Tearing Me Apart *On Hold*

Kaitlynn’s POV

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

“What was that?” A voice asked.

I rolled my eyes and looked up at Joel. I smirked and walked over to Aaden and Matt. I felt different around my brothers. I felt more rebellious than I normally would around anybody else. There was this extra surge of power that I felt. They didn’t really fight back unless it was necessary. Oh, how much I loved the control I have over them.

I looked up at all of my brother’s towering over me. Ugh, I hate being the only girl. On top of that, I’m the shortest.

“So what do you want to do?” Aaden asked. I looked around at the arcade that we were at. It looked so different since the last time I was here. The place looked more of a bore than anything. Why hadn’t they thought about that before they brought me here?

“Can we please go somewhere different?” I asked.

They all looked down at me, eyes wide with shock. Their mouths were draped open. I folded my arms my arms together and shifted all my weight to one leg.

“I thought you loved this place.” Aaden said, sounding a bit hurt.

“I did before they made everything different. It doesn’t look the same. Can we please just go somewhere else?” I snapped. It was getting annoying how they thought I was still thirteen years old. I’ve grown over the past couple of years. The last time they saw me I realized the change a bit.

This wasn’t the same place that I grew up in. There was never a space theme throughout. I don’t even think there was a space game there. Where the Pac-Man machine once was there was a space shuttle that looked like it was for kids. How could I love a place that has changed so much over the years? They all nodded and walked me out before I made a big scene.

“Hand me the keys,” I said, as I put out my hand waiting for the small things to reach it. They were dropped into my hand and I raced to the car to get in the driver’s seat. I know that was kind of childish, but I really was tired of walking.

When I got to the car, I pulled the handle hard and the door came open. I hopped in the car and started it. It was torture waiting for my brothers, as they all decided to walk as slow as a sloth running. That’s saying something because they all claim to be fast runners and really athletic boys. Boys will always be boys and they’ll never change.

By the time they got back to the car, they all seemed pretty pissed at me. Well, who wouldn’t be mad at somebody who purposely made you walk into somewhere? I know I would be mad if somebody did that to me.

“Kaitlynn, are you trying to put off telling us that story because if you are, you aren’t escaping it this time. We’ve let you pass all of those other times. Can you please tell us what’s going on with you?” Matt begged.

My hands rubbed against each other, slowly making it obvious that I didn’t want to give my answer. Why should I tell them? Of course they’re my brothers, but they always run off and tell my mom about this stuff. Trust me, her talks are not the very best.

“You guys promise not to tell mom?” I asked coldly.

“We promise.” They chanted, so I told them. Starting from the day I saw Zayn and Perrie at the mall, leaving out the parts about Elaina being pregnant and Liam’s weirdness. Mainly the car was quiet other than me talking. They stayed very silent during the entire thing, which was pretty weird for my brothers.

“And that’s why I came back to Bradford.” I finished. A river full of tears started to pour down my face. “Can we just go home now? I don’t really feel like eating right now.”

“Sure. Let’s go home.” Aaden said, buckling his seatbelt.

“Oh, and can you drive? I don’t have the energy to drive any further. That story really gets to me when I play it over and over again in my head. Please don’t question me about it any further.” Without waiting for his answer, I got out the car and found my way to the other side of the car. Aaden rolled his eyes and got out of the car. Keeping my head down to avoid looking at him, I put one foot in the car and my body followed it getting me into the car.

The ride home was more awkward than anything I have ever done. First, it was very quiet and everybody refused to talk to each other. The story must have really gotten to them or my brothers just aren’t talking to me for the moment which is fine with me. I need rest which is kind of why I came up here because I wouldn’t get bombarded with people in my house like I always am. The passing trees and stores just keep reminding me of Justin. Oh, how I still miss him. Maybe I should leave tonight so I can see him, but then, I’ll regret leaving so early and not spending any time with my family, the ones who have been there for me since the day I was born.

“We’re home.” Aaden shouted so loud that I jumped and hit my head on the top of the car. My hand automatically started rubbing the sore spot very softly.

“Aaden, you’re a jerk. I hope you know that.” I stormed out of the car into the house. Frustrated of being here and frustrated of being tormented by my own brothers. Can’t they just leave me alone for the moment? Don’t they see how upset they have made me?

When I walk into the house, there are voices coming from the living room. There were three male voices and two female voices. It felt good to hear those voices. The sweet voices of Yaser Malik, Richard Lindberg, and Zayn Malik. Wait, Zayn? I ran into the living room and spotted Zayn. They all stayed in conversation and ignored me, ignored my existence. Sitting on the sidelines admiring this young fellow seemed pretty good to me. Well until he turned his head and stared at me bringing everybody’s attention to me.
“Oh, hi, Kaitlynn! I haven’t seen you in so long.” Yaser told me, walking up to me with open arms. He hasn’t changed much. He still looked a lot like Zayn in a way. I hugged him and he squeezed me tight. Remember earlier when I said that being in my car was the most awkward part in my life? I lied. This hug is the most awkward thing that has ever happened to me. Relief washed over me when he pulled away.

I looked over at Tricia and she just waved at me with a glowing smile planted in the middle of her face. My dad came up to me and did the same thing as Yaser, but it wasn’t as awkward. I felt comforted, like I had somebody there for me always.

“I miss you, Dad. I really do.” I whispered into his chest.

“I miss you too sweetie. Why don’t you visit more often?” He asked, pulling away and looking into my eyes. I saw the resemblance of myself in my dad which is why I’m closer to him than my mother. Plus, he doesn’t judge me or give me long speeches like my mom, which is why they divorced.

“Well, I have work almost every day. This week I had a vacation week, so I decided to come visit you guys. I’ll be staying until Sunday. I really need to talk to you before I leave.” I gave him that look that he knows it’s something important. Now on to the important thing. Why is Zayn here? “Zayn, can I talk to you in private?”

He looked at me, smiled and nodded, then got up. I walked all the way until I got out on the patio. He stood there looking at me intensely. His gaze wouldn’t leave me. It felt like he was burning a hole through my shirt.

“Zayn, what are you doing here?” I asked.

“Same reason you’re here. To get away from all of the madness back in London. I was kind of expecting – well more like hoping you would be here. Kaitlynn, I really have screwed up in the past year or so. I haven’t been the same best friend towards you and I want to give you an apology. I’m sorry for not taking up for you around Perrie and I’m sorry for putting you through hell with dating Perrie.” Zayn said. He grabbed my hands and started rubbing the top of my hand. It felt good that he apologized and realized his faults.

“Zayn, you’re my best friend and I love you!” I exclaimed. He smiled and engulfed me in a hug.

“I love you too.” Zayn said.

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