Confused.

Hate.

When we got home Kian showed me to my room.

"Here ya go.." He said walking out.

"Wait!" I yelled grabbing his arm. He walked back in slowly.

"What?"

"Here. Sit. I wanna talk." I said patting tge spot next to me on my bed. He took a seat next to me.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Why?"

"I was such a bitch. I yelled at you and said hurtful things that I didn't mean." I replied looking down shamefully.

"It's okay." I took a breath of relief and I placed my head on his shoulder and I fell asleep. I woke up an hour later and realized I'd fallen asleep next to Kian. My phone was buzzing with notifications.

"Turn it off!" Kian groaned pulling me back. I grabbed my phone and layed back down. I saw all the notifications were from instagram. I had an instagram? I clicked on the app and saw a bunch of hate.

'Get away from Kian you whore!' most of em went like that. I threw my phone at the wall startling Kian and he woke up.

"What was that?!" He yelled. I broke down crying. Wow I've been emotional.

"I don't get it." I replied between sobs.

"What?"

"The Hate! People are giving me hate on instagram!" I sniffled "and I don't know why..."

"Guys!" Kian yelled. They all came running in everyone shielded Trevor's eyes. I can't believe- whatever.

"What'd you do?" Kian asked. They all looked anywhere but his eyes. Oh no.

"We took a picture of you guys sleeping together and posted it on instagram!" Sam yelled then he covered his mouth in regret. I eyed my phone on the floor.

"No..No. HOW COULD YOU!?!" I yelled they all backed up.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I don't like him! And you guys posted it now everyone thinks I'm a slut and that I love him and I don't even know him!" I yelled.

"Oh.." Kian said. He got up and walked out. They just stared at me. I got up and pushed past them.

"Kian wait-"

"No! You don't love me you don't care and you never have! So just fuck off!" He yelled at me and slamned his door shut. I stayed outside pleading that he'd come out.

-3 hours later-

He didn't come out so I got up and walked downstairs and left.

"Where am I?" I asked myself. I didn't bring my phone nor keys. Stupid me. I was walking when I ran into someone.