Last First Kiss // h.s

"Stay away from her, boys." I hear my dad say to the boys of One Direction, me eavesdropping. "I mean it."
"But Paul-" Liam begins but is cut off by my dad.
"I'm serious, boys, or you won't see her again."
Paul Higgins is my father. My name is Kait and I've grown up for 18 years now without a mother. My dad is very over-protective of me, so it doesn't surprise me that he doesn't want any guys around me unless he's met them and has given his approval.
My name is Kaitlynn Higgins, and this is the story of my secret relationship...

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4. Chapter 4.

"Come down here sweetheart!" my dad yells from downstairs.

I groan and close my laptop after looking through everything on Twitter. I pull my caramel hair back into a messy bun and make my way downstairs. As I draw nearer, familiar laughs erupt in the living area. I warily peek my head around the corner, only to be seen by my dad before I can see anything. Anyone. He pulls me into the living area and my heart stops. Oh my god, this must be a dream. They continue laughing as my dad tries to catch my attention.

"Are you alright?" he asks as he stands in front of me.

"I.. you.. they.. here.." I stutter.

He laughs. "Yes, I know. Now come and meet them," he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me further into the room. Meet them? I can barely hold my ground, how the hell am I going to be able to meet them? My dad stops me in front of the boys and I try to focus but I am too befuddled, only focusing on the fact that my celeb crushes are right before my very eyes.

"Boys," my dad begins. My mind is racing a mile a minute and my heart is beating just as fast. What the actual fuck? "This is my daughter, Kaitlynn." All of the boys are now looking at me. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I force a smile onto my face, not fake, just.. it's kind of hard to do anything when your ultimate celeb crushes are sitting in your living area, staring blankly at you, anticipating the words to come from your mouth as your father, their tour manager, squeezes your hand tightly, reassuring you that this isn't some dream and you're not still asleep. My body remains frozen, my lips parted slightly and my eyes wide with astonishment. I can feel everything, hear barely anything, and do nothing. My mind is a jumbled mess and my heart feels like it's going to explode, bursting out of my chest.

"Kaitlynn, honey, are you okay?" My dad's voice snaps me back to reality.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine." Shit. Was I really that out of it that I had hallucinated One Direction in my living area?

"Good. Are you gonna say hey to the boys or not?" He gestures to the furniture to my left, his right.
I turn my head to look in the direction and there they sit, confusion etched across every face. This really isn't some dream or hallucination; this is real. "Um, hi. Excuse me," I say before rushing up the stairs and into my room, locking the door behind me as I run to the bathroom and push my breakfast up my throat and out, into the toilet.

Oh my god, this is a dream come true. Then why are you hiding in your bathroom, throwing up into the toilet? My subconscious crosses her arms across her chest, glaring at me. She's right. I push myself up from the floor and brush my teeth.

Paul's POV

"I'm sorry, boys, she usually isn't this shy. She's actually quite outgoing and outspoken," I say to them.

"It's fine," Liam reassures me. "We completely understand." The boys all nod, agreeing to Liam's statement, and I turn around at the sounds of Kaitlynn's footsteps on the stairs.

"Sorry about that," she forces a smile onto her lips, obviously fake. She's just overwhelmed, everything's fine. It has to be.

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