If I Could Fly (( A One Direction Fan Fiction ))

Chapter 10.

Zayn's PoV

Skylar dropped to the ground as she cried. It wasn't loud or sobbing, no it was worse. It was silent. The kind of crying where you want to scream, but you don't want anyone to hear you. The type of crying when you hold your breath and clutch your stomach because you can't breath, the type of crying that only happens when your broken. The type of crying that I've seen too much of.

Harry and Lydia were at her side in a heartbeat. Niall ran over to his sister, shoving the bewildered Liam out of the way. Together the three of them managed to calm her uneven breaths, though, despite their efforts, her tears didn't stop.

Niall picked up his sister, holding her close to his chest as he carried her over to the living room. He sat her on a arm chair that faced away from the window.

Lydia left the room returning with a box of tissues. She handed the box to Skylar, which she great fully took. Lydia took Liam's spot beside me, I looked over at her.

"What happened? Is she okay?" I wanted to say, but I didn't want to be the one to break the silence. Lydia looked over at me, looking into my eyes for a moment before shaking her head 'no' as if she had known what I was thinking.

We sat in silence for a minute, everyone looking at Skylar, all trying to process what had just happened. Skylar would sniffle, and wipe under her eyes every so often, smudging her already running mascara. Despite her matted hair, her red puffy eyes, and her mascara, she looked beautiful.

Skylar let out a hollow laugh, there was no hint of humor, not in her eyes nor in her voice. I furrowed my brow in confusion, glancing around the room, I knew the others felt the same. My gaze snapped back to Skylar when sniffled again. She wiped under her nose with a tissue before laughing hollowly once more.

"I know what you're all thinking, you're just all too scared to speak up; break the silence." She looked around the room, she had stopped crying, yet tears welled at the corner of her eyes, threatening to spill out once more.

"I know how this works, you'll agree with me, then you'll try to get me to speak my mind. I'll refuse, eventually you give up, and then I'll regret not telling you, in the end I tell you anyways, so let's just skip to the end..."

Skylar's PoV

I looked around the room, my eyes watering as my gaze fell on each person in the room. From Lydia to Zayn, Liam to Niall, and Louis to Harry. They all nodded softly, I sighed squeezing my eyes shut tightly, trying to push away the tears that were once again forming. I opened my eyes once more.

"Well, when me and Harry first entered the auditorium-.."

"It was Harry's fault, I knew it!" My brother yelled.

"Niall, let her tell the full story before you go jumping to conclusions." Liam sighed, Niall grumbled, but nodded.

"Continue whenever you're ready love, we don't want you to feel like you're being rushed." Zayn spoke up from his spot on the love seat, next to Lydia.

"When we first entered together, I saw Dave, so I went to go say 'hi' to him." I told the group. I saw a few confused faces.

"Dave is her boyfriend." Lydia spoke up, Louis, Zayn and Liam all nodded. I bit my lip, nodding slightly, feeling my eyes tearing up again.

"He was acting really weird, he said that 'he'd talk to me after, and that his friend wanted him'. I agreed, and that's when Harry came up to me, leading me to where you were all sitting. I saw Dave with another girl..." I felt my throat tighten, my voice threatened to break.