Extraordinary: A Kian Lawley Story

Chapter Ten

"Ok, so I thought I knew what I was doing," Kian said spitting his chewed food into his napkin. We were sat at the bar in the kitchen, with plates of food he prepared for us. I had to admit it smelled decent but as soon as you looked at the chicken, that was so burnt it was more char than chicken, you knew the meal didn't go as planned. The salad was the only thing that he hadn't managed to mess up. Kian's face grew red as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"It's not that bad," I said taking a bite of the salad.

"Ok, so I made one thing right," he laughed taking a bite of the salad. "Maybe I should order a pizza?"

"I like cheese," I said with a smile finishing off the salad.

He took the two plates to the trash dumping the horrible meal in as he dialed the nearest pizza place. I stood walking toward the couch where Hazel was sat chewing on a toy. I couldn't help but want to cuddle her, I played around petting her and slowly worked her into my arms. We were curled up on the couch together when Kian entered the room.

"My two favorite girls," he smiled plopping down next to us. The house was creepily quiet, Jc and JJ had went out to a party with Dom, leaving us alone. "Pizza is on it's way."

"Thank god," I smiled earning a smirk from Kian.

"We never finished our game," he said poking my leg until I moved it enough for him to cuddle up with Hazel and I.

"I don't even know who's turn it is."

"Let's just say it's mine," Kian said as I rolled my eyes. "Were you mad that Andrea was here yesterday?"

"Mad? No."

"Were you -insert emotion here- because she was here?" he said with air quotes.

"At first I was uncomfortable, maybe a little annoyed. Mostly I didn't care," I said. "Well until I met her at the pharmacy by my hotel."

"What?" Kian said jumping up.

"It's my turn to ask the questions," I said purposely trying to annoy him. "Do you still have feelings for her or does she for you?"

"Neither one of us have feelings for each other anymore," he said slowly. "I'll admit that right after we broke up I was heartbroken. She didn't care, it was her idea. She was my first real serious girlfriend. I was head over heels. Maybe that was our flaw, I liked her way more than she liked me. Then came a certain point where she looked at me and simply said 'I can't keep doing this'. That was it. It was over before I got a say."

"You don't have to explain yourself," I said watching as his emotions showed.

"I was really messed up about it, but the truth is that without her, I'm a better person. I'm more of myself and less of what I thought she wanted. I spent so much time trying to be her prince charming that I wasn't being myself. Now I'm able to be me."

"You didn't have to," I said softly.

"I wanted to," he said interrupting me. "Now what do you mean you met her at the pharmacy?"

"This morning I had a headache, so I went to the pharmacy to get something. She appeared in the aisle and made a couple comments about how I must have had a late night because I'm with you."

"You've got to be kidding," he said visibly angry.

"I kind of just let it roll off my shoulder," I shrugged.

"That's bullshit!"

"Calm down," I said placing my hand on his.

"She has no right to make you uncomfortable."