Kiss and Tell

Emily just thought she was going to your average One Direction concert.
Emily just thought wrong.

Emily's 18, and when she and her best friend Jenny turn up to a 1D concert to find it's cancelled, they aren't pleased. All too fast, they're sharing a hotel with the boys, and Jenny's changed. Drastically. They discover parites, clubs, drugs and fame. Jenny's going off the rails, hitting headlines for the wrong reasons, though she's not the only one making mistakes. Emily gets pregnant, oblivious to who the father is. Let's just remember not all stories have a happy ending, and where there's love, there's drugs, and where there's drugs, there's guns..


16. The Gossip


"What the actual hell Emily."
Niall growls, rubbing his temples.

"Do you think I want this Niall? 18 and pregnant, this will absolutely destroy my entire life!" I cry, tears threatening my eyes.

"It's impossible. I used protection. I swear on my whole damn life I did."

I sigh and rest my head on my knees.

"Well, it didn't work. We can't take it back now."

 Niall's eyes fall to the floor, his cheeks wet with tears.


I slip into my bikini, my hands circling my bare, bloating stomach. I can't feel any kicking yet. I stare at my reflection, no longer slim and tall, but bloated and crooked. What have I done to myself?! I groan, and leave the changing rooms, pushing open the pool doors.

And there she is.

Queen of bitches, Jenny McGuire, dips her feet into the cool water, her perfect toes distorted in the pool. She doesn't notice my presence.

"Hello, Jennifer," I spit, and she looks up, her icey blue eyes meeting mine.

"'s been a while," a dark velvet smile licks across her lips. "Decided to come running back to your little prostitute friends?" She cackles. I don't. Ignoring her lousy sniggers, I slip into the water, my blonde hair turning darker in the waters glow. Jenny's eyes watch my every move, and I can tell she's planning her next attack. "You've put on weight, haven't you? Is it all too much for you? Decided to get fat?" She laughs at her own joke, which is not funny in the slightest. I can't imagine telling her I'm pregnant, so just press my lips together to stop it slipping out.

"Shut up, Jenny, you selfish bitch."

Her face rises. "How nice of you," she replies, her voice like silk. "Say it again?"

"I said you're a selfish bitch."

She smiles. "Okay, well I guess selfish bitches do this!"

In the blink of an eye, Jenny's hands are like a weight upon my head, pushing me under the waters surface, all air in my body gone. I struggle beneath her firm hold to get back to the top, my fingers clawing at her wrist. I can feel my time burning out. How much longer can I go without air? Not long, not long at all. I can't help myself. I gasp, water burning the back of my throat, my eyes rolling round. Suddenly, just when I feel the life draining out, I rise out the surface, spluttering up chloreine and water. Jenny's biting her lips, eyes burning into Zayn's figure. I'm pretty sure if he hadn't of turned up, she'd have killed me. My teeth clench. Zayn stares at us both.

"So she's back..." He doesn't sound happy in the slightest. "Well? Did it work? Did your little plan work?"

What is he on about?

"What plan?" I ask.

"You know what plan, Emily. If that's even your name."

He leaves, Jenny smiling in that bitchy way when somethings gone exactly right.

"Jenny what the hell have you been saying?"

Her eyes glisten like a mad woman.

"Well, just been spreading the latest gossip on my best.friend.ever."

I'm going to kill that bitch.


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