*12:00 PM*
* Y/N's POV*
Why do I do this to myself? I thought as I walked through the door to my small apartment. Dripping wet. It was dark, I was cold. I was trying to hold back tears as I curled on the couch. I was still wet but I didn't care. I'm sure Liam didn't care either. He was at an Italian restaurant with some chick. I still remember everything; stopping by the restaurant, Watching as the rain dripped down the small window, How happy he looked with her. It was 2 years of my life, down the drain. When I went into the restaurant to confront him, I heard
" y/n it's not what it looks like!"
I was still speechless. I tried to get the words out of my mouth, but I couldn't. I had fallen for his tricks. I loved him.
I was so flooded with emotions.
All I could say was I'm sorry as I ran back home.
But it's over now.
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All of a sudden my brain snapped back to reality. I checked my phone.
1:44 AM.
Oh god. my head was throbbing. I wiped my face with my cold hands, limped into my small kitchen and turned the lights on. I
haven't eaten in days. The cold tears were trickling down my small face. I opened an exceptionally small drawer and grabbed a granola bar.
It'll be okay y/n I kept telling myself.
It'll be okay, it'll be okay, it'll be okay.
I started feeling lightheaded. Before I knew it I was passed out on the floor.
