anxiety {s.p}

phone call

{kylee's pov}

we're back at our house for a night. we all are. we decided one night wouldn't hurt.

"justiiiiin" i say, barely awake "kyleeeee" he says, fully awake. "i love you so mu-" my phone rings. andrea. i answer it and she's crying.

//phone conversation\\

k: andrea, what's wrong?

a: me and kian got in a fight! w-we broke up...

k: andrea it's okay, shh

a: how can you be friends with someone you still love?

k: you'll figure it out. at least you guys will still be friends.

a: true. but i don't want him to be my friend. i want him to be my boyfriend.

k: it's ok. you could end up back together. look what happened with sam and dayna

a: yea, but kian doesn't love me like sam does dayna. for all i know he could end up with some random girl! or kali! or even dayna's sister! or your's! or justin's! or-

k: ok, ok i get it. plus, i don't have a sister and justin's sisters are too young.

a: yea, i know. i'm sorry. i'll call kali or anthony or jenn. i don't know. fuck, i'll call them all. love you. bye.

k: love you too, bye

//end of conversation\\

"what was that?" justin asks. "kian and andrea broke it off" "seriously?" "yea." "well, kian did mean ALL of those kisses the other night. except the boys." "what?" "yea. he said it himself." "ew!"

"it's ok. i'll take the germs away" justin says, kissing me. i kiss him back, of course.