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Seconds later, he kissed me.

He kissed me?!

I didn't kiss back; I was in shock. Harry continued to kiss me for a few more seconds before he pulled away. Once his lips were off mine, I just stared at him.

"You kissed me?" I questioned, he smiled at me.

"I've missed your lips," He responded. I looked at his lips for a split second, "I've missed you."

He quietly said.

I turned myself around and laid down next to his chest leaning against his body, and he put his arm over me.

"I've missed you too." I whispered back.

Harry kissed my forehead.

What is happening?

We stayed in complete silence for ages, I closed my eyes and I nearly nodded off to sleep but he spoke.

"Kenzie," He whispered, I looked up at him, "Can I ask you something?"

I mumbled a yes.

** TW THIS PART CAN BE VERY SENSITIVE AND TRIGGERING / LOTS OF TALK ABOUT SH **

"Are you hurting yourself?" He asked, I froze as I looked back down. I looked down at my arm seeing the bandage.

I forgot to put a jumper on, so obviously he has noticed the bandage. Although he must've seen my arm bleeding during today's show.

"No. Why would I do that?" I lied, I didn't look at him but I knew he was watching my every move.

"Kenzie, please don't lie to me." Harry said, I looked down at my lap, biting my lip as I did.

There was no way out of this.

I have to tell him, I feel bad lying to him.

We stayed silent for a couple of minutes before I decided to tell him. I knew he was waiting for me to say it but he just didn't want to push me.

"I am." I quietly said, Harry leant his head down on my head.

"Why, angel?" He asked quietly, I shrugged, "talk to me."

"Just everything that people are saying about me, the stress of travelling I suppose. I don't know." I responded, I didn't tell him everything because I don't want him to have that worry.

"That's not everything, is it?" Harry asked, I looked up at him which caused him to lift his head.

"My heads just spinning, Harry." I replied, I started to cry when I stopped talking.

"Hey, take your time." He said, pulling me closer to him. I sat up properly so I'm no longer by his side. I started to fiddle with my fingers.

"For the past couple of weeks, nearly a month, I've been going on twitter and searching 'Kenzie Swift hate' to see what people have been saying about me. I couldn't stop. It's like I had to know before doing anything like going on stage. It's just been affecting me mentally but I can't stop. I want to stop." I explained, Harry grabbed my hands mid way to stop me from fiddling.

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