Forever z.m

Gone

It all started when Libby came to our house. I was 12 at the time. I have to admit, we had a pretty crappy house at the time. It was my mum, my 3 sisters and me. It was a tough fit but we made it. Sometimes Libby would come to our house when things got bad at hers. Her mum and dad are divorced. But they fight every night about custody over her. Or so she tells me. So whenever she stays at my house she stays with me.

I heard a knocking at the door so i went and answered it. A 12 year old Libby was at the door. "Mum and dad are fighting again." She said and rolled her eyes.

"My mum understands." I said and led her up to my room. She set her stuff down and just sat. I could tell there was something wrong with her. Whenever she comes here she very hyper. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Everything." She puffs out and lays down on her back.

"What do you mean?" "Just everything in my life right now." Her eyes are glossy but she blinks it away. "Your not turning emo? Are you!" I try to make a joke. "Ewww!" She squeaks. "Never! That's so... No." I laugh. "I'm just joking." I poke her.

"ZAYN! Come play tag with me!" I hear one sister shout. "Why?" I answer back. "Because i want you to!" "NO!" "Mum, Zayn wont play with me!" She shouts. "Zayn, play with your sister." "Lib's here!" "She is?" My mom yells. "Yes!" "Hello Libby!" She calls out. "Hi Ms.Malik." Libby says.

I turn around to Libby. "You are so lucky you don't have siblings." I say. "Why? I always wanted a little sister to go shopping with." She laughs. "Go ahead take one of mine." I smirk. "All i need is a trash bag, and chloroform." She shrugs. "Yep, we are legal for chloroform." "It was just a joke."

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That night comes by fast. "So i can sleep on the floor and then you can sleep on the bed." I offer. "That sounds ok." She smiles. Her pjs are now a tank top and short shorts that I'm sure are not legal. She climbs into my bed and curls up into a ball. I grab the blankets and the floor and lay down. "Goodnight Z." She uses our childhood nickname. "Night Libs."

The next morning i wake up. I turn around and my bed is empty. I stumble out of my makeshift bed and stretch. I head downstairs. My mum hands me a bowl of cereal. "Thanks." I mumble.

"Libby had to go home, if your wondering." She replies. "Oh." I say. So that's where she went.

After I'm done eating my cereal i go outside. I grab my football and throw it at the wall. THUMP! THUMP! "Zayn." I hear a tiny voice call out. I know that voice. Its Libbys crying voice. Oh crap what did i do?

"Libby!? What's wrong." Shes crying. I don't like it when she cries. She shakes her head and runs into my arms and breaks out sobbing. "Libs. What's wrong." My voice cooes. "I-II- m- ." She cant answer my question. I dont know what to do. "Lets go inside." I rub her back and lead her inside. I get wired looks from my sisters but i ignore it.

I sit her down on my bed and hand her tissues. "I didn't tell you the truth last night." She speaks. What? "What do you mean?" I ask. " my mum and dad were fighting but not at home." "I still don't get it." I say. "They went to court, for custody of me." Her lip trembles ever so slightly.

"Why are you crying?" I'm still confused. "Well they said that where my mum lives wasn't a safe environment, and my dad being the guy he is has apparently a healthy, clean, and safe house." "Ok......." I drag on. "My dad won custody." She says. "Why is that so bad?" I ask. She then breaks out to even more sobbing. I said the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry." I say a little bit to quickly. "I-Its n- nnot your f-ff-fault." She takes a deep breath. "The thing is my dad lives in New York City, in the United States." i feel myself fall. It feels like I'm falling off a cliff. The bomb has dropped.

"Z say something, please." She pleads. I don't know what to say. "Cant you live with us?" I ask. "No, its final, my dad won custody, where he goes i go." "B-bbut I..." Now its my turn to studder. "How long." I ask. "What." She says softly. "When will you leave." Tonight." She chokes out.

I feel like I'm going to cry but i cant. So i do the only thing that I'm capable of, i kiss her. Not on the cheek like i sometimes do. But on the lips. To my surprise she kisses me back. Since I'm only 12 and that was my first kiss it only lasts a few seconds. But its the best i can do.

She breaks away and i hug her. "Z, promise me something." She whispers. "What is it." "Just please don't do anything stupid or anything you will regret. Try out for a singing show or some crap like that." She says. "Wait! How do know i sing?" "I hear you late at night." She says. "That's two things to promise." I say. "Please. Just do it." "Ok." I say. Who would know that one promise would make me the person i am today and i would break the other.

We stay like that for a long time. "Libby!" I hear her mum call. I feel my shirt getting even wetter than before.

"Shhh don't cry." I say. She wipes her eyes and looks at me. I smile and open my door. She walks in front of me. "Your father is here." Her mum smiles but you can tell its fake. I see a man with brownish grayish hair and brown eyes. He has on a suit but without a bow tie. "Libatha, we should leave right now we will miss our flight." He smiles. I don't like him. He took away my Lib. "Ok." Her voice is shaky.

She turns to my mum and hugs her. "Thank you so much ms.Malik, for letting me stay here when i needed to." "Your welcome Libby." My mum hugs her and offers her a warm smile. What is up with this smiling crap.

Next she goes to her mum. "I love you sweetheart, so so much, don't you ever forget that." He tears are there. "I love you too mum,ill see you right?" "Yes ill come whenever i can." Lobby breaks down in tears and hugs her mum. I couldn't do that.

She turns to me next. I'm not ready for this. She come up to me and hugs me. "I wont ever forget you. You mean so much to me. I cant believe this is happening. I thought this would never ever happen." I whisper in her ear. She hugs me tighter. "I love you Libatha Wate." I say. "I love you too." That was the last words we ever spoke to each other. Or so we thought. She lets go of me and smiles.

Then every single moment ive ever seen that smile flashes before me.

She shakes her head and turns around. Her dad is standing by a very expensive looking BMW. "Ready darling?" He asks. I want him to be a terrible father so she can come back. But he is a great parent. She nods and jumps in the front seat. He starts up the car. I see her wave and i wave back. Then the car disappears.

She's gone. I think. Gone. Ill never see her again. Never. Its not fair. I loved her. I walk upstairs. My bed still smells like her. I'm never washing it. I grab my football again. I need my anger out. This the only way i can think of.

I run outside and i scream. I hate the universe in this moment.

I throw the football at the wall. 'I wont ever trust anyone ever again, i wont love anyone again, if i do they will just leave and ill be heart broken. This is who ive become. I wont let anyone in. Ever.

THUMP! THUMP! 

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HELLO! :) so this is my first story on wattpad. I'm trying. So last chapter was kinda the prologue. Sorta. I have some good things planned. I think they might change. So please comment and thank you so much for reading! I will be updating probally every 2 or 3 days. But ill give you notice of it will be a little longer. So if your wondering when i write this i play the fray over and over again. I LOVE them;) so thanks again for reading!