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

9. You Need Help

*Liz's P.O.V*

*one month later*

"I don't know what to do, Aeron." I whisper, looking up from my hands and at her worried gawk.

We were in her kitchen. I had a mug wrapped in my two hands that was filled with coffee, Aeron made early this morning.

Aeron and Harry have allowed me to stay at their house until I could get my own place. I've been looking for apartments in New York. I just need to get away from any and everything that has to do with Niall and Zayn. They're both a constant reminder of what I lost by being so abstracted. I didn't mean to, but Niall didn't care. All he wanted was to free himself of the girl who broke his heart into shards.

"There really isn't anything you can do. We all have tried to change Niall's mind about the divorce, but he won't." She declares.

In my head I was thinking, 'Maybe you should try harder.', but I knew that being pissy wouldn't help the current problem. I instead settled for a slight nod.

I stood up and walked over to the sink, sitting the cup inside and turning around to lean against it.

"I just wish I could go back in time and take it all back." I say, tears quickly swarming my eyes.

This was all my fault. Not Zayn's or Niall's. Mine. I caused all of this. If I would have went to the limo and helped get Niall out, none of this would have happened.

I wouldn't be getting a divorce, Niall would be happy, and everyone would be fine. Now, everyone is stressed, Niall hasn't been seen in days, and I'm a wreck.

Aeron finished what was left of her coffee and joined me beside the sink. She put her mug down and pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around her torso and began to sob. The tears collecting anywhere they could cling to. From her hoodie, to the floor, or even the tips of her curled hair. She rubbbed my back.

"Everything will be okay." She whispers.

My sobs got louder as I tried to tell myself to believe everything coming out of Aeron's mouth. Nothing in this world will be okay if I can't have Niall. Niall was the only man that could make me happy after everything that's happened. The only one who has my heart and the only one that will have it. I'm not giving it away to anyone. Not Zayn or any other loser that tries to take it. I'm not willing to give it.

"I can't be without him, Aeron," I cry.

She continued her comforting actions to no avail.

"I love him so much."

"I know, Elizabeth, but you have to get over him." She replies.

I pulled away and looked at her.

"Its not easy. You don't understand how much he means to me." I hiccup.

She sighed and shook her head.

"I understand that, but he isn't going to change his mind about this divorce."

I shrugged my shoulders. I slumped back down onto the stool and put my head in my hands. The tears had lightened up and I wiped away what was left before looking up and at Aeron.

"I'm not going to just give up on him as easily as he let me go."

"Elizabeth, you have to let go."

I rolled my bottom lip in between my teeth.

"I can't let go."

With that, I stood up and walked into the living room. Harry was sitting on the floor with Annabelle, helping her with her homework. Annabelle was nine now and in the third grade. She had started to recently bring home homework. I'd occasionally help, but most of the time, I'll be cooped up in my room crying my eyes out because of loosing Niall.