How? I couldn't contain my feelings for Kacey. But now that she had a boyfriend, especially one much more famous than I was. Even though she was moving in in a few weeks, she would probably spending a lot of time with Niall. What was I supposed to do?
I was torn. Torn between Niall and Jason. Sure, Niall was my boyfriend, but I had just learned that he had to go back to England and live with the boys. And Jason...I had rejected him.
What that a mistake, or did I do the right thing? My brain said it was the right thing, but my heart said that it was a mistake.
Who do I trust? My heart, or my brain?
This was just a filler chapter. Actually, no, never mind. Let's keep going!
(still Kacey's POV)
I had gotten sick, again. I told you that every convention I go to, I get sick!
"Kacey? You need me to bring you anything?" Lauren was taking care of me this time.
"No." I muttered through my pillow.
"Well, I heard that you're living with a certain famous boy band." Lauren tilted her head.
"UGH, FINE. I'mlivingwithOneDirectionanditwasanaccidentcauseNialldidn'tknowIwaslivinghereandwestarted-datingandthenatPAXJasonkissedmeandAdamtookapictureofitandthenNiallgotmadandleftbuthe-camebackandnowIdon'tknowwhoIloveeitherNiallorJasonand..." I let out a weird-ass sob that didn't sound like any life form, heavenly, hell, or earthly.
"Aw, Kacey, I'm here for ya." Lauren hugged me in only the way Lauren could. "You let your heart decide who you love."
"But...won't Niall be mad?" I choked out.
"Maybe. But, listen, can I ask you something?"
"Sure. Anything for my friend."
"My boyfriend broke up with me, and now I don't have a place to live. You think I could...live with you and the boys? Maybe set me up with one of them?" My mind thought of something. Two recently broken-hearted people, one from Wisconsin, the other from England...
"Yeah. And I know exactly who I could set you up with. Just call me Kacey the Matchmaker."
"Kacey? You sleeping?" I didn't reply. I knew it was Jason on the other side of the door. I was, but I wasn't sleeping very well.
A low hiss came to my ear. Maxwell, I guessed.
I turned around. Instead of messy dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes meeting me, the eyes were a blood red.
Jason was possessed.
*end of le dream*
I screamed. I couldn't help it.
"Kacey?!" I could hear Jason fiddling with the door handle-we all had access to each other's rooms-and saw him bursting into the room. Seeing my shaking and crying form sent him running to my side. "Kacey, what's gotten you into this?" I shook my head, letting out another inhuman sound. "Shh, Kacey, it's alright, I'm here." I could sense that Jason felt extremely awkward in the situation, with this happening the last time, I pushed him away.
But I didn't want to pull away. I needed someone, anyone to hang onto. Nightmares, whatever they were, terrified me.
"Don't leave me, Jason..." My voice trailed off into another sob.
"But...about last time?"
"I was stupid, Jason." I choked out another sob. "I shouldn't have done that. I have to go with my heart."
"What do you mean?"
"I was offered a choice: Go to England with One Direction and have no contact with you guys, or go to L.A. and not have contact with the boys. I can't lose my job, Jason. I love my job. And..." I couldn't say the last part.
"I...I can't tell you. Just hold me." Jason did as I asked and held me closer, my head on his chest, still crying a little bit.
Were we meant to be? Or would it be just another love story in my life?