//kylie//
i run out into the hallway and curl up into a ball. ariel kissed luke. she was a bitch.
but she had a point; luke and i weren't together so why should i care who he kisses?
the door opens and luke runs out, a frantic look on his face.
"kylie, i--" he begins.
"you like her more than me." i say, realizing how mad i was at him for letting her kiss him. my life was better before this idiot came into it, right? "go, luke. you're just a popstar in a boyband. you're just boyband trash." I say, hating every word.
i just needed him to leave me alone, because if he wasn't with me, he wasn't with ariel-and he deserved better than that.
"wow. that's what you think of me, kylie? you let me kiss you, hell, you kissed back! i want you, kylie! not ariel! why are you telling me to go now?" he asks, obviously hurt.
"i can't let you get hurt." i whisper.
"text me." he says, walking away.
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unknown number: this is kylie?
me: yes?
unknown number: it's michael.
me: oh. hey.
michael: so u dumped luke?
me: we were never a thing.
michael: but you made out like and slept in the same bunk so
me: so?
michael: ur gonna act like you're not upset or hurt?
me: i am..i did it to protect him. being around me means being around ariel and she was just trying to take him away from me.
michael: he said 'she thinks im just boyband trash'
me: i was mad
michael: we are stuck here for another few weeks because of you so get your pretty ass over here and sort it out. good luck getting past the crazy fans stalking us outside the hotel tho.
me: ugh, what's the hotel?
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A/N: I want pizza so bad rn
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