Changed // l.h ((Stalking sequel))

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LUKES POV

I paced my room, going over what I'm going to say to her in my head, ideas running through me but slipping right out again. I know I need to do what's best for me right now, I'm not happy with her, she needs to know that.

I whipped my head towards the door when I heard three knocks against it. My heart instantly fell to the pit of my stomach and worry washed over me and i suddenly got really hot.

"Luke, baby!" Arzaylea said coming towards me and wrapping her arms around my neck, I pulled her into the room and shut the door behind me and peeled her arms from my neck and put them down by her said, a slight confused frown on her face.

"Babe?" She said, confusion laced in her tone as she crossed her arms over her chest, frowning up at me. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, not prepared for what I was about to say and what her reaction would be.

"Listen, Arzayl-"

"I swear if it's to do with that bitch." She muttered under her breath and looked down, knowing that I wouldn't like the way she was talking about Hetty, but I chose to ignore the petty comment.

"Arzaylea, I don't think that this is working." I spoke loud and clear, not wanting to repeat myself. I used my slender finger to point between us and I saw her face change from disgust to shock.

"What?! Luk-"

"I'm not happy anymore." I interrupted her, dryly, not wanting to explain myself.

"I deserve an explanation!" She whined.

"I haven't been happy in a while, I just didn't want to hurt you. But the way you spoke to my friends, and Hetty today. That was out of order, and I've decided that I don't want that in my life anymore." I shrugged, it hurt me with every ounce of my body to say this to her, Arzaylea was never a malicious person, she was kind and caring, but she just isn't for me, I know there is someone out there for her who is perfect.

However she didn't see it like that.

"It's that Hetty, isn't it." She stated, crossing her arms again and looking up at me with bitchy eyes, ready to pounce at me any minute.

"No, it's not actually, I've felt like this towards you for a while, but I guess you won't believe that, you believe what you want to believe. But if you chose not to believe the trust, then be my guest, at least I know and the guys know I'm telling the truth, now I would like you to leave now." I stated with no emotion in my voice what so ever. I reached behind her and opened the door, holding it for her.

She stood there in shock, looking into my blue eyes, which I'm sure look grey from the set tones I'm letting out.

She huffed and turned on her heels and walked out the door, not looking back.

-

"So you did it?!?" Michael said as he charged through the door like an elephant, not holding back his excitement. I knew he never like Arzaylea, ever since she threw shade at him.

"Yes I did it." I let a slight chuckle out because of his attitude. Calum and Ashton made their way in too with smiles on their face.

"How did she take it?" Ashton asked while digging through a bag of crisps which Michael took from him, scoffing them down.

"Like shit, what did you expect?" I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"At least you've done it now." Calum shrugged.

"Yeah well you know what she can be like sometimes, I just don't want her throwing shade to Hetty because it has nothing to do with her."

"Are you sure it doesn't?" Ashton trailed off. I looked over and him and frowned, wanting him to elaborate. "Well, as soon as she came into your life, you dropped Arzaylea. I love that you broke up with her because she was a toxic person to you, but I'm saying that the media will find it suspicious, even if Arzaylea doesn't throw shade to Hetty. But we know what's true and that's all that really matters." He shrugged, telling me the truth.

"You're right, Ashton. I need to make it clear to the media now."

I grabbed my phone and started to type on my Instagram a long message explaining everything before Arzaylea could say anything bad.