The Brunette

Lies

K, so Im gonna start actually naming the chapters. I might "forget" todo some chapters cuz Im lazy. The chapters are still short but they get better I promise

Chapter4(Niall's pov): I woke up excited. I had to make a good impression to make up for the suitcase thing from yesterday. I have to wake her up first. I thought. What am I going to say? I shouldn't of ever asked her to breakfast. A girl as beautiful as her would never be interested in a guy like me. But she said yes. I had a chance. I couldn't mess it up.

I called her number and waited for her to answer. "Hey, it's Kayla. I'm on my way to the airport. Don't try to find me. I don't want you to. If this is Zayn, it has nothing to do with you. I'm sorry. Don't leave a message." Kayla? Who's Kayla?Why doesn't she wan't anyone to find her? And who's Zayn?

(Isabella's pov): I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my door. I was barely awake, wearing my pajamas and my hair was probably a mess but I opened the door anyway. I open the door to find those mesmerizing blue eyes and disheveled blonde/brown hair. "Niall, what are you doing here. I told you to call." I said while trying to fix my hair and straighten my pajama shirt.

"I did call, but you didn't answer." He said slowly. "Funny story actually the message you left said 'Hey, it's Kayla, I'm on my way to the airport. It went on to say something like 'Don't look for me.' And something else like 'Zayn, this isn't about you' What was that about?"

My throat closed up. I was faced with two options, either lie to Niall, the first person to show kindness to me in London, or tell him the truth and let him judge me as a person who lied about my identity.