Once in a Lifetime (EDITING)

Ch. 23 Well this is akward

Kelli's POV

After the confrontation with Calum, we immediately head back to the hotel.

The entire ride there so far has been silent, and I can't help feeling like it's my fault.

That's because it is. My inner conscience decides to butt in.

This wouldn't have happened if you would've told Harry about the past you had with Calum. This whole thing could've been avoided.

I sigh softly, leaning against the leather seat of the limo, rubbing my temples to rid myself of the pounding headache that is beginning to form.

Niall and Maddie aren't talking, but they aren't tense with each other.

I'm pretty sure that they and Liam and Rose are probably keeping quiet for my benefit.

"So, how do you know Calum?" Harry suddenly breaks the silence causing me to jump slightly.

I'm pretty sure that question has already been answered Harold.

"My ex," I mumble, staring at my lap.

We easily slip back into silence after that, but luckily we arrive at the hotel soon after.

As soon as the limo stops, I climb out of the car, wrapping Harry's jacket tighter around me. I don't bother waiting for anyone else to follow after me.

I quickly scurry up the elevator and into our hotel room, closing the door softly behind me.

I quickly remove all of my, now smudged, makeup and pull my hair into a messy bun.

I strip off the dress I have been itching to get out of all night, and throw on some grey sweat pants and one of Harry's t-shirts he has folded on the bathroom counter.

By the time I am done, I stumble my way back into the bedroom where Harry is slumped on the bed.

I don't dare come any closer, afraid of what questions he will ask.

"Did you love him?" He asks startling me, not the question itself, but his tone.

It's calm, yet agitated. Almost like he's trying to control his anger.

"To be honest, no." I say truthfully, while Harry nods slowly. Calum was nothing but a crush, a stupid, idiotic crush.

"What did Michael whisper in your ear earlier tonight?" Harry asks solemly, standing up from the bed.

"He just told me to not trust Calum. What he said tonight was probably another sick mind game of his. He loved playing those on me." I say referring to where Calum told me his 'feelings' for me weren't fake.

No one can have feelings for you, and treat you like you are worthless, at least not true feelings....right?

"Is that why you broke up?" He asks, slipping off his shirt while I look away.

If I stare at his chest too long, I'll start drooling and lose my train of thought and then we will both be in trouble.

"Um, well that's why I wanted to break up. But he mainly described it as, 'long distance relationships will hurt us both, so to save ourselves from heartbreak let's just end it here.'" I mumble bitterly but bite my tongue from saying anything else.

"If he bothers you again, tell me will you?" He says, finally making eye contact with me, I'm actually slightly disappointed that he has a shirt on.

"Of course," I say looking at the floor.

"Promise me," He says, as I snap back to reality to find that Harry has become face to face with me, making my breath hitch.

"I promise, " I say breathlessly as he pulls me into a hug, resting his chin on top of my head while I nuzzle my face into his chest.

"My shirt looks great on you by the way," He chuckles lightly, while I roll my eyes.

"It's enormously too big for me Harold," I joke, but it's actually pretty fitting on me, and so fucking soft.

"Hey! I'm not that fat." He playfully pokes my side, making me giggle.

"Whatever Styles."

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*When they come back from NY*

"Wait, wait wait...you're Aunt grounded you?!" I scream as Danny slams his locker shut.

"Yes, that bitch, on New Year's Eve too! I mean, does she know how long I've waited to see those boys?! She fucking took my phone, and hid my tickets to the freaking show, because as you know I was basically VIP." He grumbles, heading towards the gym.

"And the worst part is, I wasn't even on the cover of a magazine and yall were! I mean, how un-fucking-fair is that?!" He rambles on, but I freeze in my spot.

"Danny?! What?!" I say astonished.

"Ugh, here, I just can't beleive..." He keeps going but I tune him out as soon the paper touches my hand.

Luckily they didn't get my face, but Danny knows me so well its not a shock that he recognized me.

That evil skank Melany reporter, did take pictures of us while we were running out of Forever 21.

I fucking knew I wasn't crazy!

'One Direction's Secret Love Life Unfolds...'

I scoff at the cliche headline of the article. They only have pictures of the back of our heads for goodness sake!

"Are you even listening?!" Danny says annoyed as I shoot him a glare.

"I have to be a lot more careful when I'm shopping from now on."

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This chapter is short, it sucks probably. Shandril will become a more frequent character in the next chapters, she's very important to the story line for this plot so...
you might as well start loving her