Harry's P.O.V.
"After our heartthrobs, the boys of One Direction, left us to move to West L.A., the boys have been caught almost everyday, hanging out with the same girl! About a month ago, she was just 'mystery girl'. Her name was later released from tons of sources, as Kylie Thompson. But, the story doesn't end yet! A few weeks ago, Kylie was seen hanging out regurlay with Zayn Malik, one-fifth of One Direction." I sighed. I looked over to see the rest of the lads, their eyes fixed on the t.v reporter.
"That's me!" Zayn fist pumped the air. The rest of them chuckled, except me.
"I don't know why you guys watch this stuff anyway. They always make shit up to make it sound like we actually have lives." I quietly said.
"And what's so wrong with that?!" Louis yelled. We all laughed.
"Sh, SHH! There's more!"
"They were seen out shopping in famous Rodeo Drive. As they exited a store, Zayn handed his beautiful lady friend a Chanel and Louis Vuitton shopping bag. Kylie pecked his cheek, as he turned his head, wanting a snog. That is, until fans came running in. No snog for Zayn?! What does this boy have to say for himself?" She continued. A clip of me and the boys at the Brit Awards flashed on screen. It was Louis getting interviewed, while the rest of us were getting our pictures shot.
"It wasn't their first kiss, that's for sure! Back home, they snog all the time. Me and the lads like to walk in on them and take pictures. They told us not to put them on twitter, but..." Louis flashed a reporter a smile.
"Before you say anything more, can you tell us what their relationship status is?"
"Oh, it's pretty obvious, but I'll let my Bradford boy tell you that one!" Louis answered with a cheeky smile.
Another clip from Zayn's interview cut that part.
"You know, we were actually hoping to announce it publicly in a few days on an interview, but while you're at it, yes we are dating."
"What do you think about your new girlfriend, then?"
"God, I don't know what to say. She's...she's amazing. Jaw-dropping is more like it. She's an amazing singer, and dances really well. Plus she's really funny. She can make me and the lads crack up whenever. She's absolutely beautiful, and so natural. She doesn't need makeup to look magnificent. She's stunning just the way she is. In fewer words, Kylie is perfect. She's definitely the one." Zayn responded. A little tear formed in his eye, but you could barely notice it. I feel so jealous right now.
He never told me he felt like this about her. I mean they were dating, so he obviously really liked her, but I didn't know it was this serious.
A slideshow of Zayn and Kylie came on. Mostly from the paps, of them holding hands while they were out for supper, or at the mall. Then came the ones from the boys' twitters. Some of them showed Kylie sleeping on him, others of them snogging.
I couldn't help but feel sick. The reporter came back on briefly.
"It was a short-term relationship, but we can tell they were in love. They still are, in fact, best friends. Is this the end for Kylie, or is she going to jump from Zayn to another boy in the band?" The woman gave the camera a mischevous grin.
What does she mean?!
Our song, What makes you beautiful came on as a picture of Kylie and I snuggled up came on the television. It was when we were watching Bambi with Liam his girlfriend, Danielle.
Kylie had her head rested on my chest, as my arm slumped over her shoulder, her hands holding both of mine. Our legs were wrapped around each other. ON..NATIONAL..TV..My eyes popped out of my head.
As I turned over, I saw Zayn's pale face. Like the air had sucked the color out of his face. He gulped, and ran upstairs without saying anything.
No one had the nerve to talk, let alone run after him. My cell vibrated. I checked the screen.
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FanfictionWhat could the girl, who already has everything, possibly want more? Love with a famous bad boy, of course.
