louis
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i've been awake for 3 days now. zayn's the one who's been by my side these past 3 days. i figured harry had left. it hurts knowing he left, but it hurts even more to know i'm the reason he left. thinking about it, harry didn't really satisfy me. both physically and emotionally. he was always busy with work and was always hanging out with the other boys. he was a really great significant other, he just didn't spend enough time with me. i was so in love that i outlooked his flaws. i loved him too much that i decided to marry him on our 3rd anniversary.
it was a tuesday, april 3rd. our 2nd anniversary. i've been waiting for about an hour. he was supposed to be home at 7.30 pm. the plan was to head out and have dinner to celebrate. i texted and called but it didn't went through. i unlocked my phone and tracked his phone. he's in a bar nearby. feeling curious, i headed to the bar. he was with the other boys, drinking and laughing. his phone was in his hands. i dialed his number and this time he picked up. he said he was still at work and will be going home soon. my heart broke. harry lied. he lied. he never did. was he tired of me?
thinking about it, he was kinda shit. he came easily and wasn't that good in bed. perhaps i'm making up lies so it won't hurt as bad. it hurts so much. he was such a genuine person. always caring about everyone and everything. constantly checking up on everyone. he was always there for me. always comforting me, kissing me, cuddling me. i sighed. zayn cupped my face and started to kiss me. i smiled in between the kisses. he's such a good kisser. harry left and i don't have any other ways to find him. he could be anywhere in the world. i guess the only thing i can do right now is to move on.
i looked up at zayn and started observing his face. he's gorgeous. he has this beautiful hazel brown eyes. luscious, pink lips. a cute, but long nose. soft skin. i smiled. i'm so blessed to have him by my side. what else can i wish for? he was always there. he never left me alone, constantly supporting me through everything. i should've known better. it is true what they said. i guess zayn loves me more than a friend. he would send me kissy faces, compliments and even buy me flowers and food.
i bit my lip. he's hot and he's mine. is he? i guess so. i looked over and zayn was on his phone typing away. he's texting his mum. i moved closer and i could see the word boyfriend again and again. so i'm his? i smiled. it's good to know that there's someone there for me. it'll take time for me to heal from this recent break up but for all i know, it won't be that hard.
zayn. zayn malik. mine. i don't deserve him. i don't deserve anything. but he, he makes me feel special. he is purely himself and that's the hottest thing someone can ever do. his laughter, loud but sweet. his touch, soft and gentle. every time we hug, he'll rub my back and kiss my ear. it makes me feel all tingly inside. every time we kiss, he'll hold the back of my head and gently kiss me. he was so gentle, so sweet. he pays attention to what i have to say and always look at me like i'm the prettiest boy he has ever seen. i'm so thankful for his existence. i looked at him and smiled. i received one in return.
suddenly i feel anxious. oh no, i think i'm in love.
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authors note!!
hi babesies (-: i finally updated. yes shorter than usual, shorter than the previous one i think??? sorry i've been so stressed and i want to get this out of the way. i hope you like it! vote, comment and follow, whatever.
talk again ya. love, a
