Lessons Learned

Chapter 16

Sierra's POV:

The girls and I had went to over a dozen animal boutiques.  I couldn't believe the things that Kaylyn had managed to find for her puppy.  Collars, dresses, bows, even little shoes!  She did find the cutest little zebra print carrier for her though.  Which is where Tawny was safely tucked away when we sat down to lunch at a small cafe we had found on our way back to the hotel.

We had already placed our orders and the waitress had just brought us over the 3 iced teas that we ordered.

"So," Kaylyn sipped from her straw.  "You ready to talk about?"

"About what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Not you, love," Kaylyn pointed her chin at Katelyn. 

Katelyn looked up and shrugged.  "Not really much to talk about,"

"What happened?" I asked, completely confused.

"Me and Niall are....having problems," she sighed.

"Oh, sweetie," I reached out to pat her hand on the table.  "I'm sorry,"

"It's fine," she shrugged. "We'll be okay...I hope,"

"What's going on, though?" Kaylyn asked.  "I've noticed the tension...but what's caused it?"

"I don't know," Katelyn explained.  "He just seems...distant lately."

"Could it be because of the tour?" I asked. "Maybe he's just distracted?"

"Shouldn't Zayn be distracted too?" she asked and I could see the tears building in her eyes. "Hell, Louis and Liam's girlfriends are back home and they're not distracted or distant from them!"

"Hmm," I crinkled my nose, not knowing what to say.

"I don't wanna talk about it anymore," she dried her eyes when the waitress sat our food down infront of us. 

"Honey," Kaylyn reahed out to rub her hand across her friend's back.  "I'm so sorry and I love you,"

Katelyn forced a smile and bit into a french fry, then giggled. "Excuse me while I eat my feelings,"

"So, back to the current task at hand," Kaylyn smirked, pushing her pasta around with her fork.

"What's that?" I asked, stealing one of Katelyn's fries while I poured dressing onto my salad.

"You and Harry,"

"Oh god," I rolled my eyes.  "There is no 'me and Harry'."

"Not what I heard," she raised her eyebrows at me.

"Huh?" I looked up at her.  "What are you talking about?"

"I heard you guys got a little hot and steamy yesterday, while you 'cuddled'," she made air quotations and smirked again.

"That bastard," I growled in a whisper.

"So it's true?" Katelyn giggled.  "Oh my!"

"It's not what you think," I replied.

"You know how many times I've heard that?" Kaylyn asked.  "I said that about Zayn once, too.  And look at us now..."

"If you don't like him so much, why'd you cuddle with him?" Katelyn asked innocently, biting into another french fry.

Fuck. She had me.  I don't know! Maybe I got caught up in how adorable he was or how perfectly I fit in his arms, or how cute he was when he slept, or how I enjoyed babying him because I knew he was hurt.  Oh dear god.  Why do they have to ask me this shit!