Broken (A 1D Fanfic)

Chapter 22

A/N: It's Emma. I'd like to thank Olivia for giving me the TOTALLY UNPLANNED CLIFFHANGER. But, it was a good chapter, so let's just hope this is just as good!

 From: Zayn

Alanna, I'm sorry... but I'm not coming back. 

I felt my eyes tear up, the pounding in my head getting worse. "Alanna, whats wrong?" Harry asked, his hand settling on the small of my back.

"He's not going to come back...." My voice was small and rough as I tried not to cry. I mean, we all thought he would be gone forever, right?

Harry gave me a worried look. "Who isn't?"

"Zayn..." Immediately after I said his name, I broke down. I should have known that he wouldn't come back, but I suppose I still had a small flicker of hope... until now. All hope was lost. He really wasn't coming back.

 Harry wrapped me in his warm arms, leading me towards his bunk bed. "Alanna Kyles, I promise to protect you more than that boy ever could." He whispered before laying my down and cuddling close to me. 

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My eyelids fluttered open, the soft light from a window shining throughout the room. I looked around, seeing no signs of people, although I could hear them. Climbing out of the bed, I made my way to the kitchen. "She awakes!" Louis joked as I stepped in. My hand slapped his shoulder as he chuckled at his own joke.

I felt arms snake around my waist from behind. "Good morning, love. How'd you sleep?" Harry's words caused a small smile to make its way onto my lips. 

"Not bad, actually." I replied honestly. 

Harry rested his chin on my shoulder. "That's good." I nodded. His fingers brushed my stomach, rubbing circles around the small bump that was there. "I hope she looks just like you." He murmurs in my ear.

"Me too, actually." My voice sounded sure, and full of confidence. We just stood there for a few moments, watchint Niall dig through the fridge, Liam text on his phone, Louis poking Liam, and Liberty laughing at Niall, whom was also complaining about not having enough food.

"Call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talk

Give your reasons, say it's not her faultBut you just met somebody new

Tell her not to get upsetSecond guessing everything, you said and doneAnd then when she gets upset tell herHow you never mean to hurt no one

Then you tell her that the only way her heart will mendIs when she learns to love againAnd it won't make sense right nowBut you're still her friend and then you let her down easy

Call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talkGive your reasons, say it's not her faultBut you just met somebody new

Don't you tell her how I give you somethingThat you never even knew you missedDon't you even try and explainHow it's so different when we kiss

You tell her that the only way her heart will mendIs when she learns to love againAnd it won't make sense right nowBut you're still her friend and then you let her down easy

Call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talkGive your reasons, say it's not her faultBut you just met somebody newAnd now it's gonna be me and you

And you tell her that the only way her heart will mendIs when she learns to love againAnd it won't make sense right nowBut you're still her friend and then you let her down easy

Call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talkGive your reasons, say it's not her fault

Call your girlfriend, it's time you had the talkGive your reasons, say it's not her faultBut you just met somebody new."

 I sang the lyrics to myself quietly. In a way, the song related to my life.. sort of. 

 "Have I ever told you that you're a pretty good singer?" I shook my head in disbelief at Harry. "Well, you are. Maybe not as good as this Harry Styles kid, but not bad either."