And just like that he lost everything.
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He stood, watching helplessly as one night took everything from him.
He couldn't do anything, couldn't stop the horror unfolding before his eyes as all his hard work was rendered useless, all done for nothing.
She stood on the stairs, walking gracefully downwards. She was walking towards him, in theory, but her eyes, mascara smudged and empty, glided past him, as if he weren't there at all.
She looked like a princess, a princess who's throne had just been taken and who was now filled with sorrow and jealousy, but not hatred, never hatred.
"Y/n, where are you going?", he asked, eyes pleading, but she would never see that.
"Home", she answered vacantly, eyes never meeting his. She held in a sniffle, not wanting to seem weak. Just because he was losing everything didn't mean she would too. She still had her dignity, and he would never see her break, never know what he did to her.
He shook his head, blonde hair moving slightly from side to side. His blue eyes searched her face, she stared at the ground, at her hand clutching her suitcase tightly and spotted a ring on her middle finger.
A promise ring, an infinity sign embedded into it. It was given to her all those months ago, when he had promised her the world. When she was his everything.
"but this is your home", he said, confused.
"Was my home", she corrected. She placed the suitcase down momentarily. That one action, despite her previous words, filled George with a hope. Was she staying?
Her elegant fingers slipped the ring off and she walked the last two steps to him.
She placed the ring into his hand and brushed past him. Her shoulder knocking his was the only contact between them.
"Please y/n", he begged, but the door was already closed, leaving him staring at the delicate oak pattern. He sank to the floor, sobbing as his thoughts came full circle, he truly had lost everything.
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His phone wouldn't stop pinging, a constant reminder of everything he had lost.
He already knew what he would find when he checked it, fans begging for them to stay together, thanking him for three years, wishing they had met them before they broke up and all asking the same thing "why?"
George sat sobbing on the floor and asking himself the same question, but even he couldn't find an answer to it, and he knew it would haunt him forever.
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Y/n had nowhere to go. She knew this as she left the house, as she sobbed while walking the streets of the busy towns aimlessly. She knew it, but she couldn't bring herself to stay. She couldn't bear to sit in a room with him, begging for forgiveness or telling her he loved her, that he was sorry he cheated. It didn't change the fact, he had cheated on her.
She felt sorry for him, of course she did, she loved him. And it's hard to watch someone you love in pain, in agony, and he was. He was watching his hard work wash away with the rain. He watched his career fall apart. Everything he had built himself, gone in one day, of course she felt bad, but it wasn't enough.
Pity wasn't enough to make her forgive him, she didn't think she would ever be able to.
You can't forgive someone who cheats, makes you feel worthless, not enough. She didn't know how, and she didn't want to try.
Her phone was blowing up.
People were asking if she knew the reason behind New Hope Clubs split.
As a matter of fact, she didn't, she hadn't asked, her anger got the best of her and she sure as hell wasn't going back now to ask.
Angrily she pulled her phone out and silenced it, but a text caught her eye.
George
Y-n you know I'm sorry. We can fix this. Please come home. I'm so worried about you.
It was one of many. Y/n saw red, angry tears began to blur her vision as she unlocked the screen, ignoring him.
She entered twitter and began to type furiously.
@/yourusername
I don't know why NHC split up so please stop asking! If the boys want to tell the fans they will.
@/yourusername
On another note.
George did something unforgivable and I'm not even ashamed or sorry to be saying it. If you're reading this G, you hurt me and I'm not coming back, I just can't, but I hope you're happy. I know your life is falling apart right now, but you've lost me, that's on you. I guess you're left with nothing, oh well, maybe she'll want you now, eh?
She knew it was a malicious thing to say, that she shouldn't, but all her hurt and resentment and upset just came pouring out. She knew he'd read it and she wanted to tell him how she felt, without directly texting him. She wanted the world to know how wrong he was, she wanted to maybe feel appreciated or worth something, but he had taken all that.
He had taken everything good about herself and ruined it.
Her confidence- gone, she was so low, she wanted to hide from the world forever, but she was still wandering the streets, unsure of where to sleep tonight.
Her self worth had vanished because all that self worth used to come from him.
He used to assure her she was beautiful and he loved her. Now she didn't have a constant stream of affection, actually, she had no affection from anyone and she felt ugly and worthless.
Maybe she was prettier than me, she wondered.
Maybe she made him laugh more,
Had a more expensive taste in clothes,
Could sing like an angel.
Maybe she was everything that I'm not.
A hotel caught her eye in the distance.
I guess, she thought, I don't have a home anymore.
I don't have anything.
George lost a lot, sure, but I lost George and he meant the world to me.
She dragged her tired body into the hotel, checked into a room and made her way to the room.
She opened the door, wiping mascara from her eyes, and pulled open her suitcase.
She flicked on the tv as a distraction and took one of his t shirts she had packed from her suitcase.
It was the only thing she had of him right now and she held it tightly. Curling up into a ball on the bed, she snuggled her face into it, inhaling his smell and fell asleep, too tired to fight the fact that she already missed him.
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Sorry it's so sad but writing sad helps me channel my emotions and feel better
Hope you don't mind :) x
Love you all (tHANKS FOR 30K BTW THATS INSANE)
