Moments

Empty Love.

Zayn:

I stepped out onto the cold pavement. The clicking of Stacy's heels were loud. Her hand lingered over to mine and gripped it tightly. I looked to my right. She smiled.

"Forget about her! Rememer. It's just about you and me tonight!" She threw her hands in the air. 

"I can't. She needs me." My mind and heart was with Mindy, while physically I was with Stacy. I didn't want to be here. 

"C'mon, Zayn! What happened to the party boy! Now you're a party pooper." Stacy pouted. 

"People change. Mine was for good." 

"Well, gosh. You're no fun. Fine, go home. We'll hang out some other time when you're not thinking about her."  

"Thanks, love." I gave her a hug goodbye and headed back home.

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Mindy:

I laid there in the hot water. Listening to 'King and Lionheart' on replay. I played with the bubbles surrounding me. There was too much on my mind. Whatever I did, there would just be more and more thoughts. I sat up and pulled the plug that held all the water back. I brought my knees up to my chest and held them there. The thought of all I went through with Zayn, the drugs, Stacy, and just the pressure got to me. I began to cry. Tears trickled down my face. The only noise that could be heard was my music, water draining, and my cries. I needed Zayn. To hold me, kiss me, tell me everything will be okay like he used to. Everything is changed now. Maybe for the best...

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Zayn:

The flat was quiet when I stepped in.  

"Mindy!" Only a song could be heard. 

"Stacy said we'll hang out next time! Where are you babe?" Nothing.

I headed towards the music. There she was. Sitting in the bathtub bare. I stopped the music and she looked at me with weary eyes.

"Are you alright, love?" She broke.

I carried her out and helped her get dressed. We both got to the bed and laid there in each other's arms like we used to. The only thing that was heard were her cries. Slowly we both drifted off into a deep sleep.

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The bright light seeped through the thin curtains that had awaken me. I looked to my right laying there was my love. I honestly do wish we could go back to how it was a year ago. My hand softly ran down her cheek and onto her lips. Oh how I miss kissing those pink lips. She laid there still and peaceful. I leaned over and kissed her forehead and made my way to the kitchen. I made breakfast and brought it up for the both of us.

"Rise and shine, love." I saw her stretch her arms above her head as she sat up. 

"Morning." Mindy smiled. 

"I have breakfast." 

"Yum."

We both ate and talked about life. I carried the plates back to the kitchen and washed them clean. When I arrived back to the room, Mindy and I talked about something that disturbed me.

"So, are you and Stacy going out now?" Her voice was fragile. 

"No. I don't like her that way." 

"Well she thinks differently. I see the way she stares at you, Zayn. Maybe you should give her a chance." Her voice broke when she said that. 

"Are you trying to give up on us?"  

"I'm just trying to help us both out." 

"With what?! Why can't we be together like before. Before all this shit tore us apart. Before you went crazy!" I snapped. 

"Because. Because I don't love you anymore, Zayn!" Her eyes filled with tears. 

"Wha-what?" I was taken back by her statement. 

"I don't love you anymore. I just can't. I'm sorry. It's both tearing us apart if I stay." I couldn't respond.

I didn't even notice that she was gone the next moment. All her things were offically gone, even her love. I couldn't believe it. I was paralyzed by her cruel words. My heart ached for hers, but she didn't want mine.