To Find Somebody

Prologue

"You were my worst addiction, the only one I couldn't overcome. It's like you were my favorite bottle of liquor, and when I pressed you to my lips you made me feel warm inside. But you also burned, you fucking hurt. While I ignored the burning in my throat and chest, I also became use to hurting. The liquor started numbing me to the point where I was wanting the whole bottle. And after a couple of hours my friends had to pry you from my arms and take away my keys."

My chest heaved hearing the way his voice cracked while looking at me with tears running down his face. This had been the first time I had really seen him this heart broken and of course it was my fault. I didn't know how my choices really had affected him. I was oblivious of the fact that I shattered him, I broke him.

"It fucking hurt." He screamed into the night sky. How fitting the scene was too. Black sky not a star in sight and the air was so cold you could see his lips beginning to purple as he stood in front of me in his suit. He was starting to look like a stranger, then again so had I. We became strangers to each other without realizing it.

Silence grew between us the sound of our uneven breaths echoing while we stared at each other waiting for one of us to talk. But we didn't. I wanted nothing more than to run to him and press my lips onto his but I couldn't make my feet more. I couldn't take the first step. I knew I was bad for him, I knew that from the start we had first met.

"I was fine! I was completely fine before you came back. You should have just left me alone. We both agreed not to do this. You were the one who said that you didn't love ME. So you don't get to come back here and say that you do. Because you don't. You don't leave some one you love, you don't fucking do that." He explained tugging at his hair.

"Zayn, hey man its starti- Are you alright?" Niall asked coming out from the ballroom onto the patio. He was also was wearing a suit but his was a dark navy color compared to Zayn's cream colored. Zayn peered back over his shoulder at his concerned friend and gave him a quick smile. "Yeah man, I'll be down in ten." Niall glanced between the two of us before giving him a hesitant nod and made his way toward the door. Zayn watched as he left making sure he was gone before he started speaking again. I took this opportunity and moved closer to him closing in whatever space we had left between us.

The smell of red wine on my lips and the bourbon on his now filled the air but made it more alluring. We stared at each other locking eyes. Our breaths that were once uneven now started speeding up. His had reached up touching my face his thumb grazing over my mouth. I felt myself lean more toward him our bodies pressing together. His hand made his way down to the side of my neck, his fingertips stopping above my collarbone. His other hand making its way to my lower back, it slightly raised my black silk dress.

"You can't keep doing this." Zayn said Alexia taking his breath away. "Doing what?" I replied.

"Making me fall for you each time."

"I love you." I said and before I knew he kissed me. His lips moving with mine. She pushed me up against the wall his kisses running down my neck and our breaths starting to quicken. So did the movement of our hands his hands moving and tracing my body.

"I can't." Zayn said but still continued to kiss me. Our kisses grew more eager and rushed as if we couldn't get enough of each other. " you aren't stopping. " I replied, and it was true he wasn't stopping. " You make me do stupid things." I ignored him my hands going up to his hair, until his pulled apart. our foreheads resting on each other trying to catch our breath.

"What the fuck?" Harry said staring at the two. We quickly pushed away from each other. "Zayn you're bride is waiting at the alter. Not to mention Alexia you're the maid of honor. " Harry mutter obviously disappointed in the two.

"Harry wait!" Alexia said running towards him. "No Alexia stop. " Harry said shaking his head. "Just stop. And zayn mate. Wipe the fucking lip stick off your mouth."

Alexia and Zayn looked at each other not saying a word. "I have to go. Well, we need to go.." He whispered wiping the makeup off his lip and following the way Harry came from. "What happen to our promise?" Alexia said stopping him in his tracks making him turn around. "To forever be my person? You won't stop being my person. I will love you, always. But its different now." he said throwing his arms up in defeat. "Its just different." He said and left the room.

"FUCK," Alexia screamed running her hands through her hair. She did her best for the tears not to pour down her face and bit on her cheek to try to take away her pain. She composed herself as she grabbed her flowers and headed towards the entrance of the ceremony, taking her place as the maid of honor. "Did you do it? Is he okay?" Her best friend, bride asked. "Don't worry Megan, I'm sure he will be here. I talked him down." Alexia said giving her a kind smile, before it quickly faded as she saw him make his was to the ceremony space.

"Now, lets fix your make up. It's your wedding day after all." Alexia said grabbing some tissues for Meg and her lip gloss and tried to put herself together as if her heart wasn't breaking into a million pieces.