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HARRY

“I love you.” I whisper to Kay, my lips barely brushing hers.

She gives me one of the most heart stopping smiles she has ever given me and leans up on her toes to kiss me again, when a voice from behind her stops us both.

“Kay?”

Kay stays standing perfectly still momentarily, her hands placed against my bare chest, turning into fists as she slowly turns around, her eyes thinning  into slits.

“What the hell are you doing here.” Kay asks flatly.

Madison blinks innocently at Kay, lifting her hands up to push a blonde strand behind her ear. “I’m here with friends…what are you doing here? You don’t come to beaches.”

Kay’s eyes flash in an instant, a fire burning in the back of them that would even make me back the hell off. “I do with my boyfriend.”

The way she says it out loud gets me all giddy and excited like a girl, and I’m tempted to tell Madison to fucking leave myself and quit pestering us so I can kiss the hell out of my girlfriend. I don’t do either one though as I watch Madison press her lips into a hard line and nodding slowly at Kay understandably.

“Can we talk?” She asks Kay softly, her eyes pleading.

“Fuck no.” Kay snaps. Madison’s face turns to hurt and I almost feel bad for the girl, but then I remember what Nicole told me. How she purposely told Nicole about Kay getting kicked out of school, how she lied about her drinking, about her doing drugs and I clench my jaw in anger, all thoughts of sympathy gone for the conniving bitch standing in front of me. She deserves the treatment she’s getting from Kay, and I stay standing where I am as I watch her shrink under Kay’s glare.

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry.”

For which part exactly?

“I don’t want your apology. I want you to leave us alone.” Kay says dismissively.

“Kay, just listen. I’m sorry for kissing Harry.”

That’s not all you should be apologizing for.

As if Madison knows what I’m thinking her eyes slide to mine, briefly narrowing and then turning back to being sorrowful. “I’m sorry for kissing you.”

I don’t answer her and neither does Kay.  Madison hesitantly takes a step towards her, laying her hand lightly on Kay’s shoulder.

“I’m your best friend.”

Best friends don’t spread horrid rumors about the other.

I wait for Kay’s remark,  but  when it doesn’t come I look over at her to see her face in thought. She looks down at the sand and I can see the struggle on her face she is having, and something else. Sympathy maybe?  She sighs and kicks her foot in the sand, her lips pressed together as she pulls her hands away from my chest and intertwines them, and fiddles her fingers together. She can’t be seriously falling for her crap can she?

“Love, we can leave if you want.” I say quietly to her so only she can hear me.

She looks up at me, her eyes widely searching my face before glancing back at Madison, who stands still as she waits for a reply.

She turns back to me and shakes her head. “I think I’m going to talk to her.”

What?

“Babe, you don’t have to. We really can just leave and go to the pool instead.” I try to persuade her. I don’t want her anywhere near Madison. I know in some way she’s going to do something to hurt Kay again and I don’t trust her. I never did from the beginning and now I know why. But how do I get Kay to see that she doesn’t really mean well without actually telling her what Madison said about her? I can see how sad she is that she lost her best friend, yeah she’s angry still, but I know under all that she’s hurting. Madison was her only friend and she hurt her. Something  Kay had trusted her not to do, and she let her down. She doesn’t deserve anymore hurt in her life, she deserves to be happy, which is exactly why telling her isn’t a good idea.

She glances over her shoulder at Madison and shakes her head, her hair bouncing around her as she does. “No, I want to speak to her.”

“Are you sure?” Please say no.

“Yes.”

Fuck.

“Okay…well I’ll just be over here,” I point to the beach towel lying on the sand. “If you need me…I’ll just be here okay?”

“Okay.”

She turns back towards Madison and steps away from me. “I’ll talk to you.”

Madison’s face lightens up and she smiles in relief at Kay, and points down to the beach. “Walk with me?”

Kay nods and walks ahead of Madison. I watch Kay walk down towards the water, her hips swaying as she does and I move my eyes away from her to look at Madison. She turns away from me and follows after Kay but not before she glances over her shoulder, and narrows her eyes at me as the corner of her mouth lifts into a scheming smile.

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KAYDENCE

“So what do you want?” I ask Madison as I walk down the beach with her, my arms crossed over my chest as we pass a group of guys huddled together a few feet away from us.

“To apologize.”

“You said that already.”

Madison sighs and pulls her blonde hair over her right shoulder and twists it around with her fingers, something I realized while being her roommate that she does when she’s nervous.

“I know I said that already. But you aren’t making it easy to talk to you.”

“That’s cause you kissed my boyfriend, the only boyfriend I ever have had.”

“I know, okay?” She stops in her tracks, and I stop a few feet ahead of her. I turn around to face her as she clutches the ends of her hair and looks down at the sand, poking her toe around in it and drawing circles.

“I was jealous of you.” She finally says after a moment of silence.

I look back at her to see her staring at me, her eyes wide and filled with regret. “Why were you jealous?” I ask.

She throws her arms up and drops them back down, slapping them against her thighs. “Oh I don’t know Kay, maybe because you happened to be dating one of the guys from the biggest boy band? Not to mention a really fucking hot one.”

I raise my eyebrow at her and she quickly defends herself. “Sorry, but he is. I was jealous because he was the one I had the biggest crush on for years, you knew I loved them so much and how obsessed I was with them. But the thing is you hated them, no sorry, you despised them. I get why…but I just don’t get how you can even be with him after everything.”

My forehead creases as I look at her. “ Are you saying I shouldn’t be with him because of what happened? “

“No, I mean with your brother…how can you look at him without being reminded of it? I don’t understand it. “

I think about it myself, how I can just ignore the fact that the guy who is my boyfriend, just so happens to also be in the band that I had been so focused on when my brother died. How can I not be reminded of it every time I look at Harry? When we first met, that’s exactly what I saw and also the guy the media had made him out to be. But now…I don’t see that. When I look at Harry now or even close my eyes to think of him, I see everything he truly is. I see dimples, wide smiles, fucking big ass butterflies, dark ink swirling in different patterns and shapes, light green eyes that could take anyone’s breath away, music notes, packets of Oreos only half full, black ripped jeans and…roses. Hundreds of them. I see a million different things about Harry now, that I hadn’t been able to see before, but there’s one thing that stands out very clearly now that I hadn’t been able to acknowledge before.

I see…love. I think? That’s what this is, right? I don’t know how love is suppose to feel, but standing here and realizing that I just might actually love Harry, makes me want to bury myself in a hole.

I glance back down the beach to where our spot is, watching Harry lie on the towel as he scrolls through something on his phone. His raybans cover his eyes and his curls start to poke out from around the snapback on his head. His lip juts out a little as he puts his phone down on the towel next to him, and as if he can feel me staring at him he turns his head towards me. I can’t see his eyes through the sunglasses but I know he is looking right at me, and he confirms it when the side of his mouth quirks up into the smirk I’ve grown to like..no. Love?

“Kay?”

My head snaps back to Madison’s voice in front of me, bringing me away from my thoughts of Harry. “What?”

“You didn’t answer my question.” Madison says.

“I don’t really need to answer anything you ask, you’re not my friend.” I remind her.

She closes her mouth into a thin line and looks down at the sand again. I can tell I hurt her feelings, and I feel slightly guilty but then I remember she hurt mine too. I stand there and turn to face the water, watching the blue waves crash up to the shore.

“Can I just know, why Harry? Out of all of them, why him?” She asks from behind me.

I continue to stare at the waves coming higher up to the shore, briefly hitting the tips of my toes before rolling back. “Honestly, I don’t even know myself.”

She doesn’t say anything, but then comes up beside next to me and looks out towards the water with me. “You know, even though you won’t believe anything I say, I am happy for you. I know what I did was wrong, and I was being a complete bitch coming on to Harry and I should of let you just be happy but my only reason is I was jealous, and I know that’s no excuse but it’s the truth.”

“Madison, you don’t even realize how lucky you are. I am the last person you should be jealous of.”

She doesn’t say anything as my words sink in and she slowly turns to me. I look to the side at her and she takes me by surprise when she wraps her arms around me, squeezing me to her petite body, my arms lying limp at my sides.

“I’m so sorry. You’re my best friend Kay, I should have been protecting you from anyone who hurt you, not the one doing the hurting.” Her voice cracks at the end.

A sudden rush of emotions that had been buried beneath my anger suddenly arises in my chest, and I swallow the ball that begins to grow in the back of my throat, blinking several times to rid the sting in my eyes. I hesitate, then sigh before lifting one arm to hug Madison back lightly, patting her bare back awkwardly.

I finally pull away from her and take a step back, needing space between us. She drops her hands to her side and lifts the back of her arm to rub her wet eyes.

“Can you forgive me?” She asks after a moment of us just both standing there quietly.

“I forgive you, but I don’t know if I can be your friend again.” I say honestly.

Her face drops and she moves to take a step in front of me. “Kay, c’mon I’m sorry. I will never do that again. Hell I’ll never even look at Harry again if that’s what you want.”

I shake my head slowly, my hair brushing my waist. “No, it’s not that. This has to do with trust. I don’t trust you anymore.”

“Well, can I earn your trust back?” She asks hopefully.

“I don’t know…”  I trail off.

“Please? I swear you won’t regret it.”

I contemplate it in my head, she did go after Harry knowing it was a big thing for me and completely destroying all the trust I had in her, and I’m not sure whether she would do it again. I do miss her though…I miss having a best friend. God only knows I don’t have any, I never had… until Mads.

I take a deep breath and nod.

“Oh my gosh, thank you!” She moves to throw her arms around me, practically choking me as she squeezes me.

“Space, I need space.” I breathe out.

“Oh,” She lets me go and takes a step back. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” I rub my neck, and look back at Harry to see him watching us again. “I need to get back to Harry though.”

“Do you guys want to play volleyball with us?” She asks, pointing towards the volleyball net where the group of teenagers are standing around, preparing for a game.

“I don’t, but I don’t know about Harry.”

“I’ll ask him!” She turns around to run back to where our stuff are before I can protest, and I trudge through the sand, following after her.

Harry sits up on the towel when he sees Madison running towards him, and I can see his eyebrows scrunch together over his sunglasses. When we reach him, I stop in front of him standing at the end of the towel until he tugs on my hand, pulling me down into his lap.

“What’s going on?” He whispers into my ear, his breath tickling my neck.

“We’re okay, I guess.”

“Kay, I don’t-“

“Hey Harry, do you want to play volleyball with my group of friends?” Madison interrupts.

“Um, I don’t know…” Harry says. I can tell he feels awkward and doesn’t know what to say.

“C’mon, it’ll be fun. I won’t be on your team so you can even try hitting me in the head with the ball if you want.”

“Okay, sure.” Harry quickly concedes.

I try not to smile at his quick response and nudge him lightly in the ribs with my elbow. Madison bellows in laughter and shakes her head as she walks off towards the volleyball net. I sit up to move out of Harry’s lap when he holds me in place, snaking his arm around my bare waist.

“What happened with you two?” He asks against the side of my face.

“We just talked.” I answer.

“About what? Are you two friends again?”

My eyebrows knot together as I look at him, worry on his face. “What’s with all the questions?”

He blinks at me, and I swear I see something flash across his features before it just as quickly disappears. “Nothing…It’s just I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’ll be fine, trust me.” I answer.

“It’s not you I don’t trust, it’s her.”  He mutters, as he moves me off his lap and onto the towel. He pushes himself off the towel and stands up, glancing over to the volleyball net.

“What do you mean by that?” I ask curiously.

Harry looks back down at me and shakes his head. “What? Nothing. I just meant, like what she did. Kissing me. That’s what I was talking about.”

“Are you sure?” I ask again.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be.” Why is he being so weird?

“Okay...well go play and have fun, I’ll be here tanning.” I say before lying on my back and pulling my sunglasses over my eyes.

“I’ll be over here, spiking balls at Madison’s head.”

“I’m sure she’ll like your balls hitting her in the head.” I laugh to myself.

Harry kneels down on the sand, leaning over my head and pushing his sunglasses on to his hat. His eyes narrow as a dimpled smirk starts to form on his lips. “I’m sure you’d like that also.”

My cheeks instantly turn red, and Harry laughs as I swat his shoulder and be bends down to plant a small kiss on my lips before walking off towards the volleyball net.