Gotta Be You

MILAN

Back to Kimberly's POV

I quickly jump away, out of Liam's grasp.

"Liam! What do you think you're doing?" I blurt out in surprise.

"Oh come on, don't act like you didn't enjoy that kiss," Liam reasoned.

"What are you talking about, where is all of this coming from!?" I ask, totally perplexed at the situation that has unfolded.

"Kimberly, you've been coming over to my house since we were like five years old. I've watched you grow up to be this beautiful girl. I've had a crush on you since the very first day that you walked into our kindergarten class. When you and Louis became friends, I thought it was a sign, fate, that we were supposed to be together. I've waited years to kiss you, and now that I've been given that chance, I just know that we'd be great together," Liam says to me.

"Get away from me you psycho," I say, pushing Liam away from me.

I had enough confusion in my love life with Harry and Niall, I️ didn't need Liam added to that mix., and besides, I've never thought of Liam in that way. It wasn't that Liam wasn't cute, heaven knows that wasn't the problem, but being best friends with his brother, let alone his twin, that's too much. I especially didn't like Liam's attitude about this whole situation, as if it was up to him whether or not I liked him.

"I️ have to go," I️ say, pushing him out of the way and rushing out the door.

This was crazy, not just crazy, this was chaotic. How did I go from a loner to having three different guys as potential love interests. I never thought that I would be that girl, did I even want to be that girl?

I was so caught up in my thoughts about what just happened that I️ and totally forgotten about what my main mission, which was to clear everything up with Niall.

I think we were really just lacking in communication, I reassure myself. We've had a lot of stress put in our relationship due to Niall's hectic career. I mean, yes, it's been on hold due to school, but that doesn't stop fans from crowding him every time he goes out.

That doesn't matter anymore though, now that I know I can trust Niall. I had jumped to conclusions before hearing his side of the story. I feel kind of guilty looking back, I was getting paranoid over nothing. If he could resist Mila's charm then I️ never had to worry about losing Niall to a fan.

I turn down Niall's street and see a car that I don't recognize, parked outside Niall's house. It was a black Audi with MILAN printed on the license plate.

Real classy, I️ thought to myself. Whoever owned this car had to be extra and order an Italian city to be on their license plate.

I roll my eyes as I make way up to Niall's door. I'm about to knock when I hear a high pitched laugh, coming from inside the house. An all too familiar high pitched laugh.

I sneak over to a window and peer inside. I see a slender figure with long black hair cascading over her shoulders, sitting on my boyfriend's lap.

Mila.

Then it hits me. MILAN on the car's license plate didn't stand for the city in Italy. It stood for Mila Nobrieve, Mila N, MILAN.

I was stunned. I peered through the window again and watched as Mila kissed Niall, and Niall kissed her back. I couldn't tear my eyes away. I guess you couldn't technically call this cheating. We were on a break, and I was the one to initiate the break. I feel like Rachel when Ross "cheated" while they were "one a break".

I couldn't help but feel betrayed, betrayed by Niall, betrayed by my feelings, betrayed by Louis. I didn't know what to do. It was Mila's fault. Everything was going fine until she rolled into town. I didn't have Niall, I didn't have Harry, Cassidy was out of town, and I didn't feel like going back to Louis's house in fear of running into Liam again.

I decide to just head home, I mean, where else was there to go? I get in my car and just start driving. I turn on my radio and get lost in the music.

I think about everything that's happened this year. School just started, and I already knew that this was going to be a horrible year. How was I supposed to face Niall? I had four classes with him...if he decides to show up for them.

I didn't exactly know what or how to feel. Of course I was upset that Niall, my first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first love, was now with some fake new girl, but I didn't know exactly how to feel. I didn't feel sad, I felt empty.