Broken Heart (Part Three)

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I pull the blankets away from my face slowly turning the annoying alarm clock off. I stretch and check the time. 10:57 am.

I sit up slowly rubbing my eyes, and get out of bed. I walk to the bathroom looking at the birds nest that's settled on my head. I yawn and grab my brush getting the tangles out of my hair. Once I was sure I had gotten all of them out I pull my hair into a pony tail and brush my teeth. Once I was finished with that I walk to my closet pulling out an All Time Low T-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. I change and walk downstairs.

I look at the clock on my wall. 11:28.

In the mists of cleaning a bowl I receive a text message.

From: Nialllllll
DON'T EAT LUNCH! I'VE MADE PLANS!!

To: Nialllllll
Ok! You seem to have left your caps lock on btw.

From: Nialllllll
I did that on purpose princess. Anyways I'm just leaving my flat now. I'll be there in 10 min.

To: Nialllllll
Ok!!!

Putting my phone down I run to find my converse. WHERE YOU AT?! I mentally scream. I spot them by the hall closet and run towards them. HAHA I FOUND YOU! As I was putting them on I glance up at the closet. Painful yet assuring memories start flooding back.

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"Marcus babe what are you doing?!" I yell as he walks towards me slowly.

"Your a worthless piece of shit y/n! What? Did you think your little friend would come and rescue you? Horan isn't anything compared to me!" He screams. I try to hold back the tears threatening to fall. "You should be lucky that I even gave you a second glance! Admit it! You'd be nothing if I weren't for me."

"Don't you dare talk about me like that! And he has a first name Marcus! Its Niall! N. I. A. L. -" before I could finish a stinging sensation come across the left side of my face. I grip it tightly turning to Marcus. "Get! Out!" I scream.

He rolls his eyes leaning against the wall. "Or what?" He seethes.

I slide down the wall releasing the tears. "Just go away." I manage to say through my sobs.

"Fine. I was done with you anyway..."

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I wipe the single tear from my cheek and stand up swiftly. A sudden knock on the door scares me as I rush to the bathroom and check to see if I look alright.

"COMING!" I yell, opening the door. And standing infront of me is the man I never wanted to see again.

"Miss me?"

"Marcus..."

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HIIII GUYSSSSSS

ITS ME.. AGAIN...

I'd apologize for interrupting your reading but.. I'm kinda really lazy atm. And I can't find my marshmallow creme cap which is making me kinda mad. IM ALSO FRESH OUT OF IMAGINE IDEAS SO IF YOU COULD REQUEST ONE THAT'D BE GREAT.

Anyways... Please request. I really want to write. PLEASE AND THANK YOUUUU!

well then.. I'm gonna awkwardly leave.... So byeeeees

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