Kylee It's been a week since everything. The dates, the asking out, the kissing, the tickling, the new couples. I'm sitting in my room starving. I would go downstairs but if there’s nothing cooked then guess who has to fix herself breakfast? Yours truly. I'm not the best cook. Eh, what the hay I’m hungry. Ugh, downstairs here I come. I walk downstairs to find everyone sitting there waiting for me. "We've been preparing for your arrival" says Liam. "What the fuck are you talking' about?" I say not bothering to stop walking. I can be the worst person ever when I’m hungry. I look at the kitchen table...nothing. No food. No drinks. No shit. "Oh my gosh you guys do nothing!" I say with my Spanish accent coming in making me sound like Sofia Veteran. I walk back upstairs and put some clothes on. I go back downstairs about to head out. "Where are you going?" ask Liam. "Shut the fuck up you fucking pig" I mumble. I leave after that. ------------------------------------------------After breakfast-------------------- I go back home. "Well look who it is! If it isn't Ms. Meany!" says Louis. "Dude I’m not in the mood" I say going upstairs. At lunch I found out something horrible. I got a call saying my little sister died. She got murdered. She was fucking 6 years old! Who does that? I can't help but cry. I loved her. She was the best little sister ever. She didn't bug me, didn't read my diary, and didn’t tell mom when I snuck out. She was awesome. Now she's gone. Emily-Marie was her name. I hear a knock on the door. “Who is it” I say trying to hide my sobs. “It’s me” I hear Zayn’s voice. I can’t let him see me like this! He’ll definitely think twice about dating me! “Go away!” I shout. “No. I’m coming in” he states. I try to quickly wipe my face. He comes in and shuts the door. “Kylee what’s wrong. We can hear your sobs all the way downstairs” he says gently. “Get out! I didn’t tell you to come in here! Leave! Now! Never come back!” I shout. “Kylee please- you don’t mean that.” “Go!” He looks at me with sadness and pain and his eyes. Gosh, what’s wrong with me? I’m hurting him and he didn’t do anything but try to help me. He starts out the door. “Zayn!” I cry. To late he’s gone. I’ve lost two people in one day. Two people I love. I really do love Zayn. We told each other two nights ago. I feel like shit, the food I had tasted like shit, and I’m pretty sure I look like shit. I wanna go downstairs but I know everyone’s gonna just stare at me. I hate this. I decide to go downstairs anyways. I’m thirsty. I fix my face up the best I can. Of course when I get downstairs they’re all waiting for me. I walk past ignoring them with the biggest smile on my face so they’ll think nothing’s wrong. I grab a bottle of fruit punch outta the fridge. “We know” says Harry. “Know what?” I say a little too cheerful. “What happened to your sister” he says. “Stay outta my private life!” I snap. “No! Your gonna listen! You’ve been in a fucking shitty mood all day! Just because your sister died doesn’t mean you can make our lives miserable!” he yells. “….fuck you” I say. “Let’s go” he tells everyone else. They get up and leave. I can’t believe I’m all alone. My sister just died, my boyfriend is gone, and I’m fucking all alone. How could they do this to me. Liam of all should have at least stayed. My sister was his cousin and he didn’t even shed a tear for her. Not one fucking tear! “I’m here.” I turn around and see Zayn. “Zayn….I’m sorry” I say. “I know. I wouldn’t-I wouldn’t leave you…when you need me most” he said coming over and sitting beside me. “I’ve been an ass. I….I’m just upset” I say. “I’m here for you……Kylee I love you.” There it is, those words again. ‘I love you’

Notes

more drama Sorry i havent updated in awhile i got a new laptop how u like the chap? Thanks Loves -Kiyah