kardashian | h.s.

meet me in the hallway

i woke up in harry's arms, my clothes on the floor next to the bed, along with his. my eyes widened immediately as i recalled the previous night. it was then that i remembered that harry and i had slept together.

fuck. that was not supposed to happen. i slowly removed myself from harry's embrace, careful not to wake him. i threw my clothes on and left his house immediately.

what is wrong with you? i thought. why do you have to fuck everything up? you can't just be friends with him, can you? i cried inside my car as i drove. i turned on the radio in hopes of distracting myself from this mess.

i was surprised to hear what was on the radio. it was me. it was harry and i's duet, everything has changed, from the album. i sang along. it was funny how this song had come full circle. everything had changed between harry and i many times over the last year and three months. from friends, to dating, to being completely in love, to breaking up, to not speaking, to becoming friends, and now to sleeping together.

why did we do that? that was so stupid. we were just becoming friends again and now what? what are we? i was in a bad place and i should never have gone over there. god, what is wrong with me? i thought again.

i got to my house and quickly went to my room, flopping onto my bed. i tried to convince myself that it was fine and wouldn't change anything between us. but i couldn't. how could things be the same now? could they? i was stressing out for sure.

so i did what i always did what i always did when i needed help. "kenny?" i called, walking through our house towards her room. "kaia?" she responded, walking out of her room. "i need you." i sounded like a little kid.

"what happened?" she asked. i groaned and out my face in my hands. "i messed up. bad." i guiltily said. her eyes widened as she motioned for me to go on. "harry and i had sex last night." i admitted.

kendall's mouth opened widely but she covered it with her hand. "oh god, kaia." she mumbled through her covered mouth. "so are you guys, like, a thing again?" she asked me, but i was still trying to put the pieces together myself, so i just shrugged.

then i heard a loud gasp from inside kendall's room. i gave her a confused look. "louis' here." she laughed and so did i. suddenly, the door flung open.

"did you- and harry-" louis didn't finish his sentence, but he didn't have to, i just nodded and ran my hand through my hair. "could you hear us from in there?" kendall asked and he shook his head before handing her his phone. she read something with wide eyes before handing it to me.

harry: louis i need some advice
louis: must be pretty bad if you need my advice
harry: kaia and i had sex. i don't know if it meant anything to her or anything, but it happened and i'm not sure what to do. i know i shouldn't have done it since she was vulnerable and upset, but i miss her lou. what do i do???

just as i was reading it, another text came through.

harry: louis???

"here, you answer him." i handed him his phone back. "well, did it mean something to you? cause i don't want to give him bad advice." louis reasoned. did it mean something to me? "i don't know, louis it literally just happened."

i looked to kendall for help. she looked deep in thought for a minute before looking up at me and shrugging, "i don't know what to do kaia. i mean, you fucked up big time."

"gee, thanks kendall, so helpful." i sarcastically remarked. "i'm going to bed, i need sleep." i sighed and turned away from them. "yeah, since you didn't get any last night!" louis called after me and i heard him and kendall high-fiving behind me but i just groaned and kept walking to my room.

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after i went back to my room, i had fallen asleep fairly quickly. when i woke up two hours later, i had 4 texts from harry.

harry: hey, can we talk?

harry: about last night

harry: shit you're probably asleep

harry: well, whenever you wake up, text me please x

i groaned to myself. what had i done? was i ready to be in a relationship with harry again? did i even want to? after all, we had just rebuilt our friendship, i didn't want to ruin it. but part of me still wanted him. a large part of me. i was conflicted for sure, but i only had a short amount of time until i'd have to give my answer to harry, which meant i had an even shorter amount of time to figure out what my answer was.