Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Luna's POV

"He's here." Willow mouths and I take a moment before I nod and I hold Rain close to me. I wasn't ready to see anyone, I didn't want to see anyone. Willow slowly opens the door.

"Oh look, you're not at the studio." Brendon remarks as he steps inside and he turns around and he sees me and then he turns back to Willow. "You were lying to me! I knew it! I knew you'd know where she was!"

"I'm sorry, but she didn't want anyone to know." Willow says with a small shrug, and I know she feels slightly guilty, but she was only doing what I wanted. Brendon just shakes his head as Willow shuts the door and Brendon turns back around to me.

"Why have you been dodging my calls all day? I was worried about you." Brendon says, taking a few steps towards me. All I can manage is a small shrug. "Why are you here anyway? Why couldn't Willow tell me where you were?"

"I just don't want anyone to know." I say quietly.

"I'll leave you two alone for a few minutes. Do you want me to take Rain?" Willow quickly says walking over to me and I shrug as she takes Rain off of me and she leaves and goes upstairs. 

"Why not, Luna? What's going on? Why are you here?" Brendon asks and I go and sit back on the couch and he follows me. "Luna. Come on."

"I'm here because I'm staying here for a little bit." I say simply, avoiding eye contact with him at all costs. 

"Why? Why aren't you at home?" He asks quietly, and I have a feeling he knows the answer to that but he just doesn't want to say anything without me telling him. He's certainly not one to really assume shit unless you tell him directly. 

"I'm just not at home right now."

"Why? What's wrong? What happened?"

I can't help but give in. He's my best friend, and he'll probably get it out of me sooner or later. Besides, what's the point in denying the inevitable truth, that I've tried to ignore for months? "Zayn is what's wrong."

"Why? What did he do?"

"What didn't he do?" I ask with a small shrug, playing with the ring on my finger. "We've been fighting pretty much ever since we got back from the tour, just about little things, he'd go off at me just for leaving my shoes in the bathroom. All he did was constantly call me a bitch and other names, and then he started going out every night, he'd stay out till early morning, and sometimes he wouldn't come home at all. I kept forgiving him because I love him. Just over a month ago he cheated on me, and then he forgot our first anniversary and said he wasn't even sorry for cheating on me. Then last night he told me he wasn't sure if he wanted to marry me. So I left. He doesn't know I'm here."

"Luna, I'm so sorry. I should've said something at Willow's wedding. I noticed you looked upset a few times, and when Zayn kissed you once I noticed how sad you looked before you became happy again." Brendon says quietly. 

"No, it's fine. Whatever." I shrug slightly. 

"I can't believe he cheated on you, and you know what, it's not fine. Especially not the shit he put you through. Next time I see him, I'll punch him. I will." Brendon says firmly.

"Please don't tell anyone where I am. I don't want anyone to know." I say quietly.

"Of course. Your secrets safe with me, Luna." Brendon gives me a small smile. "So, how are you doing?"

"Great, just great." I say sarcastically and I roll my eyes.

"I'm always here for you, you can tell me anything." 

"Thank you." 

"You know what, Zayn doesn't fucking deserve you anyway. If he can treat you like shit for months, and fucking cheat on you, he can go to hell." 

"I guess. He came here looking for me."

"Did he find you?"

"No, I was in the spare room. He's... mad at me. I didn't tell Willow but he's left voice mails, and he's mad. He's mad at me for leaving." I don't even realize I'm crying when Brendon pulls me into a hug. 

He just lets me cry for a little bit, while he holds me. And I feel safe in his arms. Almost like nothing harmful can touch me. 

"I know I should have walked about, and I knew I shouldn't have believed him every time he said he was sorry, but I did. I was so fucking stupid. I shouldn't have." I cry into his shoulder and he rubs my back up and down.

"It's not your fault, Luna. You love him. You can't help that, you can't help how you feel. And he's an asshole, and he'll always be an asshole." He comforts me. "I can be here whenever you need me okay?"

"Okay." I say as I sniffle and I slowly pull away and wipe my eyes.

"I don't give a fuck what I'm doing, fucking call me. And I'll come right over. Whatever you need, whenever you need it. I'll bring you whatever, and I'll be here whenever. Even if it's the middle of the morning, I'll come." 

"And what about your wife? She hates me. "

"She doesn't hate you, and she'll understand if I tell her about what you're going through."

"No, Brendon, don't, please. I don't want anyone to know, not yet." I begin to tear up again and he quickly grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly.

"Okay, okay, I won't, but you're going through some major shit right now, Luna, so I'll be here. No matter what. Besides, you're my best friend. I'm here for you through thick and thin." He squeezes my hand again and I force a small smile on my face. 

Something about this makes me feel like... I honestly don't know. There's some vibe coming off Brendon, but I can't pinpoint it. I can't really see through my own emotions at this point. 

And honestly, it hurts to smile. It hurts to fucking breathe. I can't even describe the pain I'm feeling, it's horrible. That's all I know, and I want it just to fucking stop. To end. 

"Thank you. You have no idea how much I appreciate you."

"I have an idea." Brendon winks at me and I can't help but roll my eyes. Brendon then stands up and pulls me with him and pulls me to the kitchen. He goes hunting for something for a moment before he grabs out a bottle of alcohol, whatever it is and grabs out a couple glasses and pours some alcohol into them each and hands me one. "I think you need this."

"And what about Willow? Or Liam? Don't you think they'll be mad?" I ask, staring at the glass.

"Nope. We won't be." Liam says as he walks in and gives me a knowing smile. 

"Don't listen into people's conversations, Liam, it's rude." Brendon jokes and Liam laughs but I can't find it funny. I just continue staring at the glass in my hand. Liam walks back out and Brendon sighs. "You'll be okay, Luna."

Honestly, I don't know if I will be.