"Just please!!" I screamed at him. Those were the only words that could left my trembling lips. I wanted him to stay. There was one simple thing I yearned and that was for him to tell me that everything will be okay, that this was just a bump in the road and we will get through it. I wanted him; actually I needed him as fish needs the water.
The couple that walked hand in hand to every place they go, that was us. We were the couple that the world loved. Everyone shipped us and supported us and I didn't complain. #Nary and #TheWiseGirlAndTheIrishLad were the constant trends that filled twitter every time a picture of us together appeared.
I was called "The Wise Girl" by my 7th Grade teacher. She named me that mainly because, according to her, I always knew the right thing to say at the right time and in the right way; I was a life saver. The funny thing is, at this moment I couldn't save myself. I was losing the best thing that ever happened to me and hell it hurt!
"No! Don't you see? I can't... do this anymore. Mary, I'm sorry but I can't." Salty tears streamed down his face making my heart shattered as new drops escaped his eyes. His orbs weren't in the normal piercing blue color that drove me to another world, but in a dull dark blue. All the light his eyes once had was lost now. Everything around me went silent leaving my ears to focus on the words I never thought I would hear. My world was crashing around me.
More tears seeped from my eyes running down my cheeks. It was impossible for me not to cry by seeing the love of my life doing so in front of me. "Niall, please don't do this." I begged hopelessly. That's how I was, hopeless, miserable, all torn up. I can't lose him.
A quote from "The Notebook" was the only thing coherent thought running through my mind. "They didn't agree in much. In fact, they rarely agreed on anything. They fought all the time and they challenged each other every day. But in spite their differences, they had one important thing in common: they were crazy about each other." More tears ran through my cheeks as Niall brushed his dyed blonde hair with his hands out of frustration. I continued sobbing, that was the only thing I could do.
"No Mary!" He screamed at me startling me. This was the first time he raised his voice at me.
"Look Niall, we can w-work t-this o-out j-just please." I managed to say through my sobs, stuttering the words out of my mouth. I walked to him and put my hand on his arm, but he flinched at my touch. His action made me want to cry even more. I never thought I had this much tears or I had this much strength to stay put and not collapse in the floor like the mess I am. Why can't there be a rewind button? Everything would be easy if there was. I would easily press on it and we would go back to when we were cuddled on the sofa watching "The Last Song", stealing kisses on the boring parts.
"Mary, you don't understand! You don't seem to get it. How are we going to last? This has become more difficult than what we thought it would be! Now tell me, how are we going to get through this?!" When he finished, he plopped his bum on the couch letting his face fell to his hands while he cried.
I stopped thinking, breathing; I stopped doing any action. No words came out of my quivering lips. Not a single thought came to my mind; nothing that could answer his question. At this moment, and for the first time in my life, I was lost for words.
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Sorry, I got bored and decided to write this!
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