Broken

Chapter 9

I moaned and got out of my bed as my alarm rang in my ear. The first full day of school, joy. I decided to skip breakfast, I was too tired. I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. My face was blurry. I grabbed my glasses and plugged in my straightener. I was really scared to go to school today. I still wasn't talking to Lauren and I hadn't really made friends yet. I guess I would have to try. I looked in the mirror again and sighed. I unplugged my straightener and through my hair in a messy bun. Good enough. I left my glasses on and went downstairs. I guess I would eat breakfast. I grabbed a granola bar from the cabinet and turned around to go back upstairs.

"Ugh, these floors are so dirty." My mom taunted as she walked in the kitchen.

My mom found out about the party and she was so pissed. She didn't believe in groundings, so she gives us chores instead. I guess I should be happy, but I'm not. I would take being grounded over chores any day. I rolled my eyes at her no trudged up the stairs. I slid open my phone and checked the weather. It was only supposed to be 63 today. Michigan weather is so bi-polar. It's not like this in Australia. I sighed. I miss Australia. I grabbed a sweatshirt from my closet and pulled up a pair of leggings. I at my granola bars and scrolled through twitter for a few minutes. I loved having extra time. Eventually, I got up and brushed my teeth. Maci was waiting downstairs on the couch for me. I laughed as she scrunched her face up at her phone. She was such a fag.

"What the hell are you wearing?" She laughed.

"Clothes?" I replied.

She rolled her eyes and followed me out the door.

"Kaitlin Kennedy your next to Kaitlynn Kerrigan." My teacher called out.

I always wondered why counselors but people with the same name and initials in the same class. There are more than 7 other classes she could have been in, yet she's in 5 of mine. I didn't really mind, she was nice. She was super pretty. Her lip was pierced, which I've literally wanted my whole life. Her hair was in a ponytail mid-way on her head. She smiled at me and sat down. She used to be on my cheer team, before I moved.

"Chase, behind Kennedy, Maxwell behind Kerrigan." The teacher continued to list.

Great. I felt really awkward around him knowing we were going on a date Friday. His eyes avoided mine as he sat down. I hoped that's what his problem was.

"Niall in front of Kennedy, Styles Kerrigan." He said again.

Niall sat in front of me and spun around.

"Hey, sorry for loosing you on Friday." He said.

"No, it's cool." I replied.

"Did Harry get you drunk?" He whispered before Harry was close enough to hear.

I bit my lip and nodded. I felt my cheeks turn pink. I was actually really pissed that he did. All though I guess it's not his fault, he was drunk too. I'm just glad he took me in his room. His bed was actually really comfortable. I think I bruised my hip or something though, it felt weird when I woke up. All though, everything did when I woke up. I'm just glad I didn't do anything too embarrassing. I think.

Harry's POV

I glanced at Kaitlin as I sat down. Her face was red and she was trying not to laugh at whatever Niall was saying. I didn't understand her at all. She was wearing glasses and a bun. She looked really good too. I have been thinking about her ever since she left. I couldn't believe what Lauren said to her. That was even low for Lauren, especially for Kaitlin. She seemed like the kind of person that wouldn't say no to the nerd at the dance because she would feel bad. I know she went to eighth grade dance with Chase, when he was a nerd. I saw those pictures. What really got me was, how nice it felt to actually sleep with someone. Sure, it was weird not planning on fucking her, but I liked it. I liked sleeping with her. But what had me thinking about her all weekend was when I woke up with my arm wrapped around her. I'm praying that she wrapped it around herself, but somehow I knew I did it. Honestly, I loved having a girlfriend to spoil. No one wanted a boyfriend that looked like they were going to murder them in their sleep. I sighed. There was no way I liked her. She was weird. I can't deny the way I felt when she unwrapped her arm around mine to get out of bed, or when I held her hair when she threw up. There isn't anything wrong with liking her, right? Yes, of course there is. Besides, I like Lauren. Relief washed over me as realization hit I was just being stupid. I already like someone. I felt that weird feeling I always felt in my stomach when I thought about Lauren. What if Lauren was the one I slept with? Why does she have to like Niall? Then I got an idea. It was a horrible idea, but it would work. I stopped the smile from spreading on my face as I clicked my pen.

A/N sorry this story is all over the place with POV, but heads up, next chapter will also have a Harry POV in it(:

RV&C

ILY