Fall For You (One Direction)

Chapter 17

~~~Liam's P.O.V~~~

"Liam. What I'm trying to say is that...breaking up with you was stupid. I miss you, I want you back," the words I've waited oh so long to hear, it finally happened.

"Dani. Are you sure? I mean, what changed your mind.." I looked at her as her eyes filled with unshed tears.

Fuck.

"Y-you don't want me back?! I should've known all these magazines saw your with Sophia smith. I should've known," she started to silently cry, I froze unsure what to do.

As if my body had it own control, I got up to comfort Danielle. She nuzzles her face onto my neck, she stops crying, little by little. She took her turned her face away from me, as if to shamed to look me in the eyes.

"Danielle. What's wrong?" I referred to the face that it seemed she was ignoring me.

"Liam. These last few months have been awful. After we.. Broke up, I started seeing new people. The kinda that did drugs, drank, and such. I met this bloke, Zacky, he was great. At least for the first few weeks, then he stared beating me, sooner or later he just got tired of me. Said I wasn't worth his time, and ended it. You see Liam, he made me realized, that you're the one that I want." I took a moment to let it all sink in. She turned her face to look at me, regret being shown in her eyes.

"L-liam. Please, take me back. I'm sorry I was so stupid," she rushed as she tried to get inside my arms again. But it was as if they were glued together.

And I that moment I did the only thing right.

I kissed her. Hard. With all the passion I've been lacking this whole time.

~~~~~~Zayn's P.O.V~~~~~

"And you are?" The boy on front of me, Max, shook lightly. He looked over to Blaire then me, over and over again.

"Maximus Alfred Jones," he said with a light stutter. I raised an eyebrow at him, you could notice his shoulders get tense. I stared laughing at his weird behavior, he seemed pleased with it.

"Zayn. Meet my new gay best friend." Blaire said to me, it was the first she had spoken to me in a couple of days.

"G-gay?" I said, suddenly feeling very relaxed at that fact he wasn't a threat.

"Yupppppp! Now take off your pants."

~~~~Larry P.O.V.~~~~~

"Lou-eh," Harry said as he clung onto his boyfriend. Louis was suppose to go shopping, but Harry just wants him to himself.

"I know Haz. I'll be back don't worry," he sighed as he somehow got his boyfriend to stop clinging to him.

"Ok, but be careful. I'll miss you," he did a little pout that even Louis couldn't resist. He kissed the taller, curly headed boy before walking to the door, and turning back to see him.

"Oh and Harry, I love you." he sent his best smiled, accompanied by the little crinkles in his eyes. He looked perfect, at least that's what Harry thought.

"I love you too, Boo."

Little did they know something else was coming..

~~~~Blaire's P.O.V.~~~~

"Yupppppp! Now take off your pants." Max said as he eyed Zayn up and down. To be honest, I was slightly jealous. He can't do that to my baby daddy. Zayn stood there eyes wide, cheeks red, looking freaked out.

"Ok, I was kiddin' chill," He sai a little after his first comment. Max then turned to me, and told me to continue. We were loking at baby picture. 

I showed his an embarrassing one, I was sucking on a Popsicle, he of course he took that wrong. He pointed at it, and Zayn smiled.

"You looked so cute, I hope our baby has your looks," he said. I blushed and smiled at him, he moved to my side of the bed and kissed my cheek.

"Awwww!" I smack Max slightly, he ruined the 'moment' Zan smiled and shook his head. It reminded me of the night we had together. 

"Well I'll leave you guys. I got you a gift, Blaire. Nice meeting you Max, hope to see you around," he threw something nice and wrapped up. He left before I had the chance to say thank you. Max watched as I unwrapped the box, inside was the cuest thing. It was a little superhero blanet, the original ones.

"That's so fucking cute." Max said.

Maybe now, I'm ok with him?

~~~~Louis' P.O.V.~~~~

I was in the grocery store, think about what hell of weeks these have been. But after all Harry and I got together, and even mad love. It was incredible, he was me, I was him, we were one. I get goosebumps thinking about it, I'd love to repeat it.

"Move, mother fucking fag!" I turned to see this man, he was looking at me with hate in his eyes.

"Fuck off," I said, and moved to the next isle. Cereal, exciting. I should be cuddling with Harry.

After a very short trip, I was walking back to my car bag in hand. Suddenly I was pushed into my car, and I felt weight on me. I felt a large sting on my hip, I knew what that meant. I got stabbed, but lucky it was lightly. He punched me to what seemed ten times, and finally left me on the floor. I knew I had to call the police, but from the screams I heard, I guess someone else had. 

With that, I lay on the floor going in and out of blacking out. Hell the last thing I remember is thing about Harry.

"Where's my Harry?" then I blacked out. 

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Hope it's good enough. Sorry I've really busy, but hey!