I've Actually Got A Chance

Chapter 13

**********BACK TO KYLE'S POV**************

I got up to go back to the kitchen and Harry grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. I looked down and smiled at them again. I will probably always do that.

"Do you guys want a cookie or something? I made some earlier." My mom asked.

"You made cookies?!!" I exclaimed.

My mom nodded and grabbed the tray. They were still rather warm. I loved my mom's cookies. They were the best.

Harry and I both grabbed one with the hand not connected to the other person. We took a bit at the same time. I moaned in bliss. It was delicious.

"This is honestly the best cookie I have ever tasted!" Harry said.

"Thanks guys. It's not even anything special."

"Nothing special?! I've never had anything this delicious!" He exclaimed.

"Not even anything of your own mom's?" my mom asked doubtfully.

"Well, she makes really good cake, but these cookies are a close tie with them."

"You really like desserts." I stated poking his stomach. I had already finished my cookie.

He nodded, finishing his. "It's getting really late. I should head back. We have a really early talk show, then a radio interview and a show tomorrow. We will drop off all three tickets later. I'll leave something to show you're with me so you can come backstage before and after the show."

"Bye. See you tomorrow."

"I like-like you baby." He said pecking my cheek.

"II like-like you too." Harry then left. I was kind of sad. I had gotten used to him always being around and now he wouldn't be after tomorrow. How were we going to make this long distance relationship work?"

"It will all be fine, hun." My mom said reassuringly.

"Thanks mom. I think I'm going to bed."

"Night sweetie."

I walked upstairs and showered. I put clean boxers on and slipped into bed.

I was being poked in the cheek. What? "What is going on?" I asked blinking groggily.

"Hi Kyle!" Mak and Nat shouted in unison.

"Why are you waking me up?" I looked at the clock. "It's only 7:47."

"Do you want to see our boyfriends' interview and talk show today?" Nat asked.

"What do you mean 'our'?"

"Liam and I are together. He's not my boyfriend yet, but we're together."

"Awe. Harold and I are the same." I gushed.

"Forever alone!" Makayla shouted.

"You'll find someone someday." I reassured. "If I can find my prince, you can find yours."

"I guess so. This is a really awkward conversation for two girls and a guy to be having," she remarked.

"I'm gay so it's fine." I joked, smiling. We all laughed at that.

"Now, before we miss that talk show, let's get downstairs." Natalie said, running downstairs.

Makayla and I followed her, but at a much slower pace. We all sprawled out on the couch. It probably looked uncomfortable and weird, but it wasn't.

The interview was just starting. "Hi! We're One Direction!" They all said in unison. How do they always do that?

"I'm Liam"