louis practically dying in the hospital. I left Liam at my house, begging me to come back. Leaving, running. I couldn't help it. I was a knee jerk reaction.

"WHITNEY!" Aspen whispered furiously. I snapped out of my thought, and gave her an apologetic look.

"I'm so sorry. I've just been thinking about life and what I left in London. Anyways, give me those clothes. I'll try them on, buy them if I like and we can go to another store."  I sighed. Aspen gave me the clothes with a weary look, but nodded and stood back.

I walked into the dressing room, determined not to get lost in my thoughts again. It's why I hated being alone. I was always drowning in my thoughts. Always second guessing what ever was going on, not just letting it be. I over thought about Louis, about Niall, about Sydney. I- Sydney. This was actually the first time she had crossed my mind in a few weeks. I hated her but I didn't. I don't know. I hated what she has done. What she's put my family through.

What family?! I hate that I even have to think that, let alone live with it! It's horrifying to have no family because of a petty girl who I used to call my best friend. I can't believe I ever thought of her as my best friend. I couldn't have been more wrong. She's hurt me, my family and my friends that I hold dear. Because of her, I ran. Because of her, I'm where I am now. Because of that bitch, I am torn and broken.