Meeting One Direction (continued)

Chapter 102: Kayla.

I burst through the hotel room door. I throw my bag down, and fall on the bed.  

"Baby? What's wrong?" Harry asks, as he sits on the bed next to me. Of course, he's shirtless. 

I sit up and explain everything to him. He just listens. He's very good at it. 

"I have to go home tomorrow. I've been gone for four days." I whisper.  

A frown comes upon his face, but he just nods his head. I hope he understands. I really don't need someone else mad at me. Tears are still spilling down my cheeks. Harry pats his lap, and I climb into it. I hide my face in his shoulder. 

"Don't worry, she'll be back." He whispers.  

"We have never had a fight like this. Part of me wants to drive to her house and beg for forgiveness, the other half of me wants to shoot her." I moan. Harry holds me in his arms for a few minutes. 

"Want hot chocolate?" He asks. 

"In July? In California? Yes." I say with a smile. Harry gets us both hot chocolate. He sits in front of me. 

"Starring contest, go!" He squeals. The first time I win. The second time, he starts making faces at me, trying to get me to laugh. I look down at my hot chocolate. So what I lost? I can't let him make me laugh. 

"You're stubborn!" He mumbles. I smile at him, and my phone goes off. Twitter notification. Harry put a picture of me on. It's when I looked down. What? Why so special? My eyes are red and puffy, my hair is a wreck, and I look grumpy. 

'This is what happens when she gets in a fight with her best friend. Hey @lil_lillyyy, I think @brielle_anderson wants you back!' 

I put my hot chocolate down, laugh lightly, and throw myself in Harry's arms. 

"It's not gonna work, but thanks." I say quietly. My phone buzzes softly in my pocket. It's a text from Emma. 

Emma: I'm with Lilly. 

Me: Oh. How hard did she laugh when she saw the picture? 

Emma: She started crying even more. 

Me: Oh god. How do I end this? 

Emma: Come over to Lilly's tomorrow... unless you and Harry have something planned. 

Me: Don't you start now! ;) I'll be there.  

I put my phone back on the table. Harry tries to throw marshmellow's at me, and expects me to catch them in my mouth. I stink at it. A little while later, my phone buzzes again. I pick it up, and see the a name flashing that I haven't seen in a while. 

Kayla.