Taken (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter Forty

Hey guys!

So today I just watched some 1D vids again and I finally watched ‘That Moment’ video and my brother seriously had to get mad at me for laughing uncontrollably, not to mention very loudly.

Hahaha, it was downright hilarious, no doubt about that.

And I have also been having a youtube arguement with someone who happens to be suicidal. She called me a dickhead for telling her that she should value life a lot more because there are like millions of people out there KILLING to switch places with her and all she does is complain. Like, how is that supposed to make any sense? I mean, I’m not being rude or whatever, I’m just trying to make her see reality and think in a realistic way.

Anyways, I’d hate to ramble on about this nonsense so I’m stopping now.

Hope you guys enjoy this unbelievably long chapter with 6,300+ words! Oh and I also put a song there that would match with the situation that would be going on.

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*Harry’s POV

I took the stairs up to the roof because the elevator wasn’t functioning properly. I opened the door to the roof and a breeze of cold wind hit my face.

What I saw that moment wouldn’t have prepared in me in anyway at all. It was like I was seeing my world shatter before my eyes. I felt like everything that meant a lot to me was being ripped away from my hands and I felt extremely hopeless in getting this back.

I tried to swallow but it seemed like no part of my body was functioning at all.

I don’t understand.

When I finally came into my senses, I backed away, as quietly as possible, because I didn’t know how I was supposed to deal with this if they saw me.

I walked quickly, not even knowing where I was headed to. I just needed to get away from here as soon as possible.

I found myself being carried out into the London streets by my feet to an uncertain place. I couldn’t push any of the tears back so they were now streaming down my face, like a steady river.

How could I have been so stupid not to notice that there was something going on between them?! The way they looked at each other was already something to being with.

It was heart breaking to know that our kisses weren’t as special as I thought they were now that I know that she had been kissing some other guy too, who just happened to be one of my best friends.

I was lost, so lost, in my thoughts and emotions that I didn’t even notice at all where I was going. I didn’t care anyways. It was like sharp knives were stabbed in my heart simultaneously. It exceeded any other kind of physical hurt that I could even imagine.

I loved her. I still love her so, so much.

I gave her my heart.

I gave my all to her when I thought she was doing the same.

But she wasn’t.

I thought she loved me.

Turns out I was terribly wrong.

*Ali’s POV

Zayn pulled away. He took a step back then looked at me remorsefully as if he did a huge crime against me. I looked back at him confused.

“I-I’m so sorry” was all he said before he walked out and I was left, with muddled thoughts and emotions running through my mind. I found myself unable to carry my own weight so I sat down and tried to piece everything together.