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Kailyn's P.O.V.
"What's wrong?" Logan says through the phone.
"Nothing."
"Kailyn," I can almost see his worried face. "Since Friday, you sound dull and empty."
Was I? Sure, I felt a bit different, but not dull and empty.
"I'm fine. Now would you leave me alone?"
"Nope. Tell you what." I can hear him shuffling around.
"What?" I groan, shifting in my bed and turning down the volume of the television.
"Get ready."
"What?" I repeat.
"Get ready. I'm gonna pick you up in about an hour."
"Logan," I start, about to put up a long explanation as to why I don't want to go anywhere.
"Nope. I'm coming, and if you aren't dressed when I get there, I'm dragging you out of bed." he says before he hangs up.
I guess I'm going out then.
"Louis!" I shout flipping, onto my other side. Gosh, I'm so lazy.
"What's up?"
"Can I go out?"
"Uh, sure I guess. The boys and I actually were planning to go watch a movie or something today."
I glance at the clock on my bedside table. 2:26 pm.
I came home at about 1:30 and I'm just noticing I haven't moved since then.
"Okay, thanks." I force myself off my bed and head to the bathroom.
Once I finish cleansing myself of all dirt, I walk into my closet.
I feel really lazy, but I don't want to drag on a random t-shirt and shorts, because I have absolutely no clue as to where I'm going and I know fans will see me and ask for a picture.
I also actually care about what I'm wearing with Logan. I mean, I really don't have to, but I do. I should just wear what I want. But I want to look nice.
Look at me, having an argument about my clothes.
I'm losing my mind.
I finally settle on a purple crop top with jeans shorts and black converse. I put my hair in a simple ponytail and, as usual, put on my bracelet and necklace.
Exhausted, or just being the lazy person I am, I crawl back into my bed, but it seems as if no one wants me to relax today, someone calls from downstairs.
"Kailyn!"
"I'm coming." I turn my tv off and pick up my bag and put in my necessary things.
I slowly trudge downstairs, and Louis is staring out the window like aliens just landed on our lawn.
"Everything okay Lou?" I come up behind him and look over his shoulder.
Casually outside in a minivan is Dakota, Logan, Addison, and a boy and a girl in the passenger and driver's seat. The three in the back seats are waving there arms around and shouting my name crazily.
Weirdos.
"I guess that's my ride." I say awkwardly and turn to Louis.
"Uh yeah," he takes one last glance at the window, then looks at me, "Do you need money?"
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Book One: One Direction's Dancer
FanfictionAbby Lee Dance Company, world renowned dance studio. Kailyn Tomlinson Payne Malik Styles Horan. But for short, Kailyn Tomlinson, One Direction's adopted daughter. What happens when the two mix? Kailyn is just a normal 12 year old girl, excluding t...