Zayn's POV;
Today was the day Brooke was coming home from her trip, and I was so excited to see her. I haven't seen her in a few months, and I was dying to see her. I had missed her so much, and I couldn't stop thinking about her. Brooke is my girlfriend, we have been dating for about eleven months now, and I couldn't be any happier. Even though we fight all the time, I love her. I check my phone hoping to see a text message from her saying she would be here anytime, but I don't. I have a couple from Harry, and a follow on twitter. "@Lysser_ is now following you!" I open twitter first. I see this stunning girl pop up. "Alyssa Danyelle." I scroll through her pictures, and see where she is located. "Bradford, England" She's from here? Wow. I hear a knock at the door, and I lock my phone leaving the girl's profile on my phone. I walk over and open the door. "BROOKE!!!" I say wrapping my arms around her, and squeezing her, showing her how much I've missed her. "Hey." she says looking at me, not necessarily so happy to see me. "Come in, come in! You look great." I say smiling at her, "Oh, thank you." She says smiling back. God, I've missed that beautiful smile. "Look, we need to talk." she grabs my arm taking me to the couch. I can't tell if this is good or bad. "Zayn, I'm breaking up with you." I felt my heart shatter. Her phone starts buzzing, and I see "Adam<3" pop up on her phone, "Give me just a sec." she stands up walking into the kitchen, "Hi baby, yes. I made it. Yes I am. No, I'm not done yet. I will baby. Okay, love you too. Bye," she walks back into the living room and sits back down. I feel so much anger build in me. "Zayn-" she begins, but I cut her off. "You've been cheating on me? This whole fucking time?" I yell. "Zayn, I-" she starts again, "NO! When i've waited for you to come home, and I've kissed your damn feet for the last few months, and you come back telling me your gonna break up with me, and that you've been cheating on me?!" I yell at her leaving her speechless. "Baby, no. Well..." she looks down at her lap. "Get out." I say calmly. "Zayn-" "BROOKE GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." I yell and point at the door. She looks at me, with tears in her eyes. "I'm going. But, please keep in touch." She pecks my cheek, and walks out of the door. My heart ripping into two.I pull out my phone and see the girl's profile again.
Alyssa's POV;
Laying on my bed, I was scrolling through twitter. I get a nonfiction. "Zayn Malik has followed you." I click on him, not recognizing his sweet face, but seeing i followed him first. "Hmm.." "ALYSSA!" my mom yells. "WHAT?!" I yell back, getting frustrated. I never really liked my mom. "GET DOWN HERE NOW!!" she yells unhappy. "Ugh.. what did I do now." i mumble leaving my phone unlocked in my room. I always get in trouble for something I didn't even do. My mom was a heavy drinker. Nothing pleased her. I would be on the kitchen floor cleaning for hours, and it look perfectly clean, and she would make me do it all over again. I have to take care of my little brother Cole, for long periods of the day, or days. Me and Cole have different dads, and I don't know what it was but I seemed to hate my little brother. Ever since he was born, mom drank more, and hated me. She even blames me for everything.. like her miscarriages she had, and her money issues, it was all my fault in her eyes. I cried myself to sleep so many times, my pillow was soaked every night. "What, mom." I asked her. "Don't give me a fucking attitude. I put you into this world, I can sure take you out." she says and taking a drink. I could tell she has been drinking, but when is she not? "I didn't fuc-" she cuts me off, "what'd you say?" she gives me a look. "nothing, what did you need?" I say lowering my voice a little. "your father called-" "REALLY?!" I say cutting her off and getting all excited. I haven't talked to my dad since I was like five years old, so I kinda am happy about this. Knowing I am seventeen now, and he has missed out on a lot in my life... "You're not talking to him, Alyssa." My mom says bringing my excitement own, "WHY? He is my dad?" I say trying not to cry. "Alyssa, he has hurt me!" "Mom, you hit me? What do you expect him to do? He was trying to help his daughter out. Unlike you. Trying to kill me." Saying that, pissed my mom off terribly. She threw her beer bottle at me, but it misses me barely. "I WISH YOU WOULD JUST DIE!!" my mom screams at me. I run up to my room, with huge tears in my eyes. This has happened so many times I don't really know why i'm this upset. I grab my phone and keys to my car. Walking back downstairs, I say slam the door shut. I walk toward my car and get in, about to drive to Maria's house. "I wish you would just die!" My moms words just run through my head, over and over. I've never felt so awful. But knowing it was my mom, I was used to it.. I pull off onto the road headed towards Maria's. My phone buzzes, "Mom" I decline it. Getting more mad by the second I sped faster and faster. 50,55,60,65- it just keeps going higher, i was flying on back roads, over thinking and going numb. "She wants me to die? I guess this is it then."
