kardashian | h.s.

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"hey, kardashian." i heard as my front door open and close. "jesus, styles. when did you stop knocking?" i called back, my mouth full of ice cream. i put the pint down on the table, and pushed my stuffed bunny off of my lap, and stood up. "eating straight out of the carton, now are we?" he laughed and walked past me, grabbing a spoonful of the ice cream and shoving it into his mouth. "shut up, h. you know how my cravings have been." i scoffed. lately, the pregnancy cravings had been beginning to kick in.

"so, how'd things go with jaylen?" i asked him while he sat down on the couch. i copied him and i sat down next to him on the couch. "surprisingly well. she said she had predicted it. apparently she has some sort of secret talent with knowing when someone's pregnant. she said as long as i wasn't sleeping with you while her and i were together, it's fine. she's actually excited for us." he explained.

"really? god, i wish dylan felt that way. he got angry and yelled at me to leave. i asked if he was breaking up with me and he just told me to get out." i sadly recalled. "aw, i'm sorry kai." harry hugged me. "at least he didn't break up with you right away, that's a good sign. maybe he just needs a moment to let it sink in, and then you guys will be okay." he suggested. "i don't know, i guess." i shrugged.

we sat there for a while, not really speaking. that was, until someone knocked on the door. i groaned in annoyance and started to get up. "i got it, k." harry assured me and walked to the door. "thank youuuu."

i heard the door open and harry say "dylan, hi!" my heart dropped. he's here? "harry? what the hell, man? why are you here with my girlfriend? haven't you caused enough problems?" i'm not gonna lie, i was a little shocked to hear dylan talking to harry like that. he loved harry. he'd never had a problem with him before.

"woah, man. i think you should calm down a little bit before you go talk to kaia." harry calmly stated. i grabbed ahold onto robbie and clutched his furry stuffed body to me. "i think you should not tell what to do." i heard dylan say. i bit down hard on my bottom lip while i stood up, deciding to step in. "dylan?" i called when i got to the door. both the boys turned their attention to me. "can we talk?" i asked him.

dylan followed me inside after i told harry to go home, and took a deep breath while he sat down. "you know, kaia, when i first met harry, i thought i could handle this weird exes/best friends thing, always hanging out with harry and his girlfriend. i thought it was fine, because clearly you were over him. but then i find out that you guys had sex like two weeks before we got together, and now all i can see is you and him. i can't help but think that you still want him. and you're having his kid! there's no way for him to be out of our lives. you guys will be spending the rest of lives around each other, and i can't deal with that. i'm sorry, but i can't be with someone and always be worrying that she wants her child's father back. especially when the father is harry styles. i'll never compare to that, kaia. so i'm just not going to try."

"dylan. i don't want harry. you know that. if i wanted harry, why would i-"

"be with me? i don't know kaia. i'll never know that. but i can't live like that forever. i can't see this child," he pointed to my stomach. "and love them like i want to, you know why? because all i'm going to see is him. him and you. and i can't live a life like that. i'm sorry, kaia, but this is it for us." dylan frowned, staring me straight in my eyes.

"is that what you really want?" i asked him, scared for the answer. "yes, kaia, it is. i'm sorry. i hope you can understand." he told me. i felt my heart crack a little. "okay." was all i could get out. my mind couldn't push out any other words. "goodbye, kaia. good luck with the baby." he pulled me into a hug. i didn't hug back, i couldn't move. "okay." i said it again. i had forgotten how to make any other sounds except for those two syllables.

he stood up and let himself out. and that was it. that was the end of dylan and i.