One Direction Imagines and Preferences

#18 He Breaks Up With You(Part 2)

Louis: Two months. For two months you were nothing but miserable. You’ve missed Louis with your whole heart. You weren’t the same since he left. You don’t laugh anymore, you can barely smile and when you do it’s just a small smile, almost invisible. When he left he took the best of you with him. You are spending your days laying in your bed, watching TV. Studying for your collage and going to work. 

           You hate waking up to an empty bed, coming to an empty house after work. You are heart-broken and somehow you can’t heal. You see pictures of him laughing, pictures of him with other girls and it’s terrible painful. It hurts you to see him moving on with life like you’ve never existed. When he left he said he doesn’t feel the way he used to…  ”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. I  want to feel that, but I just don’t. Something changed… and not for good… I’m sorry… I… Do you understand?-  You still remember those words. You can’t forget them. They come you before sleep and than you cry your heart out, waking up in the morning your eyes read, headache, your pillow wet… 

          You were going back from your college when your phone rang. Your best friend (Y/B/N).

           -Hello?-

            -Hey, (Y/N)! How are you?-

           -I’m…good. You?-

            -Fine. I wanted to ask you.. Me and girls are going to that new club tonight and I was wondering if you would come… It will be fun, like old times.- you could hear hope in her voice. You were terrible best friend at the moment. Since Louis left you weren’t hanging out with her much. You were just sitting at home and crying.

           -I..can’t… I have to study. I have that… big test tomorrow, so…- you lied. You hate it. Lying to her.

           -Honey, it’s been two months since he broke up with you. You have to get over him. You have to forget about him and move on with your life… There are hundreds of other guys in this world.-

            -I don’t want anyone else. I want him. I want to wake up to his face again. I want to feel his lips on mine, I want to hug him and don’t let go… I want him. you said and a small tear slipped down your face.- I want him.-

            You were entering your front yard while saying that and when you looked up you saw someone sitting on your porch. A man.

             -(Y/B/N)? I have to go. I’ll call you later.-

             -Hi.-

             -Lou? What are you doing here?- you said as you stepped in front of him. He was just as you could remember. Beautiful. It hurt. You knew that you looked terrible. You didn’t have any make-up on. Your eyes are red from crying.

             -I…-

             -Did you forget to take some of your stuff?-

             -No, I—

             -Good. You can leave than.-

             -What?!-

             -Goodbye!- you said shut the door and ran to your room. 

             You jumped on your bed and started uncontrollably crying when you realized that you hadn’t lock the door. But it was too late.