"Hey I was the one that called dibs on her, so back off." I say clenching my fists.
I turn around to see her and her face: unforgiving. I messed up again, but bigger this time


22. Chapter 22

Kiera's POV:

Honestly, I wish Niall would ask me out sooner. Maybe I should? Nahh that would be embarrassing.

We separate our ways since he has Chemistry and I have Biology. I take my seat next to Louis, my lab partner, and once again can't wait till class ends. I'm actually getting kinda excited for the game tonight and hanging out with El. 

He's in a better mood than this morning because he smiles and says hello to me. I say hi back and our conversation goes off. 

"Where were you at lunch? I was looking for you."

"I was with Niall we wen-....You were looking for me?" I say surprised. 

"Well ya, I mean I thought we were friends, and your pretty cool for being that hot. I mean most girls like you are conceited, self-centered, and well nasty."

"Oh ya, we are friends. I mean if you want to be; and thanks?" I say slightly laughing. For this class me and Louis dissect a frog, and he keeps me laughing through the whole class. We finish our assignment early and through our bet up frog in the trash can. 

"So I'm guessing you're coming to the game tonight?" He says looking at Niall's jersey that I'm wearing.

"Yep" I say popping the 'p' and packing up my stuff.

"So I was wondering if...." But he's cut off by the piercing bell.

Once again Eleanor takes me away from talking to my friend. I mouth the words 'Text Me', and he nods, but looks a little discourage. Eleanor sprints out of class and the school and drags me through the parking lot and into her car. She speeds off to my house and demands me to unlock the door. I do and she walks inside, but slams the door. 

"Harry invited me to hang out with him!" She says excited.

"Wait so this is what this whole rushing away from society thing is? Wait I thought you liked Louis?" I say to her.

"Yes, and then he asked me to come and see his band rehearse. But I'm over Louis, he obviously wants to be with you." She tells me more relaxed.

"What? As a friend."

"Whatever you sayyyyyyy. Oh and he kissed me."

"What! Like on the lips?" I urgently ask her.

"Close like on the corner." She tells me smiling.

I nod and walk into the kitchen, to see my mom unpacking pictures and living room stuff. I look at all the pictures and see one that catches my eye. I observe it and finally get it.

"What the hell is this?!" I whisper yell at her. She looks at it and her eyes start to get glossy.

"Oh my, its you and Zayn when you were younger, way younger, just a baby."

"Yea, but why is it out now?!" I say to her. 

"Its always been out, no one never noticed, only me. But don't you like it?" She smiles.

"Just put it away! No one needs to know!" I say she rolls her eyes at me, then takes the picture from my hands.

I wish she didn't take it from me; part of me wanted to chuck it at the ground-let the glass break and rip the photo up. But the other half wanted to run up stairs and put it in my bedroom. 

Eleanor walks out of the bathroom and looks around.

"Ready?" I ask her. She nods and then I lead her up the stairs. I plug in all my heat appliances the pull out my make up.

I turn on my tv thats sitting on the ground and switch it to something we both like. The housewives. But I'm shocked they get it here but like the America's they have different versions. 

"Why were you talking to Zayn earlier?" She asks me.

I'm frozen and I want to fall over and crack into pieces. I have to lie to her on this one. I have to. 


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