Bad Little Californian

Chapter 14

Kylie's POV

I opened my eyes to a blurry room. Did I actually fall asleep? Without moving my head I flickered my eyes around the room until they fully adjusted to the bright light, steadily I sat up only to feel the back of my neck stiffen from how I slept. Wait, where am I?

I picked up my head and my eyes landed on the long haired boy sleeping in front of me. The sides of my lips crept upwards into a tiny smile as I ghosted my hand down Nash's arm and hand, for some reason I feel at peace. Happy even! Which is weird because of everything that's happened lately but I'm not complaining. I think anyway.

"Can we wake up everyone else?" a high pitched voice sang from the other side of the door, there was then a loud bang and the mumble of hushed voices. In a panic I let go of Nash's hand and headed for the open window, behind me I heard the door handle click which made me practically throw myself out the window causing me to lose balance on my hard landing.

Voices got clearer as I pushed the glass back into place and soon enough I darted away as fast as my tired self could handle. What if they saw me? How the hell would I explain?

Oh hi long time no see, yeah I just trespassed into the hospital and entered without anyone but Nash knowing. No big deal.

I don't think that would necessarily go well with the boys, especially Hayes. He'd probably scream at me to leave his brother alone. Not that It would bother me just that I'm not in the mood to be screamed at today. I slowed down my pace and stopped at an incredibly busy road, I exhaled a short breath and glanced back at the grey building now behind me, an urge came to me. Do I go back?

I couldn't help but turn fully around and just stare at the tall structure, probably earning confused glares from the people in the cars but I've ran out of shits to give about what people think of me a while ago. The imagine of Nash cropped up in my head.
Him waking up to an empty room, thinking to himself if my appearance was just a mere dream, that everything I said to him was just his mind playing up and I actually don't feel that way about him. I can't to that to him.

I've felt that pain before. I don't want him to feel it too.

Making up my mind instantly after that I shoved my cold hands in my pockets and strolled towards the building, my eyes glued to the entrance. Meanwhile my brain fighting with itself, debating whether I should do this or not but before I could change my mind and turn around I was already walking through the electronic doors, pressing my lips into a flat line as I glanced down at my shoes than back at the man behind the desk.

"I'm here for Nash Grier" I mumbled, he cocked his eyebrow up and played with his identification tag that wrapped loosely around his neck and fell onto his chest.

"Age"
"Sixteen" I gave him one of my perfected fake smiles. Well its technically true; its my birthday in a few weeks but then again, so is Hayes' but birthdays aren't a thing I really do so it doesn't really bother me.

"Are you family?" I nodded, quickly getting bored of this conversation.
"Sister" I raised my eyebrow like as if I was challenging him to ask more questions but I pulled my face back into a normal facial expression.

"Name?" I groaned inaudibly
"Kylie, can I go now?" My patience was hastily wearing off, if I knew this was going to be so difficult then I should have just walked off and not look back.

He typed something into his computer and kept glancing up at me then back at whatever was on the screen.
"You don't look like Mr. G-"

"He's my half brother okay. Are you actually going to stop me from seeing my brother and my family? Do you want my fucking DNA?" I played the guilt card making his eyes grew wide at my lie, I rolled my tongue from the inside of my cheek and against my gums as I rolled my eyes as dramatically as I can.