Falling For The Enemy

Chapter 25

Kyna's POV

I was in the pool. I saw the lads come in, laughing with, Liam and Kara? "Louis!" I waved at him. He turned his head to me, gave me a glance, sneered, and went back to talking with Liam. Wat.

"Harry?" I said unsurely. He had the exact same reaction to me. Srsly. wat. "Zayn." He had the same reaction. WTF.

I climbed out of the pool. "Why are you guys acting like this towards me?"

"Because you're a, whore," Louis answered.

"What?"

"You kissed Niall while dating Liam," Harry cut in.

"Niall kissed me. I pushed him off. And then Liam was practically fucking his ex-girlfriend!"

"Yeah, but are you and her in the same band?" Zayn asked.

"What are you talking about? Kissing Niall isn't worse than Liam almost havng sex with another girl just because he and Niall are in the same band!"

"Um, it kind of is," Kara said.

"Shut up, bitch!" I snapped.

"Once you stop being a whore," she said. The other boys agreed. I felt the tears stinging my eyes.

"Who do you think you people are? Just because you're some international celebrities you think you can just screw with my feelings, don't you? Well, congratulations! Ya did it! I've officially been screwed over. Liam, Kara, I don't even give a single fuck about you. It's not like your love's going to last. I bet you next week, one of you will cheat on the other. So go and have a nice STD filled life! But, you three. How could you? All this time," my voice cracked.

"You sicken me. Honestly, I have never in my entire life felt so disappointed in my life. And, the worst part is, I'm not disappointed in you boys, I'm disappointed in me for letting it happen again. Letting what happened between me and Niall happen again. Except this time, there's no second chances. You broke that girl already. Happy? Want a cookie? A medal?" I asked, so close to crying. "I'm done with you people, I'm done with people. No one new will ever personally know the Kyna, you knew. So congratulations, you broke Kyna McCarthy." I walked off.

I saw Niall in the lobby. I ran over. "What time is your concert?"

"7:30 why?"

"Nothing. Just I'm not gonna be there," I told him.

"Okay. So?"

"Nothing. I was just telling yo-"

Some blond bimbo shoved me out of the way, and clung onto Niall's arm, "Who's she?" she sneered.

"No one," Niall answered. "Just my slave."

"Oh, okay. I thought I would have some competition. Though it wouldn't be much," she let out a high pitched laugh. Niall joined in. Then everything kind of tuned out.

No one. No one. I was no one to him.

"I'll see you later," I said. Not really.

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Where was it? Where did I leave that manager's business card?! I had literally ripped the entire room apart looking for it.

I needed to go. Today was the last straw.

I fell on the bed in despair, and just cried. Everything I loved here was a lie. Everything.

Someone knocked on the door. Liam stood there.

"Why are you here?" I sniffled.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered, pulling me into his arms. "I was so wrong and such an arsehole to cheat on you. Then call you a hoe. Then get together with the girl I cheated on you with. But, I already knew we wouldn't work when I saw you and Niall together. But that's still not an excuse, and I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm so sorry."