Leaving You

Leah's P.O.V

An hour later I got it. It hit me like a bus. I knew what I wanted to do. Mary and the bean bag told me the answer. She was right, it did help.

"Mary I know what I'm going to do." I announced to her. She turned around and made eye contact with me. Her smile made me even more sure.

"I knew the good old been bag would help. I want you to take it. It's all yours Leah." Her words shocked me. I couldn't do that.

"No, it's your's Mary."

"No no Lee. You are the daughter I dreamed of. I want you to take it." She made me want to cry. It was perfect the present I could ever ask for.

"I'll be back soon Mary. Thank you so much." I thanked her with a long hug. She is a second mother to me.

"I'll be here." I waved at my friend who was behind a library desk. She smed and I did it back. As much as I wanted to stay I knew I couldn't.

I walked all the way back home in 20 minutes, a record. My feet carried me inside to my mum and dad watching TV together. They were laughing and smiling all at one and other. Parent PDA was the worst.

"Hey mum and dad. I'm going back to London. I know what I wanna do." My mum stopped the movie and smiled at me. She believed in me. They both got up and hugged me. I enjoyed their scents as I hugged them.

"Call us once you get settled." My dad told me with a serious voice.

"Thank you so much. It means so much. I'll be home soon for a proper visit." I added before waving. I loved them so much. My life would be lost with out them to advise me. I called a cabby to take me back the 160 miles. My parents followed outside and gave me last minutes Higgs and kissed again. Before I knew it my bean bag and I were in the cabby to London.

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After an awkward two hour ride back my feelings really set in. I paid the man a large amount of money. My bean bag clung to my chest as he drove off. A deep breath escaped my lips as I faced the flat building. I walked up to the building with my heart skipping. My heart went back to normal once I saw that Zayn's car wasn't in his spot.

I used my own key to get inside. All the lights were off even though it was before 4:30. He must've been at the hospital with the boys or out. I flicked on all the lights in the flat and made a beeline to our room. My mind led me straight to my closet feet away. At the back of the small walk in was a blue suitcase. I ripped it forward and it fell out with a little bang.

Absolutely every thought was running through my mind as I packed my things. I cleared out three clothes drawers of mine before grabbing my other suitcase. Shoes and personal things went inside this one. I carried out my suitcases, my bean bag, and my purse. Emotions ran through my body all at the same time. I left my key on the counter and I shut the door. I just left Zayn.

I quit my job a year ago because I was dating him. I've got my license, but no car. No where to live and a credit card we share. Everything had Zayn written all over it, including the life growing inside me.

I had no clue where to go. So I caught a bus. Thankfully I had money in my wallet to pay the fair. My luggage clunked all through the bus until I found a seat in the back. A few stray people were sitting all through the bus. No one really paid attention to me except for a few people. I didn't even care though. The bus pulled up to inner London with a few quick turns. I grabbed my things and got off. My mind thought of the best hotel in the area. The Best Western hotel was just down the street from my location. At first I struggled with the bags until I fixed everything. People looked, but no one starred.

The hotel seemed roomy just by looking at the lobby. Large couches were spotted all over the opening. Friendly faces greeted my horrified one.

"Umm can I have a room ? For an extended time." I asked the friendly woman in front of me.

"We have a room that you can have for as long as you can pay." She said while typing away at her computer. This could just working. It was £66 a week ($100) . I handed her the credit card.

"One month" I stated as she swiped it. Everything was surreal right now. She handed it back to me.

"Room 105, second floor."

"Thank you." Finally I was given two key cards to my new home. I dragged my things down the hall and to the lift. My thoughts were jumbled together and mashing unevenly. My hall was typical for a hotel. Red walls and a hard carpet flooring with the occasional flower pot.

The green light on the door clicked opening the start to a new chapter. A modern kitchen was accompanied with a dining room and my bed. An immediate turn would lead me into a bathroom with a huge tub. Everything was good for now, but nothing solid. I tossed the bean bag into an unoccupied corner. A dresser under a TV held my clothes. One for under clothes and the other for top ones.

I grabbed a olive green dress that had a light brown belt. It came with me to the shower. The hot water melted away any tears or unhappy thoughts. I was doing this for myself, me finally. My hair, body, and face was washed before the faucet turned off. I was proud of myself for not forgetting my makeup bag. Lightly I put some in before getting dressed. My long hair went into a top knot immediately.

Looking into the mirror I felt sick with myself. I made nothing of leaving Zayn. We were engaged to be married and I didn't even talk to him about it, I just walked away. I had to tell myself not to cry at my pathetic being. I was going to tell him now.

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