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"Whatever." Kyara spat into the phone. She was pissed beyond words right now. And the cause for her anger? The one and only Luke Hemmings.
"Whatever?! Don't you whatever me! I'm just saying, it's not my fault she kissed me!" His tone of voice only made Kyara's blood boil more.
The night they had went to the park, Kyara had gone home, feeling a little bit queasy still from her illness. Luke and Ashton had decided to go clubbing. The next morning, Kyara woke up to a text from Emma telling her to look at her Twitter. Literally the only thing people were posting was a video of Luke snogging with some bitch at a rave. Kyara had called Luke right away.
"But it is your damn fault that you stuck your tongue down her throat instead of pushing her away!" Kyara currently had her phone balanced in between her shoulder and ear as she shoved all of her clothes into her luggage so she could get a new hotel room.
"It's not like we fucked or anything!" Luke tried to defend himself, but there really isn't much one could do when the video was spread faster than smoking rumors.
"Good thing too, otherwise I would be beating your ass instead of yelling at you!" Kyara accidentally ripped one of her shirts while trying to pull it onto her half naked body.
"Oh please! We both know you'll come crawling back to me in a couple of days saying how much you love and forgive me." Kyara didn't even register the blood welling up in her palm after she had squeezed her hand into a fist around a sharp metal necklace.
"You better rethink that sentence real fast, Luke." Kyara's words were full of venom and warning of what would happen if he didn't take it back.
"I don't think I need to change anything, Kyara." Luke sounded unsure of himself, only fueling Kyara's anger further.
"Delete my number." Kyara ended the call as Luke stuttered and tried to get her to stay on the line.
A couple of infuriating minutes later, Kyara heard a quiet knock at the hotel door. She didn't even wait to see if it was Luke before she swung it open.
Instead of Luke, it was Emma, Niall, Louis, Harry, Liam, Ryder, and Jaden. They all looked a little hesitant, looking at her as if she was a caged animal. Finally Niall spoke up.
"We brought food and movies...?" Everyone simultaneously held up either a chick flick or a bag of junk food. Kyara's scowl softened into a sad smile as she took in the group of people at her door. Just as she was about to invite them in, Michael and Calum came running up behind with 6 boxes of pizza spread between them.
"Sorry! It took a while to get someone to hold the doors for us." Mike panted while Calum leaned against the wall of the hallway to catch his breath.
"I love you guys so much right now..." Kyara shook her head and sidestepped so everyone could come into the hotel room. Everyone either hugged her or kissed her cheek on their way in.
Half an hour later, they were watching the Notebook and vegging out around the small room. Jaden and Ryder were cuddling right in front of the TV. Louis and Harry were seated a bit too close for good dudepals on the love seat. Liam was eating a piece of pizza on a chair he had pulled up from the small table. Niall and Emma were bickering quietly over what was the best chick flick while stuffing their faces full of puffy Cheetos against the wall. Mikey and Ashton were sat in the corner, group texting Luke, wanting to know how he could be so stupid. Kyara was sat on the bed, eyes glued on the screen as she ate Oreo after Oreo.
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FanfictieKyara was what most people of the year 2019 would consider normal. She was 18, living in her own apartment, and blogging day and night. She's just another faceless girl, just trying to stay positive with the life she has. That is, until one of her...