I aggressively grabbed my bags and pulled them out of the room that was once mine and Niall's. The first person to go to was going to be Zayn. I knocked on his door not expecting an answer but there was. He opened the door and immediatly smothered me with a hug, seeing the tears streaming down my face. He held me tightly for a moment but shortly after he pulled away 'What's wrong Lillian?' sadness in his eyes.
I shook my head. 'I am leaving Zayn' I told him.
'What?' He asked shocked.
'Niall cheated on me.' He looked confused, 'I saw him getting it on with another girl in the bar on the corner. I wouldn't mind but she was ugly and looked like a whore!' I whispered not wanting to recall that this was reality. His eyes filled with anger and sympathy but mostly sympathy.
'Alright, can I at least give you money for your flight and drive you to the airport?' He asked. I nodded in response. I cannot believe he is making me leave them behind. He quickly threw on a shirt and slipped out of his room. He grabbed a bag, helping me get into the lift. Once we made it outside Zayn left me on the pavement, saying that he will be coming round with the car. I agreed and waited paitently while tears still slid down my cheeks.
When Zayn pulled round, we both put the bags we had in the boot of the car. As I was walking to the passanger seat I saw that familiar face. I stopped, staring for a moment as a look of confusion came across his drunken face. I grabbed the handle of the door, opening it and sliding into the seat noticing that he was now walking faster. By the time I had closed it he was running. Zayn started the car and sped away, as the car was moving Niall tried his best to sober up and run after the car. I watched in the rear veiw mirror as he slowly gave up realizing that it was too late. Little did he know that I didn't plan on coming back.
It wasn't a long drive to the airport. Zayn walked me to the airport giving me enought money for a plane ride back to London. I thanked him for being such an amazing friend and being there when I needed someone most. Lastly I wished him luck for his next few shows that he and the boys had left. With one last long hug Zayn and I went out seperate ways.
After going through security I had to wait 30 minuets. In the waiting room I had got several texts from Niall...'Where are you?' and 'Are you okay?' and 'What is the matter?' Anger built up inside of me as I read the last text, HE HAS THE NERVE TO AS IF I AM OKAY?! He cheated on me!! He CHOSE to cheat on me!!
Minuets after I got on to the plane I drifted off to sleep. I didn't bother answering Niall. He is nothing to me.
Sorry it is short chapter and pretty boring but the next one should be better :) Much love <3
