Louis: -Louuuu!!!!-you yelled from the hall, taking your shoes off. -Babe, where are you? You won’t believe who I just saw….
-Bedroom…- you heard him say.
You washed your hands and went up the stairs. You find him sitting on your bed, his phone in his hand.
-Louis, baby, are you okay?- you could see something was wrong. -What happened?-
-I…We need to talk…- he said as he looked at you for the first time.
You sat on the bed. That sentence never starts with something good. You tried to put your hand on his knee but he pulled away and looked at you. When he did that your heart started sinking. You knew what he was going to say.
-I think we need to… to break-up…- he said and looked at the floor.
Your eyes started to fill with tears.
-But… why?- you said trying to stop your voice from shaking.
- I just.. I don’t feel the way I did at first… I feel like something is missing. That spark that I used to feel every time we kissed, it’s just… it’s not here anymore. I used to feel firework every time we touch, now I don’t.- he said and tried to put his hand on yours, like he was going to show you what he meant, but you pulled your hand and turned your head on the other side.- I want to feel that, but I just don’t. Something changed… and not for good… I’m sorry… I… Do you understand?-
-Can you leave, please?- you said, your voice trembeling. You tried to pull your tears back until he’s gone, but it was harder with every second.
-What? You won’t say anything?-
-What do you want me to say?- you looked at him as tears started to stream down your face.- That I understand? ‘Cos I don’t! I still love you. I feel that spark every time you put your lips on mine, I still feel fireworks every time we touch, I feel like I’m born again every time I see your smile! Is that what you wanted to hear?- you said, not beliving that he just broke up with you, that he doesn’t love you anymore.- Now, please, leave before I lose last piece of pride that’s left in my body! Just go, you got what you wanted, you broke my heart.-
-I… (Y/N), please, don’t…- you could see pain in his eyes, but you don’t care, he broke your heart.
-Leave! You can come pick your stuff tomorrow I won’t be at home!-
-W-where are you going?-
-That’s not your business anymore.. now leave, already!-
-Bye, (Y/N).- he said quietly as he got up the bed.
You looked at him one more time. When you heard front door closing you screamed and threw the pillow in the wall. The man you loved just walked out of your life and you could do nothing about it.
Zayn:You were sitting on the bed not really sure of what you just heard.
-Did you just say… did you just say that.. that you wanna break-up?- you asked, your voice cracking.
-I… Yes. Yes, I wanna break-up.- you looked at him. You looked at his perfect hair, his beautiful brown eyes, you get lost in those eyes every time you look at them. And those lips… he doesn’t like his lips but you love them. You love their shape, taste. You love him. You love his laugh, you love when he bites his lip… You love everything about him and he’s telling you that he doesn’t feel that way anymore.
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