Perfect Stranger

Kylie Jenner flees to London to get a break from her life in the spotlight but here she meets old friends and somehow it ends up being even crazier than the life she left in Los Angeles…

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12. Chapter 11 - „We both have a million bad habits to kill”


Chapter 11 - We both have a million bad habits to kill”

„Can you just wait here for a sec?” I asked the cab driver who instantly shook his head. „Just do it - I’ll pay you double,” I hissed before slamming the door shot since I needed him to drive me to the hospital Niall just texted me they were on their way to. Luckily the bribe had worked because as I looked back over my shoulder the driver was still there. In this moment I was so thankful for Harry and Zayn sharing an apartment right in the middle of Dalston close to The Alibi. This reminded me that I had just left Shamari and Hailey at The Alibi so I quickly sent them a message and telling them not to worry.

I took a deep breath and pressed the intercom. What was I going to tell him? No one replied and I pressed again, twice. I wasn’t known for my patience especially not in situations like this. Please let him be home. Just as I pressed the intercom again. „Hello?” the voice sounded muffled and I wasn’t sure it was actually him. „Hello?” I replied. „Who is this?” „Zayn is it you?” „What, no! Zayn does definitely not live here,” a suddenly angrier voice stated. „Zayn please if it’s you, you need to come down here - it’s about Harry,” I explained as I recognized the sound of his voice - it was Zayn. „Listen, I don’t know how the hell you found me - but I just wanna be left alone so leave or I’m calling the cops!” He now ranted.

„It’s not like that, please come down it’s because Harry got…” „I don’t care if you think you fucking meant to be with Harry Styles. Jesus, just give me some damn privacy.” „Listen up I’m not in the mood for you fucking crap right now. I’m Kylie Jenner and you need to get your ass down here. Harry is on the way to the hospital,” my temper got the best of me and I was now yelling into the intercom - while a couple of girls happened to be taking photos of me. „And please hurry up, people are starting to notice me,” I ended and finally exhaled. „How do I know that this is you?” He asked the doubt evident in his voice. „Well first of all you took my Phish Food right in front of me the other day at Tesco- so if it had been because I wanted a fucking autograph I would have asked you then asshole”.

I didn’t get any reply and was suddenly regretting how harsh I had been. I probably gave his ego a blow - but honestly why didn’t he just come down here and check for himself? And why was he not out with the guys anyway? They are usually always together when they go out - or actually since some of them got more seriously romantically committed they hadn’t really been hanging that much lately - Harry had told me that he really missed the bond they shared. 

Just as I was about to give up and walk back to the cab alone the door in front of me opened. „Holy shit, it is you”. „Obviously, now come on.” I grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the cab - trying to cover my face so the girls snapping pictures wouldn’t get any photographs worth anything. „Chill dude, what the hell is going on?” Zayn asked now seeming genuinely concerned about his mate. „It’s Harry - he’s on the way to the hospital,” I whispered so no one would hear it. „Just get in the cab, I’ll explain everything on the way there”.

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