When 2 become 1 (sequel to When 2 bands collide)

A Kiall surprise

Kaylee's POV

My bare feet padded softly along the tiled hallway as I got to the stairs, as I jogged down those I had one destination set in mind. The kitchen. My stomach was going to cave and die if I didn't eat soon. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I heard different things coming from the living room. I stepped inside on my way to the kitchen to see a crying Corbyn, happy Haylee, bummed Brea, and an excited Emily.

"Um... What happened?" I ask, looking at the TV screen, huffing as I saw Dr. Who.

"So many feeelllssss." Emily drags on, falling onto the floor more than she already was.

"Okay then." I say, headed over to the kitchen. I walked inside and opened the pantry and heard the back door open.

"Hey! Kaylee." I heard Jess call me. I turn as I take a fresh bag of Cheetos out that had a black K across the front.

"Hey Jess. What's up?" I ask, stepping onto a bar stool and opening the bag. Mmmm Cheetos...

"Nothing much. You?" She asks, grabbing a coke from the fridge.

"Actually. A thought just came to mind." I saw, looking at her. She looks at me as if to carry on. "What if a boy came up to you and went 'I like like you' so you reply back 'Sorry I have a boyfriend back home'. That would sound great on a college application, ooh! Doughnuts!" I say, eyeing the baked dough covered in heaven.

"That's... Uh..." Jess says, laughing as she walks out of the room.

"Well. Looks like it's just you and me Cheetos." I say, walking towards the bag of orange heaven. In case you didn't notice. There's a lot of heaven in here.

Pitiful.

I know...

I took my bag of Cheetos and re-entered the living room. Dropping my bag and gawking at the sight. Emily was handing a full pack of Dr. Pepper to Corbyn.

"Here." She said. Corbyn took them and opened one. I rushed over to Emily, pushing Brea aside who was talking to her and gel her forehead, moving her face.

"Is there something wrong? Are you sick?" I ask. She laughs.

"No. Nothing is wrong. Corbyn obviously loves them more then me." She answers, taking one and drinking it, ignoring the deathly stare coming from Corbyn.

"Alright. Next thing you know you'll be giving Liam to Corbyn. First Viva La Vita Ne now this." I say, grabbing my Cheetos bag and standing up.

"Why would I be giving him up? Matt Smith or David Tennant?"

I grabbed my bag of Cheetos and headed up to my room, shaking my head. I opened my door and kicked it shut behind me with my heel. I threw the bag on my freshly made bed and turned towards the TV, jumping onto my bed and grabbing the remote off of the bedside table. I clicked it on and wandered through the channels, the only sounds were my crunching on the Cheetos, the faint chatter coming from downstairs, and whatever was on when I turned the television on.

I sighed before settling on criminal minds. I leaned back on my elbow and stared intently at the screen in front of me. I bet I looked like a doof.

It had been about 15 minutes until something actually happened.

“KAYLEE! NIALL’S HERE!” Corbyn’s voice rang out through the flat. I glanced at the closed door before turning to the TV, feeling my ponytail flying around the back of my head. I picked up the remote, turned it off, and picked up my bag of half eaten Cheetos, planning on eating the whole thing. Everybody knew better than to stop me.