Old Friends, New Feelings

Old Friends, New Feelings

A Chapter by Kadessa (Kaddy)
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hope you find a way to read this Bella

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Chapter 17 ~ Old Friends, New feelings

               

                We all sit around the T.V. in awkward silence. This is the first time they have ever really fought and none of us know what to do. After Kadessa had left, Niall went into their room and locked the door, and Liam said he was crying. I woke to them screaming and was shocked that they were actually fighting. They always seem so perfect, like that couple that always agreed. I cuddle up closer to Harry, his arm resting over my shoulders. I glance up at him and he flashes me a small smile.

                “T.V. is getting boring.” Zayn whines, leaning over onto me, and nearly crushing me.

                “We should get out of this hotel, get some fresh air.” Liam suggests. I push on Zayn, unsuccessfully moving him.

                “Let’s play some football!” Louis yells, jumping up and running into his room. He comes back a moment later with a soccer ball. We all run to get on shoes and pile into a car. We drive until we find a community field and the boys start jumping the fence. I stop at the fence, how the heck do I jump a fence? Harry comes up behind me, his strong hands find my waist and he lifts me over, jumping after me.

                Louis puts the ball down, passing it to Liam who passes it to Zayn. When Zayn turns to us I instantly shake my head. I follow his foot as he kicks it and, as soon as he kicks it I jump behind harry. The ball hits his arm and bounces off to the left. Before I can reach it, Liam is there. Curse his speed! He full out kicks it, sending it over the fence and into the back of a girls head. The Jogger falls forward at the sudden momentum. We all instantly run to her. Louis, being the closest to her, gets there first and helps her up. We all stand around the dazed and confused girl who looks to be about Kadessa’s age. When she finally gets her head strait, she looks at us, one by one with wide eyes.

                “You’re One Direction……” she trails off, her eyes meeting Liam’s. “Oh, how I love when I have these dreams.” She says, staring into his eyes. She doesn’t have much of an accent, must be from the states.

                “Uh, ya were one direction, but this is not a dream.” Liam says, his eyes not leaving hers. She jumps forward, all of us jumping back in response. Her hands slowly come up and touch Liam’s arms, up to his shoulders, and then she puts her hands up on his cheeks.

                “You’re….. You’re…… your real?” she asks, astounded. “You’re really one direction, here, in person?”

                “Yup, that’s us.” Harry says coolly, bringing his arm to my waist and pulling me closer next to him.

                “One moment,” she says holding up a finger. She slowly turns around and, luckily, I have enough time to cover my ears before she screams at the top of her lungs. I can’t say the same for the boys. She turns back around, shock clear in her eyes.

                “Done?” Liam asks her. She shakes her head and quickly turns, letting out one, shorter squeal.

                “Now I am done.” We all let our hands fall and she again, takes us all in, and I do the same. Her purple sweatshirt matches her purple jogging shorts perfectly; the bright orange socks stand out under her black tennis-shoes. She has a simple, soft face and hazel eyes; the outer edge has a line of deep blue that really makes her eyes stand out. Her hair, about shoulder length is a soft and light brown; the tips dyed a light blonde. “Ok, who kicked that ball?” she asks, rubbing the back of her head.

                “I did, I am so sorry.” Liam says in a hurried rush, clearly feeling bad.

                “Well, you can kick.” She says. “Head hurts like hell.” She mutters under her breath.

                “Here, come back to the hotel with us. We can get some ice on the back of your head and I think I have some Tylenol on my suitcase.” Liam says, apologetically.

                “Im fii……” a smile comes on her face. “ii think that would be great.” She says, stretching out the I. we get in the car and she puts up her hoodie so she doesn’t find her way into the media. When we get up to the Hotel room, she can’t stop smiling.     

                “Wait!” she yells loudly. We all suddenly stop and turn to her.

                “What are we waiting for?” Zayn asks as we all stand extremely still.    

                “Isn’t Kadessa with you?” she asks, her left hand oddly going to her right wrist. We all nod, causing her to pull up her sleeve, revealing a charm bracelet. “We were best friends, for every crazy thing we did together, we put on a charm. Where is she.” She asks overly excited. We all awkwardly look at each other. What do we tell her? Suddenly, Kadessa comes in the door ignoring all of us, pretty oblivious. “Kadessa!” Bella squeals. Kadessa slowly turns and makes eye contact, a smile overtaking her face.

                “Bella!!!!” she squeals back, running and hugging her, nearly tackling the shorter girl. She hugs her so tight, refusing to let go. “I missed you sooooooo much.” She says, finally letting go.

                “So, you and Niall?!?!” Bella nudges Kadessa’s side with her elbow. Kadessa’s smile flips into a frown and she storms off down the hall.

                “What did I say?” Bella asks turning to us.

                “Well, they got into a huge fight and im sure you know how sensitive she is.” I say, getting a nod in response. Jace comes through the door, out of breath.

                “I tried to follow Kadessa, but I lost her in the car. Have…..” he sees Bella instantly smiles. “Hey Bella-boo.” He says, getting a hug in response. “Anyway, have you heard from her?”

                “She was just here, Bella accidentally mentioned Niall and she stormed off down the hall.” Jace turns on his heels and takes off.

                “She is locked in.” Jace yells back down the hall. Suddenly the door is thrown open and Kadessa comes running out, new tears streak her cheeks. Before she can run out of the door, Liam hooks his arm around her waist and pulls her back, holding her back against him. She pulls and scratches at his arms and tries to push away. She lets out an ear piercing scream that tears through my ears and brings me to my knees. Harry kneels next to me, his hands over mine as she screams, helping to block the painful sound. Ever since I was a kid, I could not stand to hear a scream like that. I would have breakdowns as a kid from hearing a scream.

I look up as Kadessa gives up and hides her face in her hands. Harry helps me up and stands protectively, an arm over my shoulders. I wrap my arms around him and give a thankful hug. I look up to see Niall standing in the hallway, fresh tear streaks and puffy red eyes. He takes a few steps forward and falls to his knees in front of Kadessa.

“Kadessa my love, I didn’t mean anything I said, I don’t know what I was thinking.” Trying to coax her into looking up at him. “I made a mistake; I said things I didn’t mean. Watching you walk out of that door and not come back, I thought you were gone. I realized I can’t live happily without you. The past three hours have been only pain and loneliness. I cried the whole time.” She brings her hands down, looking over her fingertips at him. She lunges forward, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly and burying her head up against the side of his upper neck. He gratefully wraps his arms around her, a tear escaping the corner of his eye. “I love you so much.” He whispers in her ear.

“Oh that’s so cute!” Bella bubbles, bringing us out of the moment.



© 2013 Kadessa (Kaddy)


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