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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37. Chapter 36 - „Then why’d you have to go and lock me out when I let you in

Chapter 36 - „Then why’d you have to go and lock me out when I let you in”

That was the first night in London I had felt this alone. I hadn’t come back to Harry and Zayn’s place I didn’t feel like seeing either, so instead I had booked a hotel room and spent the night in a huge bathtub so I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between water and tears. I could feel that I needed some time to myself just to take everything the boys had said in. I thought they would have had our back I really did, but I couldn’t blame them for putting their careers first. That was what I should have done - that was what I was supposed to be doing. I came here to find myself and what had happened? I’d met a boy. How fucking typical…

I wasn’t ungrateful but actually really thankful because even though Zayn and I had never said those three little words then he had made me believe that it was possible to feel that way again, even after everything - but still, he wasn’t the reason I had come here and I had to learn to put myself first, something I had never been fond of doing but now it was time. I needed to start acting like an adult and I had to start acting like it - and that meant facing the consequences of my actions.

I was done running from the world.

What the hell was I doing hiding out at this hotel room?


„I’m sorry to wake you up lads, I thought you would be gone by now,” I stated as I entered the living room where all of the five boys where still scattered out on the couch half asleep. „Kylie, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to…” „Oh shut it Harry, I reckon you were quite right - I needed a wakeup call and you gave it to me. That doesn’t mean you’re right about Zayn and I though, any of you, but we’ll keep it friendly in public I hope you all know I would never do anything to jeopardize your career,” I explained assured. „You reckon that, ha love? I think you’ve been in the UK for too long,” Louis teased as the tension completely left the room.

„So, we’re good?” Harry asked uncertainly and got up, as I nodded my head with a small smile I was pulled into a bone breaking embrace. He did give the best hugs. „Could I talk to you for a second?” I then turned around and faced Zayn who followed me into the guestroom I was staying in. „You didn’t answer your phone, I was worried about you babe,” Zayn said and pulled me closer to peck my lips. The surprise was evident in his eyes as I slightly pulled away. „Are you alright?” He asked his accent quite obvious. „Yeah, I just think we need to talk,” I replied.

„What? Are you ending this?” Zayn immediately stepped back and got defensive. „No of course not, my feelings for you haven’t changed,” I tried to calm him down. „Then what? What do you want?” He snapped. „I just think we need to step back and look at how we are affecting the people we care about, obviously they aren’t comfortable with the fact that we are together, and I don’t like that fact that this could have such a big impact on your life if something got out,” I explained quietly. „So what are you saying?” „I’m just saying we should reconsider this - maybe take things a bit slower and more private, we don’t need to be all up in their faces if they have this strong feelings against us,” I kept going trying to describe the thoughts that had been filling me mind since Harry’s outburst.

„We might as well not be together then - or are you saying you just want to keep fucking?” He spat at me with the most furious look. „Zayn that is not what I’m saying at all, I just…” „Well, I don’t give a shit, I’ve been fucking worried about you and now you come back and are acting annoying as fuck…” He raised his voice. „If expressing my concerns is what you call acting annoying, then I don’t know…” „Shut it, you got what you wanted - you just needed a fucking distraction,” we kept interrupting each other and our screams could probably be heard in the entire apartment - and I knew this was a bad time and a horrid idea but I needed to make sure that he knew I wasn’t backing out of whatever this was. „You know that’s not why Zayn, besides I think I’m falling in love with you”.

As the words sunk in Zayn’s entire posture tensed.

„Fuck. Don’t wait up for me tonight,” was his only reply before he left the apartment.

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