Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

31- Breaking Point

wow... 90 reads.. but no comments? :/ but its Friday.. :|

May 6,2012

As soon as I had finished recording 'Home', I ran out of the studio, begging for some fresh air.The midnight air blew through my once straight hair.

To be honest, this whole day, I had spent recording. Nothing more, and nothing less. If I had to stand by to wait for them to fix some machines, I would sit to the side, and stare at the wall.

Why you ask? My boyfriend broke up with me. The one I gave everything to. Everything.

I had been so caught up with this breakup, I might've forgotten about food. Whoopsie. My Bad. Whatever. I just need Niall to hold. My Boyfriend. I feel like the other half of me was ripped out and stomped on. Before being glued together with Gorilla Shit.

Yeah. That's how crappy I feel.

"Olivia!! I think we are done! Just bring in Zayn and Niall tomorrow for your recordings and the rest of the boys for the new song we wrote for you. Go on and get some sleep hun." My recording manager, Rick said.

"Alrighty... Bye Rick" I say, using my car keys to unlock my Red Mustang.

Turning the engine on, the song to describe my feelings came on.. Someone Like You.

Never mind, I'll find someone like you

I wish nothing but the best for you, too

Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said

Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

Thanks Adele. Sure. Go ahead and write my life story

But it does hurt. It hurts to know that I can't be with the one I love. The one that I gave everything to. The one that actually loved me.

And so I cry. I cry all the ride home.

Right as I pulled up in the driveway, I got two texts, at once.

From: Zayn Malik

Hey babe. I know you're not well. I'm coming over. Keep your room door open. Love you

And so I text back,

To: Zayn Malik

Yeah,yeah. I've been worse.. dude, why do you even bother asking? the door is always open

That might sound weird, for a star like Simon to have his doors open, but that is actually just my room. When they were reconstructing my walls in my new room, I had them secretly build a glass door. Since the walls in my room are glass, so that I could see the city, the door blended right in.

And reading the next text, I was shocked.

From:Niall Horan

I still love you. and don't plan on stopping. Xx

I don't think about anything, and I immediately respond,

To:Niall Horan

Okay.

A little harsh. I know. But what do I do? He didn't stand up for our relationship and expects me to still love him. Really B, Really?

I turn the engine off in my car. As I grabbed my phone and purse, walking to the front door of my lonely mansion.

Opening the door, I immediately went into the kitchen and grabbed myself two Ice Tea cans and pretzels, taking them in my room.

I unlock my glass door that opened outside and set the snacks for Zayn and I on my bed. Leaving my room to grab my pajamas and sprinting into my bathroom.