Trouble in LA | Harry Styles

Chapter 22

Kylas POV

I cant believe he just said that. I dont know what to do. I like him but I have Brent.

"Look, Harry. As much as I want to say that I feel the same way, I'm in a relationship now." I said. I looked at the time and saw it was 6:29.

"I have to go." I said.

"Wait. Can we talk about this later?" Harry asked grabbing my wrist. I nodded.

"I'll stay here then." He said. I smiled. I walked out the door. I hate my life. I knocked on their door. Brent opened the door.

"Hey!" He said pecking my lips.

"Hi!" I said. He grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen.

"Hi Kyla! So nice of you to be here!" His mum said hugging me.

"Hi. Thanks for having me Mrs. Riv- I mean, Laura." I said smiling.

"I hope you like lasagna." She said.

"Love it!" I said. I hate it. Just kidding. I really do like lasagna. I can't stop thinking about what Harry said though.

"Brent. Why don't you show Kyla the table." She said. Brent nodded. He took me to the dining room and pulled a chair out for me.

"Thanks." I said. He smiled. Lexi came. In and her mouth dropped.

"H-How? What? That's not... Oh my gosh!" She said.

"What?" I asked. That wasn't weird at all.

"You're sitting in Brent's chair. He never lets ANYONE sit there! Does he know you're sitting there?" She said.

"Yeah. This is the chair he pulled out for me and everything." I said. I feel so special. His mum came in with the lasagna and it smelt SO GOOD! Everyone else came and sat down at the table.

"Brent. How come you never let anyone else sit in your chair?" Lexi asked.

"That's because I actually like Kyla. I'm stuck with you people." He said. I tried so hard not to laugh. After we ate. IT WAS SO GOOD! Anyways. Brent took me to his room so we could hang out. After a while I went home. Do I love Brent or Harry? LIFE SUCKS! Whatever. I'm stuck with it. I walked in the door of my place and Harry kissed me.