Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Luna's POV

I get out of the shower and dry myself off and get changed and walk out and go and check my phone to see I have a message from Willow. It reads:

W: Hey, Luna. I just need to say something quick about our conversation yesterday. I was lying to you. I didn't slip on the wine and Zayn did push me down out of anger. No, he didn't apologize either. It is not my intention to cause any drama again between you two. I feel guilty for not telling you the truth and I just had to let you know. It really shouldn't come off as a surprise, knowing how much he still hates me. Anyway, have a good day and I'll talk to you soon. 

As soon as I read it my heart sinks. She did lie to me. He did do it on purpose. Why the fuck would he even do that for? I know he hates her but that's no reason for him to push her. Who the fuck is he anymore? Yesterday was so perfect. Too perfect. Of course something was bound to come along and ruin this perfect little bubble.

And what the fuck? Why would she tell me this now? Why would she lie to me in the first place? And then she tells me to have a good day? Like yeah, you telling me about Zayn will totally make sure I have a good day. Thanks Willow. 

I quickly leave the room and go down the stairs and into the kitchen and Zayn turns around with a big smile which quickly falls as soon as he sees my own face.

"What?" He asks and I go over and show him the text message.

"Did you fucking do it?" I snap and he looks up at me and back to the text message. "Well, spit it out! My patience is wearing thin!"

"Yes." Zayn answers slowly.

"Why the fuck would you do that?" I spit.

"Because she dropped the wine bottle all over the floor and I just lost my temper." He says and I shake my head.

"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?" I snap.

"Oh come on, Luna, don't be over dramatic. It's not a big deal." Zayn says, rolling his eyes.

"I'n being over dramatic? You could've seriously hurt her!" 

"Here she goes again! Trying to ruin our relationship!"

"You're doing that all on your own." I say coldly, walking out and going back upstairs.

An hour or so later I hear the front door slam shut. Of course he couldn't even fucking say goodbye. He pushes Willow and doesn't expect me to be mad? He has no fucking right to be mad at me. 

I go into my bedside table and grab out my song writing book and grab out a pen and instantly start writing. 

"It was great at the very start
Hands on each other
Couldn't stand to be far apart
Closer the better  

Now we're picking fights
And slamming doors
Magnifying all our flaws
And I wonder why
Wonder what for
Why we keep coming back for more

Is it just our bodies?
Are we both losing our minds?
Is the only reason you're holding me tonight
'Cause we're scared to be lonely?
Do we need somebody
Just to feel like we're alright?
Is the only reason you're holding me tonight
'Cause we're scared to be lonely?  

Too much time, losing track of us
Where was the real?
Undefined, spiraling out of touch
Forgot how it feels  

All the messed up fights
And slamming doors
Magnifying all our flaws
And I wonder why
Wonder what for
It's like we keep coming back for more  

(CHORUS)

Even when we know it's wrong
Been somebody better for us all along
Tell me, how can we keep holding on?
Holding on tonight
'Cause we're scared to be lonely
Even when we know it's wrong
Been somebody better for us all along
Tell me, how can we keep holding on?
Holding on tonight
'Cause we're scared to be lonely

Is it just our bodies?
Are we both losing our minds?
Is the only reason you're holding me tonight
'Cause we're scared to be lonely?

Scared to be lonely
Scared to be lonely
Eh, eh, scared to be lonely"