"KIK" Chapter Eleven.

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CHAPTER ELEVEN- JESSICA'S POINT OF VIEW.

"Can I see her?" I lifted my head up slightly and looked around. I was at Nick's. It was morning. Then I remembered last night and teared up. Lou's my cousin and he still couldnt tell me what was going on. I wonder who's at the door? "Not now Louis." I put my head back down and flinched at the tone Nick spoke to Lou in. Everyone must be pissed off at him. "Please Nick?" I softened at the deperation in his voice. He sounded so weak? "No sorry." Nick slammed the door and came and sat with me. "Oh Jess, you have no idea what a warzone your in." I opened one eye and saw a strained Nick stroking my head. "I wish someone would tell me." He shook his head. "I cant tell you because I have no idea whats going on myself." I cuddled into his side and he wrapped his arms around me. "Jess, Im always going to be here to protect you. You know that right?" I nodded slightly and he smiled. "Never would I ever have thought that Nick Grimshaw would be my bestfriend ever?!" I pretended to be a fangirl and he chuckled. "Im so glad I met you." I smiled and he kissed my forehead. "Im glad I met you to." We watched televison and cuddled like a brother and sister would for the rest of the morning. The thing was, he wasnt my brother and I wasnt his sister. The closest person I had to family was Lou and I was pissed off at him big time.

CHAPTER ELEVEN-JO'S POINT OF VIEW.

The door slammed and everyone jumped. We were all sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast. The only person missing was Lou. He came into the kitchen and sat on the floor, hugging his knees. "Where did you go?" I could hear him sobbing, and cautiously made my way over to him. "I went to Nick's." I wrapped my arms around him and comforted him. Everyone watched and I rolled my eyes. "Your still his bestfriends, the least you could do is fucking comfort him!" They jumped and sat infront of Lou, doing the best they could. "What happened at Nick's?" His eyes teared up, obviously not anything good. "He wouldnt let me in. I could see Jess on the sofa and she looked so vunerable even though she was sleeping I knew I had hurt her. She hates me, you lot hate me, everyone hates me." I rolled my eyes. "Can you blame Jess for hating you? She wanted to help. She wanted to know what was going on between you and Harry to help you two. You hurt her big time, you cant expect her to be okay?!" I got up and walked to the front door. "Im going to Nicks, dont follow me." I slammed the door and went next door to Nicks. I knocked slowly and Nick answered, looking happy to see me. "She needs cheering up." I nodded and walked into the kitchen where Jess was twirling her spoon in the cereal. "You know, Liam wouldnt be happy to know your using spoons." She raised her head at my voice and smiled slightly. "Oh well, a lot of people arent happy." I frowned and sat opposite Jess, taking her hands. "Hey, its not your fault. Its Lou and Harry that need to sort this out. Lou didnt mean what he said, he thinks you hate him. Hes crying right now. I dont want you to go back into the house though, I dont want you to stress." She nodded and I rubbed circles into her hands. "Jo, can you come with me to the hospital? Its the first day of Annabelle's trip with me by her side." I nodded and text the boys. To: Liam. From: Jo. Get everyone out of the house now! Me and Jess are coming back. I dont want her to stress so just go home. I felt a bit mean texting that to him but theres nothing I can do now. Nick made me some tea and I sipped it waiting for Liam to text back. To: Jo. From: Liam. Okay, we've just left now. I showed the message to Nick who went to check. He came back a few minutes later and nodded. I turned to Jess and nodded slightly. She got up and walked to the front door. "I'll see you later." He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. He hugged me and we walked next door into our house.

CHAPTER ELEVEN-JESSICA'S POINT OF VIEW.

"Is it me or does it smell of damp?" I sniffed the air and looked for dampness. "It must be this towel, Harr

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