"Wh...what? It can't be...."
"Yes you heard me, Louis. I am breaking up with you! Go to hell with your bitches!" I shouted at him and went in my room and slammed the door on his goddamn face.
I laid my back on the door while I let my tears fall. They fall without permission, but I quickly wiped them away.
I had this feeling expecting for Louis to knock on the door and call my name and tell me he's sorry and all. But, he didn't. Instead, I hear footsteps slowly fading away as it walks towards the stairs.
It hurts.
It fucking hurts. I expected him to run after me after I slammed this wooden door. Or even break this door which blocks us both. But then again, he didn't.
Maybe it was what he wanted after all.
He waited for the moment; for this moment. He wanted me to break up with him, if I know.
I have this certain feels that I am no longer as important to him as I was before.
It hurts to know and realize the truth, but I can't do anything but hell accept it.
It's not like he's the only man left in this world. There are certainly a lot more. And besides, I deserve someone better. I deserve someone who would love me unconditionally and treat me the way I expect him to be.
This whole relationship thing is shit. Relationships are pure shits.
I walk towards my bed and grabbed my phone from my purse. I looked for Marrian's digits and pressed the call button.
No answer.
Great. Just great.
I slide down my contacts and found Alexandra's number. This time, her voicemail answers me.
Fucking awesome.
I honestly wanted to throw my phone to the wall, but I washed away the idea. I'm a little drunk, I guess. I don't know. But I already feel a little tiny bit dizzy.
I am trying to contact my friends and they are absolutely fucking contactable.
This is going to be my last shot of calling a person tonight. I searched for Arzel's number and dialed it.
Answer the phone, please.
"Hell..o?" Finally!
"Arzel! Where the heck are all of you?"
"Still at Atmosphere Club. You?"
"Same. Well, I mean, where exactly in the club are you?"
"We're gath...gathering at a table near the coun..counter of Jack Daniels, I guess? Com...come here. Let's have a go..od time" She tried her best to speak properly and I hear her chuckle playfully and by that I knew she was damn drunk.
"Okay. I'll be there"
I hung up the phone and headed towards the door then ran downstairs as fast as I can.
I asked few of the waiters on where the said counter was located. I could barely spot it all by myself since people are increasing each minute.
"Over there, miss. You see that person wearing all blue? Behind him is the counter you're looking for"
"Thanks"
I hurried to find my friends and after a few steps, I can finally sight them.
"Well well well. Look at the most punctual pupil for the night." Marrian teases.
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CLASH (1D FanFic)
FanficThis tale isn't about Romeo and Juliet who dies together in the perception of true love. It isn't even about Augustus Waters and Hazel Grace Lancaster who fights their love in the midst of sickness and impairment. Not even about Darcy surpassing rej...