Heartbreak
"What the fuck are you doing harry?!" I said motioning to the can with fire sprouting out of it "i want you to forget about me" he said throwing out pictures, our memories. I shrieked as he was about to burn my favorite picture of us. I retrieved the picture even though the flames hurt like hell. The picture was half burnt as i sobbed hugging my knees. Harry slammed the door as i slowly passed out of suffocation from the flames, the half-burnt picture clutched tightly in my hand.
Beep... Beep..
Gah! I've been hearing that beep for while now, and i want it to stop. It doesn't help with the headache i have right now. I pried my eyes open seeing four boys, three girls. "Louis? Liam? Niall? Zayn? El? Dani? Perrie?!" I said as my eyes flicker through all of them. They all smiled at me, glad i was awake. My happiness turned to disappointment seeing my favorite curly haired lad was not there. Just then, the memories flashed through me like a ton of bricks bringing me into reality.
Zayn noticed the disappointment in my face as he approached me, others too busy in their own conversations. "Hey liz," he said holding onto my hand in a friendly manner. I smiled faintly at him, my chest tightening at every moment without harry. Zayn had a face of recognition as he dug his hands in his pockets. A half burnt picture dangling from his hand. "They found this in your hand, after much tugging they finally got it out of your hand" he said smiling as he handed me the picture. "Oh, thank you." I said. The picture had sentimental value and even harry knew it. It was when we first met, in a kissing booth and i was very very shy back then, he held on both of my hands and my foot pops like in the old movies, harry was slowly leaning in our foreheads touching. And that was when louis snapped the photo, and posted it on twitter. We were dating publicly.
"Look! Liz, the fans are on your side" Liam said holding onto his iPhone. #StayStrongLiz was trending. And the fans were heartbroken for me as well. I smiled weakly at Liam trying to tell him that no amount of support from thousands of fans can make me feel any better. After two days, i was allowed to go home. I stayed at the boys seeing as my house was burnt down as well. I sighed as i went in my old room trying to block all the pity coming from the boys and their girlfriends. Right now, i could trust no one, all i could trust was myself.
I became isolated and Louis and el shopped for some clothes for me, that was the last time i talked to anybody, or ate anything, and the last time i went out of my room. I watched Harry's life rise by storm to popularity and i can't help but feel sad that he's happy even without him but i told myself "no, be happy for him!"
That was until a knock on the door changed my life.
It was the 20th of december, and i was still into the christmas vibe. The last detail in my little christmas tree was an angel at the very top. My mom gave me that, she said that it was her watching me even if it's not christmas. The lights gave a merry view of my room giving the life i can't give and have loss. Multiple knocks were heard on the door which slightly made me jump followed by multiple inaudible murmurs. I opened the door with pepper spray in hand and slowly putting it down realizing it was the boys. They were alarmed anyway.
"Boys?"
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Nothing like a cliffhanger in a teaser...
Anyways.. Got nothing much to say again....
Oreos...
Sorry Louis. I owe you a lamborgini...
Hahaha i'm weird
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