Fakes, Lies, and Love

Chapter 14

CHAPTER 14

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NIALL'S POV

I let out a deep breath. Wow. I just snogged the girl of my dreams for over an hour. Nice job, Nialler! Wow.. That sounds weird. Niall should stop talking in third person. Niall, you're so damn strange! God, why does Niall keep doing this? Ugh. Niall gives up.

Haha! Okay, enough of that.

I wave to Kayla as she hops out of the car with her phone in hand. I gave her an extra pair of sweats earlier because all she had on was an oversized tee shirt....Oversized..?

My mind is racing through millions of thoughts as Kayla looks back one more time, smiles, waves, and heads through the doors. I can't believe she's actually mine. She likes me!

I laugh at myself...I sound like such a girl. But obviously a pretty girl. Haha. Everyone is right when they say I'm...unique.

I turn the egnition of the car on with a smile plastered to my face. Nothing could make this smile go away. In the corner of my eye, I see that Kayla left something behind. Her jacket.

Not thinking straight, I snatch the jacket, and sprint out of my car to the hospital. Probably not the best idea to leave my car running...

As I'm running through the front doors, a lady greets me with a smile.

"Hello, is there something you need help with?" she asks.

"Nah, just trying to find the waiting room," I explain. Wait, would Kayla be in the waiting room? I sure hope so.

She looks at me with a glint of light shining in her eyes. "Take a left right here and go straight."

"Thanks," I mumble and jog over to the left, following her directions.

When I reach the waiting room, I see Kayla's back to me. She looks like she's talking...

I run over with a smile on my face but a figure beats me to it.

"Kayla," I try to distract her, "you forgot your jac-" No.

She spins around, breathless. "N-Niall...."

I don't know what to think. She totally ditched me to kiss this bastard. Speaking of bastard, what the fuck is his name?

I look up to find my 'best friend'. He's not looking at me. Hell, he's looking at MY girlfriend.

"Niall," Kayla wispers frantically, "I didn't even see it coming, I swear. Please just hear me ou-"

"NO!" I inturrupt. "I don't want an explination. I thought you 'hated' him?" I put quotation marks at the word 'hate' with my hands.

"It wasn't my fau-"

"Save it," I put my hand up to get her to stop talking.

"Ni-"

"Bloody hell, Kayla!" I yell. I could care fucking less if I'm causing a scene. She ditched me to snog my so called best friend. "And you," I point to Harry. "Fuck you."