Kaitlynn’s POV

“Sweetie, can you please tell me what happened?” My mom asked. I sat down on my old bed and sighed.

“Life happened.” I told her. I replayed everything that happened at the restaurant and when Justin dropped me off at home. I’ve never seen him that upset. “Mom, can we talk about this tomorrow? I’m really tired.”

“Sure. You can stay as long as you would like.” She said. I laid down on my pillow. How could I have been so stupid? How could I actually think that they were my actual friends? My eyes started to get heavy and I found myself going to sleep.

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I woke up the next morning, not knowing where I was. I expected to wake up in my room back home with my vintage beige curtains, not my childhood room with pink walls and stuffed animals all over the place. I swung my feet over the bed and got down from my bed. I heard voices coming from downstairs. It sounded like my mom and my brother. I opened my door and looked down the hallway.

“I don’t know. She just came last night crying her eyes out. Aaden, please don’t do anything stupid.” My mom begged.

“I’m not. I’m just going to ask her what’s the matter. She’ll tell me. I’m her brother.” Aaden said. It felt good to hear his voice. It made me feel safe and protected. I closed the door and went to sit on my bed. All I could do now is just sit here and wait. There was a knock on the door.

“Come in!” I yelled. The door opened and Aaden came in. He looked different from the last time I saw him. He’s taller and more built, but the only thing that is the same was his blue eyes and hair color. I smiled and ran up to him. I wrapped my arms around him and he chuckled. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too.” He said. He carried me to my bed and sat me down. He sighed and sat down. “Mom told me you came home last night crying. What was the matter?”

I looked down at my hands. How was I going to tell him it was because of all the stress from the past couple of days with Zayn and the others. It was just so hard being me and living in London. I actually miss being here. I belong in Bradford. I started picking my nails with my fingers.

“I’m waiting.” Aaden said. I looked up at him.

“Fine.” I took a deep breath. “Yesterday I went to dinner with everybody. It was me, Justin and the boys and their girlfriends.”

“Oh God,” Aaden whispered.

“Everything was going perfect until-” I was interrupted by the door opening. In came Matt and Joel. “Hey!”

“Hey,” They said in unision. I laughed.

“What were you guys just talking about?” Matt asked.

“How about we all go to lunch and I tell you all the story?” I suggested. It was the only sensible idea. They all nodded and left the room so I can get ready. I sighed and hopped off my bed and walked over to my pink suitcase. I unzipped the top and looked through it. What should I wear today with my brothers? Something that will piss them off and they can’t do anything about it.

My phone buzzed and I ran over to get it. It was a text from Justin.

From: Justin
To: Kaitlynn
I miss you already.

A tear fell down my face. I immediately wiped it away. How could I have been so selfish? Leaving him behind without me.

From: Kaitlynn
To: Justin
I’ll be back in no time. I promise.

I set my phone down and grabbed some random clothes. I don’t really care what I wear now. My boyfriend was in London without me while I’m with my family. I walked out of the room and down the hall to the one bathroom in the house. I don’t know why, but my mom loves houses with only one bathroom. She has four kids and one of them is a girl.

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We arrive to Mandy’s Food & Arcade. This was my favorite restaurant as a kid. I thought I’ll never come here again. Zayn and I came here everyday after school. I remember we would always get the same thing, only he would get it because I got it.

“Hey, lil bit. You ready?” A voice asked. I turned my attention to the guys who brought me here.

“Yeah.” I said. “Just a little distracted.”

Matt grabbed my hand and ran into the restaurant. “Next time you wear those clothes in public, I’ll do worse. You understand?”

I rolled my eyes. “I understand. Why do you guys have a say on what I wear? I’m twenty-one years old.”

Matt just laughed and walked away. I promise they hate to see me happy. They always go out of their way just to mess with me and be over dramatic.

“I can’t wait until this lunch is over.” I mumbled.

“What was that?” A voice asked.

Notes

Who do you think asked her that?

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