Catch My Breath *Liam Payne Love*

Kyra Moore has always loved fashion.
Though, at first she never got it to be her dream job, that changed one day.
She went to an interview and she got the job.
But her first client, she just thought it would have never been them.
Can she handle the pressure or will she buckle and lose everything?

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8. The Ginger

 

I sigh and look down at what remains of me. My hair is strewn all over the place and my arms are bleeding, scratches all over my body. My clothes are tattered and pieces of cloths are missing.

But I guess it’s what you get from Directioners who were expecting the boys…not their fashion designer…though I think they think I’m a 1D girlfriend.

“Holy shit, Kyra, you okay?” Niall comments, as soon as they reach from the other side of the lobby.

“Language, leprechaun,” I reply and nod, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You sure, you’re bleeding?” Liam reaches forward, his fingertips grazing over my cuts.

I flinch and back away from him, “I said I’m fine.”

He nods, uncertain, but looks away. I glance at Paul who is staring at me in utter shock.

“Damn, never knew our fans were that harsh, but come on, let’s head up to the rooms. It’s all set now, and I’m sure ya’ll are tired!” Louis slowly yawns, blinking his eyes even slower.

“Hey, Paul, wait!” A young girl’s voice reaches us.

I stop and look over my shoulder, seeing a redhead running toward us. Who is she?

Obviously someone who is quit organized, seeing that her hair is coming undone, and her folders look like they are going to slip from her grasp soon. And just as she reaches us, her stuff falls from her hands.

And Niall quickly catches them, handing them back to her, trying to smile but failing.

“Nice to see you, Brenda,” He whispers quietly, before backing away, and hiding himself between Harry and Louis.

She brushes off Niall’s comment, sadness appearing in her eyes, but quickly vanishing.

“Ah, Kyra, meet Brenda Kurks, our other fashion designer with us,” Paul introduces us.

Brenda’s eyebrows rise, “Oh, thank God! You’re a girl! I needed some help and some female companionship, because these boys are just so much, right, Paul?” She looks at Paul jokingly, who nods his head in agreement.

“Kay well, now that we’ve established this friendship of yours, let’s get upstairs please!” Zayn complains, ushering us all forward.

 I let everyone move ahead of but grab Niall’s arm, dragging him back to me.

“Explain,” I demand, forcing him to walk slowly with me, still keeping the others in sight.

Niall sighs, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants, dropping his head in submission.

“Kyra, I’ll just say, that because of who I was a few years ago, it cost me the only thing I’ve ever wanted.” And then Niall gets out of my grasp, jogging up to the others, but staying well away from Brenda.

So it’s just like it was with Liam and Danielle. Hate, fame, and other things had gotten in the way of a relationship and had messed it all up.

That sucks.

Poor Niall…

Ding!

My iPhone chirps and I take it out of my pocket, looking at it.

One new message.

I read it and my heart stops beating. My blood runs cold and I feel fear rush throughout my veins.

Magus and Marcus are really nice…I know where you are…our relationship isn’t over until I say it is. You’ll be paying, bitch.

Caller ID: Unknown

Location: London, UK

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