Never Letting Go. (Sequel to Til Death Do Us Part.)

5. It's Your Fault.

*Niall's P.O.V*

About twenty minutes later, I pulled into Harry's drive-way. I got out and hurried over to the limo where Paul was still standing out next to the hood.

When we left to follow Liz, he said he'd stay here until we got back.

"Niall, is everything alright?" He asked me, walking over to meet me at the trunk.

"Nope." I say.

He looked taken back.

I took my bag and turned around.

"Well, what's wrong?"

I stopped and faced him.

"Liz cheated with Zayn and she got into a wreck and now I'm going home." I explain simply.

"Is she okay!?" He shouts, running over to me.

I shrugged.

"Probably so, but if she isn't, oh well. There's already an ambulance there."

"You shouldn't be going home. You should be going to the hospital. Elizabeth is your wife and she nee-." I cut him off before he had the chance to finish his sentence.

"Don't call her my wife."

Paul's face fell.

"What are you talking about? She's married to yo-." I glared at him and he froze, not bothering to speak.

"I'm not with her anymore. She cheated. As far as I know she wants Zayn. And he wants her. She can marry him for all I care."

"Come on Nialler. You're not just going to throw away eight years of marriage because of this one mistake are you?" He asked.

I shrugged again.

"I guess so."

Paul looked at me like I was on drugs. I took my bag and turned to get in my car. Throwing my bag in the backseat, I started the engine and pulled off towards home.

*a half hour later*

Here I am. Sitting in my flat, upstairs in my bedroom, thinking about how I was betrayed by a woman that I was once so in love with. How much time I spent in that relationship, loving her, and caring for her. It was all spit on and thrown away because she wanted something that she thought was better than me. With the one person I thought had changed the most throughout the years. Someone I knew was capable of doing this, but I never thought he'd do it. Why he would do it is beyond me, but all I know is that he fucked up my relationship and Louis'. He's nothing but an emotional, childish, careless asshole.

Zayn Malik.

*Zayn's P.O.V*

So I almost had sex with Elizabeth. Why? It wasn't my intention. I went into the room to try and cheer her up. Nothing in my head was working right when I saw her and I just couldn't help myself.

I swear having sex with her wasn't what I wanted, but she was so vulnerable. I just took advantage of it in the worst possible way. I didn't even want to take advantage of her. I wanted to help her and care for her. Just not with. My. Dick.

Zayn has screwed up a relationship before and he didn't take kindly to it. He got a son out of it though. What would I have gotten out of Elizabeth? Probably a few more years of therapy. Another kid could have happened. Hell, I could have gotten her killed too.

I mean she was in a huge wreck about a half hour ago. She looked terrible. Not in a mean way, but in a damn you just got in a life altering car wreck way. Everything was bloody and battered. She was barely breathing and any hope of her speaking soon was just torn to shreds.