Double Devine

Taylor Marie Gold. Shawna Lay Smith. Kayla Ariana Devine. Which one is the real one? Kayla Devine has been living three different lives. Ever since her parents split up, Kayla has different identities. Her mother lives farther away from her father. She goes to two different schools. At one school, she is Taylor Marie Gold, the goody girl. Straight A's. Perfect blonde hair, blue sparkling eyes. Every guy's dream girl. At another school, she is Shawna Lay Smith. The bad girl. Fails in school. Sneaks out. Risktaker. What happens when 2 boys fall in love with her fake identities? What happens when the real Kayla falls in love? Double life, double everything.


11. Are You Happy?

I kissed Liam on the cheek, and hugged Beth goodbye. I saw Harry standing next to his car, looking down at his phone.

"Harry!" I squeeled. I didn't mean to be loud.

"Hey, cous." He smiled. I hugged him, and he opened my door. He went around the car, and got in.

"How was school?" He asked me.

"Fine, I guess. I had trouble concentrating in clas, because I was thinking about you constantly." I answered.


"No I'm not! I really was thinking about you."

"I know." He chuckled.

"I'm going to text my mom, and tell her I'm staying the night with you again."

"Okay. My mom is home. Do you want to meet her?"

"Oh....I don't know."

"She's really great."

"I'm not good at meeting new people."

"Well, you can meet her before she leaves for L.A."

"When does she leave?"


"That's in four days."

"Yeah. So?"

"So, you have to move into university."

"Yeah. So?"

"So, will I be able to stay with you at university?"

"I don't see why not."

"When are you moving all of your stuff?"

"I'm packing some tomorrow, and on Wednesday. Then Thursday, I'm moving everything in there. Friday, I'm setting up my dorm."

"Can I help?"

"Sure. I also have to paint Friday. You can help with that."


Harry called his mom, and asked if she was still home. She was at the store, so Harry just took me to his house. I just wasn't ready to meet his mom.

* * *

We pulled up in front of Harry's house.

"Go on inside. I'll be inside in a sec."

I walked up to his house, and unlocked the front door. I went up to his room,a nd set my schoolbag down. I took off my wig,a nd contacts. I brushed my real hair, then put it in a messy bun. I heard footsteps downstairs. I sat on Harry's bed, and turned on cartoons.

Harry walked in his room. He hopped on the bed next to me. We cuddled up, and watched t.v. together.


Taylor had been acting wierd all day. When I saw Harry, I knew exactly who he was. I had known Harry since middle school.

I just didn't bother to say anything. I wasn't really a fan of Harry, but I acted like his friend, because ZAyn liked him. Zayn was an old friend too. I had always wondered what happened to him.

Harry told me he only had two cousins, and they were boys. He never mentioned a girl cousin before.

I didn't believe it when Taylor told me Harry was her cousin, but I let it go. I kind of had too. I was in love with her, and I didn't want to ruin it because I got suspicious.


Harry still hadn't kissed me. He hadn't even held my hand since last night when he saved me.

I was watching his hands. He had them in his lap, and he was staring at them.

I felt like I should do something, so I moved my hand over to his lap, and grabbed his hand. We intertwined our fingers simultaneously. I loved his hands.

He looked at me. He smiled, then watched the t.v.

I grabbed the remote, and changed the channel. I put on Music Choice. They played nonstop music on there.

The most unexpected thing happened. "Kiss Me" by Ed Sheeran played. It was our song. I smiled at him.

I stradled his lap. Both of our hands were together. Our fingers on both hands were intertwined, and I just smiled like an idiot.

"I missed this." Harry whispered.

"Me too, Harry."

"Are you happy?"

"What do you mean?"

"With three lives? Are you happy?"

"No. I hate it."

"Then end it."

"I can't."


"There are hearts at stake. I can't hurt them."

"It's just Zayn and Liam."

"No. It's Zayn, Liam, Beth, Dee, Zayn's mom, my mom, and dad, and Mrs. Wicker."

"Who is Mrs. WIcker?"

"My best friend."

Harry stared in my eyes. I felt myself wanting to cry. I tried to hold them back. I couldn't. They fell.

"Why are you crying?"

"I just realized how many people I'm going to hurt when they find out."

Harry pulled me in close to him. He hugged me tightly.

"They'll understand."

"No. They won't."

I looked up at him. He was looking in my eyes. His eyes darted down to look at my lips.

I knew what he wanted now. I wanted it too. I grabbed his face and kissed him. He kissed back, and I realized how much I missed him. It lasted forever. I didn't want it to end.

We finally pulled away. "I missed that so much." Harry whsipered.

"I missed you." I smiled, and cuddled into his chest.

It was perfect.



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