How To Love Again. (Sequel to 5YIN)

-seven-

"Do you even want to talk to him?" Liam asked as the other three just looked at me. We all sat in the large hotel room. It was the first time we had been together for three years. We were still missing one person, 

"I mean, not really. I'm not ready for that." I shook my head.

"But he wants to talk to you." Louis added. 

"Then he should've come to me three years ago." I snapped. "I think he's an asshole for not even bothering to come to me. The last time I got to see him was when he was being arrested. Being carried away out of our apartment. And then he see's me and doesn't say a word." I blinked away my tears. I was not going to let him get the best of me again. 

Nobody said anything. I knew they wouldn't. What was there to say?

"What now?" I questioned after a few seconds of dead silence. "I don't want to not have you guys in my life again.."

"We'll always be in your life, Al. Just not as frequently." Zayn tried to reassure me. 

"No offense to you guys, but it's easier for you to get to me than me to you. You can actually afford to fly places all of the time. I can't.." 

"So we'll come to you." Niall smiled.

"We'd do anything for you." Liam looked at me with this look that I'd never seen. Almost like he knew it was going to be okay. And I wanted to believe him. But it wasn't exactly easy.

"How long are you going to be in the city?" I asked generally.

"How long do you want us to stay?" Louis questioned as he stood up to grab a drink from the full sized fridge in the room.

"It's really not up to me. I can't force you guys to stay anywhere.. And I'm kind of busy with school anyway-" I looked down at my hands as I spoke. I was cut off by the door opening and closing. 

I looked up to see the one person I never planned on seeing again. 

"I should probably get going. I have class in the morning. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I hugged the four of them and stormed past him. 

I always hoped that maybe we would run into eachother again. I pictured it every night I fell asleep without him. I pictured myself in a small cafe somewhere reading a book with my coffee infront of me. Then he'd coming rushing in to get out of the rain that was pouring outside. He'd go to the counter to get his usual. And then he'd turn around to see me sitting there. The same person that he shared so many moments with. His eyes that lacked life would light up and he'd take a seat infront of me. And we'd pick up right where we left off.  We'd be happy. Really happy. I didn't expect to run into him on his wedding day. Never in a million years. 

I was already outside attempting to flag down a cab when the doors to the hotel flew open and someone tapped me on the shoulder. 

"Al?" A familiar deep british voice spoke. 

I ignored him. I couldn't screw myself over like this.

"Al? Are you okay?" Okay? He was asking if I was okay? I spun around and looked him in the eyes. I hadn't been so close to him in a long time. I wanted to throw my arms around him and kiss him hard. Like I always did. But then I remembered he wasn't mine to kiss.

"Okay first off. Only people I'm close with can call me Al. I don't even know you that well at this point. Now if you'd excuse me, I'm trying to get a ride home and you're kind of distracting me." I turned away and tried to push my hair out of my eyes as the cool wind blew it all around.

"Okay. I know yesterday  was awkward. But can we please just talk?"

"AWKWARD? That's what you want to call it?!" 

"We haven't spoken in years, Harry. I haven't seen you since that night in the apartment. And now, here I am with my first job, and I walk into a church to see you getting fucking married! How do you think that made me feel? No. Let me answer that. It felt like I'd been killed. And right now, believe me. I'd rather be dead."

"What was I supposed to do? Just keep searching for you? I wasn't even supposed to go near you, Alison." 

"Okay. Yes I understand that. But usually when two people really love eachother, that kind of thing doesn't matter." 

"Oh damn it, Ali. Don't you say I didn't love you. I fucking loved you more than anything else in this world. But things change and I'm sorry. But that's just how it is." Ouch.

"Okay. Yep, I get it. Congratulations.. Say hey to your wife for me." 

I waved down the first cab I saw and got in. I didn't look at him again and I had no intentions of doing so. 

****

When I got into my dorm I switched the light on and nearly had a heart attack when I was greeted by Brandon, of course.

"Holy hell, Brandon. You scared me!" I held my hand to my chest and walked over to him.

"Have you been crying?" He ignored my previous words and held my shoulders.

"It's not a big deal. Just a rough day." He wiped his thumbs under my eyes and chills went down my spine. I wasn't dating Brandon. But I wouldn't have minded doing just that. We'd only known eachother for a little over a month. But I couldn't help but be attracted to him. Not matter how neurotic he was. 

"No it is a big deal. To me it is." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and guided me over to my bed. He sat down next to me. He let me rest my head against his shoulder as he continued to comfort me.

"What happened?"

"Harry happened." 

"You saw him? When?" I felt him tense up.

"About 15 minutes ago. I was just with the guys when he showed up. He tried to talk to me." 

"And you let him?" Irritation was present in his voice.

"I don't remember what I said but I think it hurt him."

"Good."

"Yeah." I sighed. 

"Well.. I'll let you rest. See you tomorrow, Ali." Brandon got up to leave and I missed his touch instantly.

"Wait-" I called out as he reached for the door.

"Stay with me tonight? At least until I fall asleep or something." I blushed. Suddenly embarrassed.

"You don't have to.. It was just a tho-"

"Move over." He instructed as he kicked off his shoes and layed down next to me. He didn't say a word. And neither did I.

"Thank you." I whispered as his grip around me tightened. 

A/N: Helllllo everyone! Okay so I've decided I'm going to put a picture of 'Brandon' on the side. Incase you aren't sure what he looks like. I'm kind of obsessed with American Horror Story so I decided to use Evan Peters as my Brandon. Hope you're all doing well! Don't forget to vote and comment!

-Abby