The Dating Game

Chapter 31: Midnight Moments

Haylee's Point of View

When people try to describe being heartbroken, they can never really put it in words. I'd never understood what people meant by that, but now I do. 

Heartbreak can't be put into words because, well, there are no words to describe it. It's this deep, deep ache in the pit of your chest that throbs with every passing second. It leaves you weak, unable to move or even breath properly. Your whole body feels numb, cold and lifeless. You feel nothing. You're empty.

I placed my hands over my heart, pressing down hard, trying to dull the ache that wouldn't stop. It ached with every beat of my heart, growing stronger the longer time passed. I buried my head into my pillow, trying to muffle my sobs that left me breathless.

I've never felt this much pain before. And the worst part is, there isn't a cure. Sure, I could go up to Louis and take back everything I said, but I can't. If I do, Jake would do who knows what to us, and I couldn't let Louis get hurt. I know I've already hurt him. It killed me to see him cry, confused as to why I said those things to him. I don't know where he is or what he thinks of me now, but I know I'll always love him, no matter what.

I sniffed lightly, bringing my head from the confines of my pillow when the distinct ding of my phone went off. My fingers reached slowly towards my night stand, picking up my phone before something caught my eye. 

It was Zayn's tiger that he got me from the carnival a while back. Its bright, orange stripes felt like fire in my gut, remembering what I had to do. I'd have to tell all of them: Harry, Zayn, Liam, and Niall. I'd have to tell them that I couldn't see them anymore, because my heart belonged to Louis and it would always belong to Louis. 

I shook my head lightly, focusing my attention on the text message that I'd received from Jake. 

Come down to the field right now and wear something nice.

I groaned at the message, my body refusing to leave the soft confines of my bed that has been my shoulder to cry on for the past few hours. But I knew if I didn't show, he'd do who knows what to Louis, and I couldn't have that. So, with many encouraging words said to myself, I hauled myself from my bed and quickly got ready.

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Louis' Point of View

The moon's rays lit up the ground around me, making me feel not so alone and dark. The grass swayed in the nightly wind, some strands tickling my numb arms. I hadn't planned on showing up here, it just sort of happened, just like my love for Haylee. At first, it was only a little crush. But, as I spent more time with her, I unknowingly fell for her. I could sometimes tell by my actions towards her. I would catch myself staring at her, watching her every move, trying to memorize every part of her.

God, I feel terrible. I should be angry, hurt as to why she broke up with me when I still have no idea what I'd done. Did I push things too fast with her? Did I do something wrong? Did she not love me the way I love her? If that was the case, I really don't know what to do with myself now. I mean, how can you move on from that? How can you possibly love someone else when you're afraid of them not loving you back?

Wait, what am I thinking? Of course Haylee loves me. I know this for a fact. I know she loves me because I can tell by the way her eyes sparkle when she looks at me and when she kisses me. God, those damn lips of hers. When she kisses me, she literally melts into me, putting all of her passion into that one kiss. Why would I ever even consider her not loving me? My head is just trying to find a reasonable explanation for these turn of events. Of course, it's pretty accurate that I still don't have a reason.