So Much For My Happy Ending || l.s.

I WAS THE ONLY ONE.

JANUARY 14TH

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          September 28th.

         That wasn't exactly the day where it all changed or the beginning of our story. It was just the day where we made it official and helped me come out to my family and friends.

          Of course it was hard because apparently to dad "it's a sin to have any romantic feelings towards the same sex" until he moved out because he doesn't have "a child that does the devil's work". But I'm really thankful for the people who accepted me for being who I truly am.

         We were very happy.

         We would go out to dates as much as we could in a week. We spent almost every single day together, until it developed into spending every second together because we decided to move in together two years into our relationship.

         We made so many goals, so many promise, mostly from you. You promised that you will fight for us. You promised that no matter what happens, we'll still be together and get out of shit stronger than ever. You promised that no matter how hard others try, it will all just go to waste because at the end, you'll still be madly in love with me.

         But then last year, you've been going out more, canceling our dates because apparently there's always an emergancy with your family or with Zayn/Liam/Stan. I didn't complain at all cause I know you can't spend your days just being with me the whole day. But it was getting suspicious when you started to arrive home late at night.

         And then it lead to three days after Christmas.

         You were in our bed with her. The person you said that I shouldn't be worrying about cause 'you only have your eyes on me and it will stay like that until our very last breaths.'

        You promised me that I was the only one. That I was your world.

        But I wish I was warned that you already moved into another planet and calling that 'your world' instead.

H.