-Skylar-
"You can't just keep ignoring them, Sky." Delilah stated, Crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back in her chair. I rolled my eyes, staring out into the wide open space of Delilah's hotel room, and trying to ignore Delilah's statment.
"Yes I can, And I will." I replied, sounding quite stuck up, but didn't mean too. I brought my hands towards my brown curls, bringing it into a ponytail and taking the pink and white striped elastic from my wrist, tying it neatly around my hair. Delilah groaned, not liking my response, and began chugging down her small bottle of vodka, cringing at the stinging sensation that burned her throat.
"You still love him, Don't you?" She breathed, Her voice rough due to the strong liquid. The bags underneath her eyes, signalling she was getting tired, and quite drunk may I add. She had been drinking uncontrollably lately, throwing away her nights like they were nothing, and ending them with a burp and a snore.. It's worrying me, But with Delilah's attitude, I don't want to say anything that she might take the wrong way. I sighed, knowing the awnser quite well to Delilah's question, But who would I be to say that I still did? After everything he had done to me? Everything he made me feel? Everything he put me through for those past months, not even calling to apologize? Or even say he loved me one last time, Before hanging up that phone? How stupid would I sound if I actually told her I was still in love with him?
"No.." I lied, Feeling a bit dizzy at the thought of telling the truth.. It was rubbish. Why would I chase after Zayn, When he should be the one chasing after me? He's the one who hurt me, who didn't want to make it work.. He's the one who actually lied when he said he loved me.
I was just some girl to Zayn Malik, Some girl he could say he dated..
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-Zayn-
"RUBBISH!" Louis shouted, pointing his carrot in my direction while his eyebrows furrowed. I knew Lou was joking, But I wasn't in the mood for some laughs at the moment.. They want to know who Skylar is, And how I know her. Truth is, I don't want to tell them.. I don't want them to lecture me about how I shouldn't have let Simon bring love between my career.. I don't want their sympathy, And I don't even want to say Skylar's name out loud.. It's so hard to say her name, and try to block out the shivers that run down my back whenever it happen's. It's hard to think that I told her it wasnt going to work, and hung up the phone on her without one response asking Why. I didn't even get the chance to tell her one last time that I loved her.. Because, I really did. I wanted her to know how important she was to me.. How much special impact she put on my life when we were together, and how much terrible impact she put on my life when we weren't. It's hurting me and tearing my up inside to see her act to god damn happy infront of me, and infront of the press.. Or just infront of everyone in general.. It hurts to see she has already moved on, and seeing as I haven't.. I should've known she wouldn't wait forever.. It's my fault that we aren't holding hands and telling eachother we love eachother today..
"Lou..Please just drop it." sighed, Bringing my legs to my chest and looking at he screen filled with interviewers.. The sweet smell of apple pie filled my nostrils as I realized Liam was making it in the kitchen, humming to a song I didn't recognize. Christmas time was coming, and I realized that the germany party was being held for us, where we open presents from fans and gratefully thank them before leaving.. Not liking the fact that I couldn't spend it with my family pained me, and it hurt even more knowing I was spending it with Sky, who hated me with a burning passion.
"How do you know her, Zayn?" Louis pushed, Trying to get the words out of me. Trust me, All I want to do is just let it all out.. Tell them my feeling's of what its like to loose someone you truly care about. I was utterly stupid for choosing my career over her.. She was more than that. She meant more then my career, And I should've known that back then.
"Just some red carpet meeting," I lied through my teeth, knowing the correct awnser to that question. I think, Maybe she's avoiding me.. Obviously her blood boils when she see's me, and her feelings for me have dissapeared and turned into extreme utter hate.
"Psh, Red carpet my arse." Lou scoffed, throwing his carrot in the air and letting it fall down back into his hands again.. He caught it in his mouth, happily munching on the tip of the veggie, Smirking as he did so. I rolled my eyes, hating how stubborn his attitude was, and picked myself up off the couch, hating the extruciating pain that shot through my leg.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked, looking away from his rubbish laptop and meeting my gaze. I groaned, shrugging my shoulders. "I don't know.. For a walk, I guess." I mumbled, slipping on my blue and white Nike's and red Varsity jacket, Looking in the reflection of the window, spiking my quiff a bit quickly and walking towards the door. "Come back, The tour bus leaves tonight." Liam demanded, being the daddy directioner he is and actually caring.. I shrugged my shoulders, nodding in agree and slamming the door before getting a response from anyone.
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