Fakes, Lies, and Love

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

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"We're here," Harry said with a smile.

"Is Marcel going to be here?" I ask him. I immediately regret asking that when he looked at me and his smile faded. Almost angry. Why would he be.... angry?

He shook his head. "Marcel... Isn't really the party guy."

"Does he live here with you, Harry?" I again regret what I said. Ugh.

"Why do you even care about that loser?" he asked me.

"Isn't he your brother?" I snap back.

Harry hesitated and then nodded. "But, he doesn't matter."

His words struck me. They hurt. Something obviously must have happened between these two. Why else would Harry physically and metally hurt Marcel?

"I-I-I don't know if I want be h-here anymore," And I meant that. I really don't want to be around someone who doesn't respect their family... At least he has one..

Anger and confusion took over his face. "Why?" was all he managed to say. I was surprised he wouldn't have freaked out.

I couldn't believe my ears! Did he seriously just ask 'Why?' Oh my god. "Oh wow," I rolled my eyes, unbuckled my seatbelt, and got out of the car.

"Kayla! Kayla, wait! Come back!" I ignored it. He confuses me. Why does he take advantage of his brother? Why isn't he grateful for what he has? I was knocked out of my thoughts as I bumped into someone. What's up with that?

"Oh! I-I am so so sorry miss! P-please forgive me!" Oh God. I knew that voice from anywhere.

"Marcel!" I shouted and hugged him. Woah, I felt electricity egnite through my body. Was that normal? I did in fact feel sparks when Harry kissed me. Kayla, keep Harry out of your mind! You're mad at him, remember?! But Harry's so sweet and smooth. I can't stay mad at him forever!

"Kayla?" he asks surprised. "H-hey what are y-you doing here?" Ugh. I almost feel a little guilty for kissing Harry... I mean I feel really bad for Marcel considering he has a douche bag of a brother.

"I could ask the same, mister!" I laugh playfully and poke his nose. Oh, those dimples when he smiles. Sigh.

"Well, I kinda live here..." He snorted. I laugh. Then of course to ruin the moment, someone taps on my shoulder. I spin around on my heels to find Carlie making a goofy face. Oh Lordy!

"Hey honey bunny," she slurs. I'm guessing she's drunk.

"Uh, Carlie?" I spoke. "Are you completely wasted?" Marcel chuckled and I smack him in the arm with the back of my hand.

"Ow!" he wined. I think we both know that didn't hurt...

"Haha, very funny." she fake laughs trying to keep her balance.

"You should get home." I tell her but Marcel chimed in.

"There's a few spare b-bedrooms. I.. I mean you both could stay t-the night," he studders.

"Yeah thanks Marcel. It's probably best. I didn't get to even go in yet." I sigh and make a pouty face.

We both laugh silently while we watch Carlie wobbling trying to walk towards the small lake.

"SKINNY DIPPING BITCHES!!" she yelled really loudly. A lot of people started running down and ripping their clothes off. Eew. Not really a sight I want to see. But, even besides Carls big scene, the house is STILL completely packed.

"CARLIE ELIZABETH BAKER GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" I yell to her. She pounts and comes over (still trying to mantain her balance). Once she's over I decide to compliment her. "I like your dress Carlie!" It's a beautiful orange cut-out B andage dress with black pumps. It's so cute!

She giggles drunkily, "Thank you." she slurred and hiccuped. Dear lord, bless this child. I roll my eyes waiting for her to compliment MY dress, but, she doesn't.. It's probably her drunk self...

Marcel thankfully gave me what I was hoping for. "Your dress is beautiful, Kayla." not to pat myself on the back but it is really pretty. It's a beautiful turquoise mesh dress.

I blush. "Thanks, Mars." After a few bloody minutes of staring at each other Carlie gets annoyed.

"Guys," she complains, "stop. You're practically mind-snogging."

"Eew!" we both say in unison.

"Well," I giggle awkwardly, "I better get going with Carlie. Thanks for everything." he nods and smiles then I turn to Carlie. "Where's your phone, Carls?"

She points to her pocket and smirks. "You'll have to get it yourself," she slurred. I rolled my eyes and grabbed it. I thought I should text her mum so she knows Carlie isn't coming home tonight..

To Mummmmyyy-

Hey Angie, I just wanted to tell you that Carlie is staying at my house tonight. She fell asleep and I didn't want to wake her! ~Kayla

I felt bad for lying but she would flip if she knew Carls was drunk. She instantly responded.

From Mummmmyyy-

Thanx 4 telling me, sweetz! Hve fun!! xx

I smiled because she shortens everything. "She said yes!" I told Marcel.

He chuckled, "Okay, come on, I'll show you where you guys can sleep." I nodded. Wow, he didn't studder! We grabbed Carls and helped her to the house. She's gonna have a SUCKY hangover tomorrow. Of course, we bumped into someone. Story of my life everyday. And, to make matters worse, it's the one and only, Harold Edward Styles.

He looked at me and then and Marcel. "Kayla?" his voice cracked. It sounded... Hurt?

Ugh! What's up with me and bumping into people??

(picture of Kayla and Carlie to the side)

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Hey One Direction Lovers!!! So, the links to the dresses are pretty. Comment and vote! Otherwise here they are:

Carlie's Party Dress:

http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=119296436

Kayla's Party Dress:

http://www.polyvore.com/kaylas_party_dress/set?id=119260499

PLEASE COMMENT ON IF I SHOULD CONTINUE OR NOT. BYE LOVELIES!! xx

~MakaylamhHoran123