*Kylies POV*
I woke up to the smell of breakfast. Weird no one really makes breakfast unless mums off. Wait Mum! I threw on a sweatshirt and jogged down stairs and into the kitchen.
“Mum! I got news!” I yelled.
“Mum isn't here, but I am!” Gemma said.
“Gemma!” I cheered as I hugged her.
“So what's the news? Is it Jake?” She asked.
I looked over at the guys who were all sitting at the table. Harry looked pissed at the sound of Jake's name.
“Uhm no. He slapped me across the face in front of the whole school.” I said.
“What?” She asked.
“He really did. Harry and the band I guess that's what you call them came to the school. People figured out how to put two and two together and yeah he wasn't very happy that I didn't tell him.” I said.
“Are you okay?” She asked.
“Not really. He should've understood.” I said.
“Oh Kylie.” She sighed pulling me into a hug.
“I hate him so much.” I sobbed.
“I know sweet heart. There's no reason for a guy to ever treat you like that.” She soothed.
“He said he'd never do something like that.” I cried.
“I know heartbreaks suck.” She said.
“I wish that I wasn't here anymore.” I sighed.
“Kylie.” Gemma said.
“No I mean it. He said he'd never do anything to hurt me. But if he says he really loves me as much as he does then I'm going to do something where it will really hurt him.” I said.
“Kylie, he isn't worth it.” Gemma said.
“He promised Gem.” I sobbed.
“I know he did sweetheart.” Gemma said.
“He told mum he wouldn't dare to do this.” I said.
“I know.” Gemma sighed hugging me.
I sobbed into her shoulder, hugging her tightly. Another person joined the hug. I looked up and saw it was Harry. It made me sob even harder.
“Hey Kylie?” Harry asked.
“What?” I asked.
“Lets all go sit down in the living room. You must have something else on your mind.” He said.
I nodded my head. He picked me up bridal style and carried me into the living room sitting me down on the couch.
“There's so much I haven't told you.” I sighed wiping the tears out of my eyes.
He nodded his head letting me go on.
“At first me and Jake hated each other. As in he wasn't so nice to begin with.” I said watching his reaction.
“He didn't hurt you did he?” Gemma asked.
I gulped and nodded my head.
“How?” Harry managed to ask.
“Both mentally and physically.” I said.
Harry sighed rubbing his hands over his face.
“Harry please don't hate me.” I said.
