Chapter Twelve // Kat

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Kat’s POV

I put my final pair of jeans in my bag. I can’t believe how quickly this has all happened. This is actually crazy. I’m going away with a boy who I only met a few weeks ago.

Typical Steph, though. I knew that something was up when she paused for that long. I called Harper almost immediately, and sure enough, she was leaving too.

I sigh, knowing how much I will miss those two idiots. God. Who will applaud my cooking while I’m gone? The boys? I’m sure they’ll have a chef or go out for takeaway every night.

Harry’s phone buzzes on the bedside table. He’s been practically living with Harper, Steph, Louis and I since he officially asked me out.

It wasn’t anything big – we were at the movies and he called it a date. We’re dating – but he hasn’t called me his girlfriend yet. Should I be worried?

I pick up the phone. God, there are like, a million texts on the screen. “Victoria ”.

A heart? A love heart? Even I don’t have a love heart. I have a sick ass flower but that’s it..

Who the fuck is Victoria? I attempt to open the phone. Harry’s in the shower. I’ve got a full 10 minutes to try and open this fucker.

I think. What the fuck would his password be?  I choose random numbers. Shit. What if it disables the phone? I’ll give it one more try. “2202”.

Shit, it worked. I’m a fucking genius!

Shut up, Kat. Get back into the plan.  

“Heyyyy Hazza! Will I see you again tonight? Xx”

“Hey Vee. Of course. Just gotta make sure Kat isn’t home haha.x”

“Awh, get her to leave! We can’t ruin this! Xx”

“I will, I promise. See you tonight. Bring the box.x”

What. The. Fuck.

Without knowing, tears brim my eyes. I should’ve known. I should’ve known that I could never date a superstar. I grab my own phone, running out of the bedroom.

“Steph?” I cry.

“Woah, what the fuck is up?” She says, obviously playing with Lucas and Rocky over at Luke’s house.

“Are you at Lukes?”

“Yeah. Jesus, what’s wrong?”

“I think Harry’s cheat-“ I couldn’t say it. I can’t say it, or I know it’ll be true.

“That absolute bastard. Come over now.”

“No, no. I’ll just go to the bakery or something.” I get into my White Mercedes G-Class, which Steph lets us park in the underground car park. My two cars – Black Range Rover Vogue and the G-Class live there with Steph’s cars. Harper puts her Jeep down there too. I fucking applaud Steph for buying us cars. I know before we leave this afternoon, she’s buying another one. God, she needs to be careful with her money. She’s always spending it. To be fair, I think she has enough money now to do stuff like that.

“Fuck that, that’s the first place he’ll go. Come over and play with the puppies. You’ll feel better.”

“Alright. I’ll see you soon.”

“Love you, Katniss.”

“I told you not to call me that, fuckwit.” I smile to myself. “Wuv oo.”

That’s the thing with Harper and Steph, they can always make me smile.

I drive over to Luke’s house, which is literally 10 minutes away. I see Steph’s matte black G-Class outside. Of course she brought it, the GTR couldn’t safely bring Rocky.

I walk in, seeing Michael on the couch. We’ve only really spoken once, and I can tell he’s a real sentimental and intelligent person. I give a quick ‘hey’ and ask where Luke and Steph are. I get a mouthfuloffood answer “Luke’s room.”

Steph hugs me as soon as she sees me, which is unusual. She must know that I need one. Even Luke gives me one. Rocky runs over and starts jumping at me. I pick him up and he snuggles his head into my neck. Also unusual.

People say dogs are very much like their owners, right? This is the case for Steph and Rocky. They aren’t really cuddly, but if you need a hug they’ll definitely be there to give one.

“What happened?” Luke asks, as I sit on his small sofa in the corner. They both move to the bed opposite me, sitting on the end.

“He’s been texting someone – a girl. And they were saying that Harry needs to get me out of the house. And then he said ‘bring the box’. What the fuck? A box?”

Luke bites his lip, and Steph just looks at me. “A box? Of what? Condoms?” My face drops, and Steph’s eyes go wide. “No no no no! No it wouldn’t be. Nope. Ignore me.”

“What was this girl’s name?” Luke says, pushing Steph’s head gently.

“Victoria.”

Steph and Luke look at each other with wide eyes.

“What?!” I ask.

“No, it’s nothing.” Luke shrugs, picking up Rocky. “Trust me, I know Harry and it’s definitely not what you think.”

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