Chapter 6

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Authors Note:
I just wanted to say really quick that this is the first chapter I've written for this story, so I hope you like it! The others were written by fanfic_anonymous , who's given this story to me!

Kira's POV
As I sit there in Bailey's arms, crying, I can't help but feel the slightest bit stupid. I mean, here I am, crying over a silly necklace. I'm pathetic.
"Uh, well, on another note, I've got some great news!" Bailey said as soon as I stopped crying.
I looked up at him.
"Well, when I got home earlier, there was a man at my house with my mum. Turns out he was from my management team. He said that I'm gonna be going on a tour all over the UK!" He said excitedly.
My heart dropped. Bailey's gonna be gone? He's gonna leave me?
Even though I'm not really happy about it at all, I manage to smile. I wonder if he can tell how fake and forced it is.
"That great! I'm so proud of you!" I say through gritted teeth, and hug him.
"Thanks Kira! You're honestly the best! I was a little scared you were gonna be upset." He said.
Umm, duh.
"Why would I?" I lied, laughing a little more than I should've.
But luckily, Bailey didn't notice. He just sat there with a huge smile on his face.
"So when does this tour start?" I asked.
"In two months I think. It'll go on for at least three months!" He said.
Great, I have two months left with my best friend before he goes away for three.
"That's great!" I said.
"I know!" He replied.
We just sat there in silence for a moment. Then Bailey spoke.
"Thanks Kira." He said.
I gave him a questioning look.
"For what exactly?" I asked.
"For everything. I'm finally able to follow my dreams and you've been nothing but supportive. So thanks." He said, genuinely.
I mentally scolded myself for being upset about his tour. He's following his dreams. He's happy. I shouldn't be complaining about it.
I smiled widely at him.
"No problem. As long as you're happy, then I'm happy." I replied and his smile grew even bigger.
He hugged me tight, and I hugged back.
As he let go, his smile faded.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Three months.. I'm gonna miss you so much." He said.
"Yeah, but we still have two until you go!" I said, a lot more cheerfully than I feel.
He grinned again.
"So that means we'll have to spend every second of the day together!" He said.
I grinned back at him.
"Starting now!" I exclaimed.

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