Chapter 18

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**December 2011**

Today is the day. I'm going to leave with Harry and comeback here in England after five months. I am so not excited about the thoughts of college. I think college will change my life.

“Hey, you ready?” Harry texted.

“Yeah, where are you?”

“Almost there.”

“See you.x”

What will be Niall's reaction if he saw me coming with them? Oh my goodness. I think I can't even handle this. This is such a bad idea. But for the sake of my vacation with Harry, I'll do it. I want to spend the rest of my vacation with him.

Harry knocks on my door after a few minutes of waiting.

“Babe, you ready?”

“Yeah, where's the first day?”

“Watford.”

“How many hours is the trip?”

“Three and a half.”

“Okay, let's go. We don't wanna be late!” I smiled.

He brought my bags and some of my things to their car. Niall's there. I can't believe I'm gonna see Niall again! I havent seen him since Harry and I started dating.

“Hi boys.” I said, opening the door of the car.

“Nice to see you again Gab.” Lou greeted. While the rest of the band were waving, except for Niall.

“Hop in.” Liam said.

I went inside the car and I was between Liam and Harry while Niall, Lou, and Zayn were in front of us.

“Niall, Gabriella is here.” Zayn told Niall.

“Could you stop talking with Kayla for a minute.” Lou said.

“Hi Gab.” Niall waved and looked back to his phone.

“Hey.” I greeted.

Who the hell is Kayla? Why didn't Niall told me about this?

I got concious so I asked Liam without no one hearing except us. Good thing Harry was asleep and Louis, Zayn, and Niall were listening to music. So probably they wont hear me asking.

“Liam?”

“Yeah?”

“Who's Kayla?”

“Wait, Niall didn't told you? He's your bestfriend.”

“Not anymore since Harry and I started dating.”

“Kayla is his girlfriend.”

“Oh.”

Girlfriend? Woah. Is that hella true? How could he not tell me. It fucking hurts. Ugh. This is why I don't like falling for my bestfriend. I am so fucking stupid. But at least I have Harry. I'm fine with that.

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