Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 27:...And that's a wrap!

Harry's P.O.V.

"Your little sister didn't make it through the surgery. I'm very sorry miss." The woman in blue scrubs said. 

Kylie burst into tears. "NO! NO, there HAS to be something you can do! Try to do the surgery again, Try!" She screamed. The nurse shook her head. "I understand this is hard for you. But there's nothing more I can do." 

The nurse shot her an apologetic look. "Is there anyone I can call for you... your parents?" 

Kylie collapsed on the floor. The nurse tried helping her up, but it was no use. Kylie just sat there on the floor, her back slightly leaning against the hospital chair. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Kylie screamed, bursting into even more tears. The nurse gulped, and just left. 

"...And that's a wrap, everybody!" The director screamed. Everyone around me, including myself, clapped. 

I stood up from my chair, making my way to the set. A few women ran over to Kylie, carefully helping her up and congradulating her. I slipped my arms around her waist, my head resting on her neck. I kissed the top of her shoulder. She giggled, turning her face around to see me a little better. 

She finally spun around to face me. I wrapped her in a hug. "I'm so proud of you, babe." I whispered in her ear. She pulled out of the embrace. 

"I can't believe I just shot an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Wow, do you realize how long I've been wanting to be part of this?" She waved her arms around.

I chuckled. "I'm guessing a long time?"

She playfully shoved me, giggling. "Yes. A very, very," She took my hands in hers, walking closer to me, "very long time." Her face was now only a few centimeters away from mine now. 

I inched my lips on hers. She put her arm around my neck, her fingers wrapping around my curls. I wrapped my hands around her waist. I opened my mouth, letting the kiss deepen. 

Our tongues played games, and the snogging session lasted about a minute or so. Kylie pulled away. Our foreheads pressed against each other, my eyes staring into her beautiful grey-blue eyes. 

I saw a flash go on from the corner of my eye. "HEY, HOW DID HE GET IN HERE?!" The director yelled. Kylie gasped. 

"Was that the papparazi?" She whispered. 

"Yeah." I sighed. 

"Aw, that's gonna be the cutest picture of us!" Kylie jumped up and down, her hands intertwined with mine. 

I flipped my curly hair in the air like a girl. "I just hope they didn't take it from my bad angle." I squeaked in a girlish voice.

Kylie burst out in giggles as I grabbed her thighs, throwing her over my shoulder. "Put me down!" She laughed, hitting my lower back and bum with her fists. 

I felt something vibrate. "Shit. Someone's calling me. Put me down, Haz!" She said, still giggling. I decided to put her down. She raised the phone to her ear.

"Hello? Mom? Yeah. I've been staying over their house. What, no?! I just finished shooting. Yeah. Yupppp. Wait, what? Mom, no! Wha-why?! That's SO unfair!" She exclaimed, rolling her eyes. 

I crossed my arms. What was her mum saying? She jammed the phone back in her pocket, her eyes staring me down. 

"What did she say?"

"I have to go back home. Like now." She said, sighing. 

I shrugged. "Okay, we'll go back to my-"

"No, Harry. My house. I'm grounded." 

I was surprised. Her mum never grounded her. In fact, I got into more trouble than Kylie, and I'm 18, not living with my mum anymore.

"Why?"

"She's pissed, Haz. Paul called home and told my mom about how I was shooting this episode today."

I shrugged. "So? Didn't she already know?"

Kylie looked up at me. "No. I never told her. I mean, I told her about how I was getting offers for my acting career, but I never told her what i was specifically doing today."

I sighed. "So back to your house?"

She nodded at me. 

"My car's in the parking lot. I'll just drive." Kylie said, with no emotion at all. I was kind of confused. Why was she being so....cold?

"Alright, babe. So bye, is it?" I took her hand, leaning in to kiss her.

All of a sudden, she jerked her hand back and walked away. What the bloody fuck? Kylie turned around halfay out the studio doors. "Bye." She mouthed to me. She flashed me a smile. But I knew her too well for this. I knew too damn well that smile was fake. 

Have I said something that upset her? No. I didn't. She slammed the door behind her. 

And that's when I remembered. Me and the boys were going on our first world-wide tour tomorrow. Shit.