"KHLOE. Get your ass up!"

My eyes shot open as I continued to be vigorously shaken. I slapped the hands off me, sitting up and wiping my eyes.

"What?!", I scolded Gamma, letting out a small yawn. She glared at me sitting on the edge of my bed.

Her hair was curled with her makeup done, and she was wearing black leggings with a white shirt and a cardigan. What time is it already that she would already be up and ready this early?! More like how can she be up this early? It's like 7!

"What time is it?", I squinted my eyes, looking outside to see the sun shining through. Okay, maybe a little later than seven, but still!

"That is irrelevant, right now. What I want to know is where the hell you went last night.", she stared at me, waiting for an answer.

What did it matter to her? She tagged me along, then ditched me to be left with some creep and her angry brother.

"You sound like my mother.", I stared back, with a blank expression. I'm not very fond of her at the moment. I hate people who are like this. They piss me off so easily! What is it to you to know what I'm doing and where I am 24/7?

"Well, I'm sorry, but I was scared. You ignored me when I called for you, and I noticed that Niall had shown up, and I didn't want him to see you. It scared me.", she looked back to my eyes. "Sorry for being so concerned.", she hissed, getting off my bed and walking into the bathroom.

Shit. I let out a sigh, sitting up and running my hand across my face.

"Gemma.... Don't be like this. I'm sorry.", I crawled out of bed, walking into the bathroom and leaned on the door frame, watching as she fixed her hair. "I'm sorry.", I pouted, trying not to laugh.

She turned to me, still not very pleased. Though I could see right through it. I raised my eyebrows as she tried to tame the wild smile that wanted so badly to break through and break her soft masterpiece on her fair face that she had clearly spent too much time on. It deceived her though and finally cracked, showing her pearly white teeth. I smiled back, sitting on the toilet lid as she continued.

"Wait, so why don't you want me around this Niall kid?" I asked, playing with the ends of my hair. I tried to play stupid, acting like I don't already know why. It's quite obvious why, actually. He's just plain out, bad news.

She looked at me, just staring. I shifted in my seat, not really sure if I wanted to hear her answer based on the look she gave me. I understand he's a frat boy and all, and trust me, I want nothing to do with him, but hence the look she was giving me, it's like he murdered someone and hung them on a post for everyone to see.

"Trust me, Khlo. He's no one that you want to be near. You're his 'type of girl' that he will toy with and leave them left to dry.", She took a seat on the bathroom counter, running a hand through her curls. "You have the nice brown eyes and the long hair. Tall and skinny figure. You're exactly what he would call 'fun'."

I shuttered at the thought. I felt flattered by her compliments but uneasy at the way Niall would treat me.

Whatever. I'm over thinking this anyways. It's not like I'm going to be seeing him anymore. There are thousands of people at this campus and only one of him. It should be pretty easy to avoid.

"That's disgusting.", I commented, walking out of the bathroom and into the small kitchen to make breakfast.

I pulled out the eggs and toast, along with the pan, quickly heating the stovetop. Easy enough breakfast.

"So babes, what do ya wanna do today?", Gemma walked out of the bathroom, taking a seat on the bar stool. Her phone buzzed against the cheap (obviously fake)marble counter, rattling the top before she quickly picked it up, swiping the screen.

I shrugged, "I dunno. Anything in mind?" I flipped the egg, placing it on the plate.

I glanced up at her as her eyes hovered over her phone at me. "Not much. Could we go walk around town for a bit? I need to run to a few stores. You're welcome to come if you want."

I nodded my head, walking over to her and setting a plate in front of her, before getting my own and taking a seat.

I actually need a few things anyway, but I'll save most of my stuff for Sunday when my parents get here. Damn, I can't wait. I miss them so much.

I quickly ate and ran my plate through the running water before placing it in the dishwasher. "I'm going to get ready then.", I announced, walking to the bathroom.

I started the shower and began brushing my teeth as I waited for it to heat up. I quickly undressed, stepping into the water.

I lathered my hair with a coconut scented shampoo, and ran it under the stream, making sure to rinse it out. After, I quickly skimmed a razor over my legs, clearing the stumble from a couple days ago.

I have a funny feeling about today. In a weird way, I kind of hope to see Niall, today. I just want to see his eyes again, and that beautiful smile- Wait, what?! Khloe, what are you saying! Stop!

Turning off the water, I carefully wrapped a towel around my body and stepped out.

"Harry. Just leave, please. I'm doing my best to keep him away from her, and so far, I don't think they've ever met."

"Gemma, they did. Niall told me. Trust me, that's why I said she wasn't coming. But, look who just had to bring her anyways!" Harry's voice raised through the closed door.

I tried my best not to ease drop as I quickly dried off and changed into my clothes, but it's kind of hard when you know that Gemma and Harry are talking about you, and Niall is included...

"Calm down, what did he say?"

"Just that I had to see her, and then he described her a bit. But enough for me to know it was Khloe."

"Is that all?", Gemma asked carefully.

I quietly crept the bathroom door open, staring into the room to see Harry and Gemma both pacing.

"No. But I really don't care to explain that. Please just try to keep her by you at all times?", Gemma stopped and stared at Harry, nervously shaking her head.

Is Niall really that bad where I basically have to be babysat? The last part caught my attention as Harry spoke low.

"Please Gem. He has her marked and he will do anything for her. I just don't want her getting tossed away like all the other girls."

What does he mean I'm marked? I glanced into the mirror, staring at my reflection. My hair was tossed around my shoulders, and I still had mascara steaks from last night running down my cheeks from the water.

I tugged at my purple v-neck shirt, trying to find the spot where he sucked along my neck. A small red/ purple mark was placed on my shoulder, just big enough to see out the corner of my eye.

Damn it...

I shook my head, and quickly made my way out of the bathroom, just in time to see Gemma shutting the door after Harry.

"Hey, ready?" I asked. She jumped, startled by my voice. She nervously nodded, giving a shallow smile.

I forced a smile back, grabbing a brush from my bag. "Okay, I just have to do my makeup and brush my hair. I walked over to the full body mirror and smoothly ran a brush through my tangled mess. Luckily, my hair dries mostly straight so I don't have to do much work to it.

I put on some foundation along with a bit of mascara and topped it off with a light lip gloss. I popped my lips, smiling.

"Okay, I'm ready.", I grabbed my shoulder bag and slipped into my white toms.

Gemma followed me out the door, both of us texting on our phones.

Hearing all of the stuff about Niall earlier scares me in a way. The butterflies erupted in my stomach at the thought of him. Not in a good way either, but in a nervous, scared way.

Sure, he said he marked me, but what does that mean? It was just one dance, and it's not like I'm actually with him, let alone even know him. We talked for a half hour at most, and all I learned was that he's a frat boy, his name is Niall, and he's a total dick. That's it.

But a totally hot, mind-boggling dick, at that, my conscious added, causing me to scowl at her.

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