Fakes, Lies, and Love

Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17

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KAYLA'S POV

All I've been thinking about is what Zayn and Carlie are doing. Why are they leaving school together..? It makes no sense. None. Zelch. Zippo. Zero.

*Hazza Bear is Calling*

He's been calling my phone since the day at the hospital. Why the fuck did he have to KISS me? KISS ME! It came out of no where and now Nialler hates me.

I felt a wet substance roll down my cheek...to my chin...and land on my neck. It's probably dead.. Just like my heart.

I like Niall. Really like. Why does Harry think that's so bad? I mean, he has Carlie. Right?

*1 Missed Call*

I could care freaking less if I have one missed call! Stupid phone! Ugh!

More vibrations started coming from my pocket.

"Harry, would you leave me the fuck alone?" I yell into my phone.

"Kayla? It's not Harry..." the thick Irish accent trails off.. Oh. That accent. It makes my insides melt.

"Oh." I mumble. "Don't you hate me, Niall?"

He sighs, "I don't hate ya. It hurt, yeah. But I don't hate ya."

I release the huge breath I didn't even know I was holding in.

"So," I say, "You called?"

Niall chuckles a little. "Um, yeah. W-well.. Do ya wanna hang out..or something..?"

I giggle at his stuttering. "Of course, Nialler!"

He laughs. My God. Someone bring a fucking fan in this room. Is it hot or is it just me?

"Okay. Well can I come over? We could watch movies or something." he suggest.

"Sounds great. I'll make popcorn!"

"Awesome! I'll bring some movies!"

"Bye Nialler."

"Bye love."

*Call Ended*

I laugh out loud at how cute he is.

Well... looks like my life is slowly coming back together..

Somewhat.

CARLIE'S POV

"Fuck. You." I spit in Marcel's face. He's crying but I don't even think he notices.

I can't believe the way he's acting.

I can't believe how he looks.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe he hasn't eaten anything in four days.

I can't believe he hasn't showered in four days.

I can't believe he hasn't talked to anyone in four days.

I can't believe he hasn't gone to school.. IN FOUR FUCKING DAYS!

I can't believe him.

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I've been walking in the rain for 2 hours. My jaw is chattering, my feet are killing me, my head is spinning, and my heart is breaking.