POV Kendall
It's 4 a.m. And I don't know what to do. She is drunk, at my house, and I'm just staring at her. How can I help her? Or maybe, I mustn't help... I don't know, really.
Cara told me everything and fell asleep, like it was her main mission for today.
And anyway, she is beautiful. Sometimes I think, I like her. And then remind to myself that I'm straight.
But forget about this when remember her eyes, her hair, her voice... Stop. She has a girlfriend, and I'm straight and... I don't deserve her.And ur straight! And don't you forget Harry!
Ohhh... Harry.
But Cara... She's so cute...Kendall!!! Don't lie to yourself!
But I don't...
Then why you are here, at 4 a.m. keep staring at this... drunk angel?!
,, DRUNK ANGEL"?! Sounds fun.No, my imagination is crazy... No more parties this month. Work, work, work.... Sleep. I feel like understand Cara...
Go to sleep, Kendall.
Okay, Kendall. Goodnight.
In the morning I woke up in empty house. I walked throught all my rooms and didn't find her.
So I dialed her number.
- Hello?- somebody's voice asked.
- I'm... Hm... Could you call Cara please?
Then I heard voices behind the phone.
- Kendall?
- Cara! Where are you?
- Oh.. I'm sorry, Kenny, but...( she was interuppted by some laugh behind?)...Oh, babe, stop... Oh...- For me it was very embarassing so I just said:
-Okay,... I'm sorry. I understood. Bye.
- Thank you, Ken-hehe-doll...Bye...
Okay.... Okay!!! She is with Annie. And safe. And not alone. And without me.
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