Finding Us Again

17) Oh

Kayla

Wiping the final tears from my face, I pulled my bag, that was slipping off my shoulder, up a little and prepared myself for what was to come.

The first one I saw was the usual bright Samuel, but he looked worried and upset mixed with a little fluster. I knew he was questioning this guy calling after me, but I'm glad he cared enough for me to stay and see what was going on.

Some part of me just wanted to run to Sam and have him take me home, but I knew he was here and he wouldn't let me go until we spoke about our issues. At least that was what he used to do.

As I walked out from behind the bleachers, Sam was the first to notice me and waked my way.

"Kayla are you okay? Whats going on?" He said taking my bag from me and then my hands. I saw him stiffen in the background.

"I'm fine." I told him wiping a free fall tear from my eyes. Sam looked at me with sympathy but he knew I wasn't.

"Obiously she isn't fine. What are you going to do about it?" He finally came out and said. 

Man did I ever miss that accent. It's the first true one I've heard since I left Ireland years ago. 

"Look Niall." I said his name with a scratch in it for not saying it in forever. "You have no right to be a jerk face to my boyfriend now? Got it?" Niall looked taken aback.

"You know this guy?" Samuel asked me still holding my hand. I nodded looking into his eyes.

"Boyfriend?" Niall asked clearly shocked.

"What?" I questioned. "Didn't think I could ever get one?"

"No." He replied which made me want to hit him. As I advanced he said, "I always thought I would be your first." I stopped straight where I was and shivered.

"You what?" Then I was mad. I got right up to him tiptoed to see right into his blue eyes, which made him smirk.

"You were always shorter than me."

"You think you can just show up and everything will be okay don't you? Have you had any idea how much you leaving killed me inside? Do you even remember you promising me to call and text me everyday to check in? Do you? Whatever happened to never growing apart and never leaving me? And after all these years, you think it is okay to show up and I would just forgive you. Well how idiotic is that." I told him then storming off back to Samuel.

"Kayla, please just. Let's talk."

"Lets talk?" I spun around because Sam and I were about to exit the gym. "Now you want to talk?" I said back to him tears forming again. "Why couldn't we have talked during the X-Factor before you did your video diaries? Or when Spin the Harry? Or any of those other crazy things you had time to do except for call me? Niall, talking didn't seem to help us any. What makes you think it will work now?" I knew my words had a impact on him because Niall lowered his head and walked away.

"Fine." I heard him mumble and I let the tears fall and allowed Sam to hold me. Watching him walk away was probably the most depressing part about the whole thing knowing that may have been our last time talking because I blew up on him.

He deserved it right?

Back at my dorm, as soon as I opened the door, Mason jumped on me and practically demand I hold him. I did and gave him a hug and asked Sam to take him out for a quick walk while I cleaned up. He willingly did so. Quickly I grabbed my Eeyore pj's and hopped into the shower.

Once out, I pulled on my jammies and blow dried my hair. I heard the door open and a small whine so I knew Mason and Sam were back. When I finished, I put my things up and joined Samuel who was sitting on my bed.

"So." He said looking into my eyes. It was hard not to get caught in his eyes. "Whats going on?" 

I then drew in a deep breath and layed back.

"Its a long story." I told him. He just layed back with me and said,

"I've got time." I smiled and started from the beginning.

Durning my whole 'story telling' time, Samuel took my hand and intwined them with his. He understood everything and he got super mad at Niall when I told him he left me and even after he promised to call and keep in touch but never did.

Sure there may have been a reason, but right now, I wasn't ready or in that matter, willing to talk to Niall yet. He promised, and I know he was one to keep his word. Just not this time with me.

His best friend.

Around eleven oclock when I finished telling Samuel exactly what happened, he kissed my forehead goodnight and apologized for everything I had going on. He truly was a sweetheart and actually cared for me.

Brooklyn still wasn't home, so I texted her and asked her location to see if I needed to come rescue her. 

I also apologized for yelling at her. I didn't mean to.

Five minutes later she responded telling me she was outside and on her way in. I knew Mason should get one more potty break, so I put his camo leash on and opened the dorm door. 

What I saw just surprised me even more when I walked around the first hallway to the dormitory outside Dorm 7.

There he was.

And there she was.

Morgan was against the wall currently being kissed in a make out session by Niall James Horan. 

To see this just tore down my walls and crushed whatever hope I had for him inside me, away.

Mason was the one who gave us away. Of course he barked. Of course he did.

As soon as he did, the two broke apart and looked at me. Morgan with a death glare, and Niall with an embaressed, shocked, ashamed face.

"Kay-" He started.

"Its Kayla. Kay is for those who care about me. Not like you or you." I said pointing to the two of them. I then picked up Mason and ran outside past them.

Way to ruin your last chance Niall. Way to go. 

I ran into Brooklyn by the trees where Mason decided to 'go' at.

"Hey you okay?" She asked.

"No." I responded and pointed to the two in the lobby who were now talking calmy.

"Oh." she replied.

"Yeah." I said. 

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