diana

08 // It's for the best

"Ohhh," I moan, as he delievers another painful, but pure lust thrust inside of me. The bed is rocking back and forth, squeeching against the wooden floor. After Harry broke up our little romance, I called up a very close friend of mine, who absolutely loves to fuck. He hit the most senitive area, I let a deep moan escape my swollen lips. Panting, sweating, we are almost close to our highs. It's only a matter of seconds before we both explode. I arch my back, as I feel a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. He lets out a loud moan as he explodes in the condom. He is panting as he collapse beside me. "That was fantastic," he pants. I smile, blushing a little.

I struggle to sit upright to lean on the headboard. Daniel does the same. "Daniel?" I poke him in the ribs after making sure my boobs were covered. He looks up at me, with dark eyes, "Yes, Di?" I laugh, oh that damn nickname, "Can you hand me my pack of cigarettes off the nightstand?" He turns and reaches for the pack of cigarettes as he hands them to me. "Thanks," I smile.

I pull a cigarette out of the package. Covering the end and lighting it up, I take several drags, blowing the toxic fuels out of my body. Usually, the guy would leave right after having sex, but Daniel is different. He knows when I'm upset and stays until it's time for round two. Which happens a lot, actually. Daniel and I dated a couple of years ago, but it was nothing serious. We were your basic fuck couple. We love the adrenline rush from the pleasure. We still remain friends with benefits, if its not obvious.

I let the cigarette hang in my mouth. I lift myself off the warm bed in search for my clothes. I found my underwear and pants by the bathroom, so I slip them on, quickly. Putting on a shirt, whiling walking out of the room into the kitchen.

Daniel follows behind, but soon stops to pick up a piece of crumpled paper on the floor. "Di?" Daniel asked. I turn around, narrowing my eyebrows, "What is that?" I point to the worn out paper. He hands it to me. It's a letter from Rose. I must have missed her come in.

Diana,

Liam has asked me to move in with him. I decided to see how things go from here. But don't worry, You can still have the apartment, and I will still pay for the rent until you find a job. i have left you the car that is in the driveway. Keys are on the table by the front door. Please call me! We need to catch up. Liam says hey! I'm sorry about what happened between you and Harry. I love you, Di.

Love always,

Rose

I reread over the written words on the paper. No wonder the apartment feels empty. No wonder she hasn't been coming home. She left. Rose serious has left. But worst of all, she left me. Her best friend.

I shouldn't be crying, but I am hurt all over again. With Rose leaving, Harry's not talking to me, Rose's letter metioning Harry, and Zayn. Daniel left over an hour ago. He couldn't see me like this. Daniel has always known me as strong, never weak.

I flick the heavy ashes off my cigarette as I suck in a deep inhale of nicotine. I repeat and repeat until I am able to light up another. Why does everyone that I care about leaves me?

I need to call Rose. Even though, I am extremely mad at her. I need a friend. I pick up my phone, dialing her number and holding the phone against my ear.

"Hello," Rose answers on the second ring.

"Hey Rose." I sigh.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Rose, I think it's time for me to move to California with my aunt."

She stays quiet for a few seconds, "Are you sure that is what you want?"

I take a deep breath, before answering, "Yes. I'm absolutely positive."

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We talked for hours. It felt really good to hear from her again. I sure have missed her. Her and Liam are doing wonder. I'm so jealous. I am so overjoyed that she found someone who treats her right.

I haven't heard a word from Harry. No calls, no cute messages, no picture messages, nothing. After he broke things off with me, yesterday. I broke down. It was so bad, I barely could catch my breathe. I felt better later that night.

Today, I will have to drop out of school in order to move across the country. I hope it goes smoothly.

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Arriving at school was a constant reminder of Harry and Zayn. I sigh. I will no longer have to suffer like this. Heading to the office, I spot a mop of brown curly hair, I make a bee line to the front of the ladies sitting in comfortable looking chairs. "Can I help you?" A young woman with brown wavy hair and a cheap nail job ask. I think her name is Carla. "Yes. I need a form to drop out of school to move." She looks surprise. Oh god. "Here is a form, you can sit in one of those chairs and fill them out." She orders, her voice calm. I nod my head, making my way to the seats.

I read over the form which was just a load of bullshit.

Drop Out Form

Name: _______________________

Age:______________________

DOB:________________

What country are you moving too?

Why are you dropping out?

And it goes on and on. I fill out the entire form before handing it back to her. "You can go, return your books and clean out your locker." I nod, making my way out of the office and into the hallway. Where every human being lives during school. I spot people I do not want to see.

I make my way to my math class, where Harry is in that class. I push the door open, revealing the class full of students, and the teacher talking about a lesson. My eyes met a pair of green ones. I look away. "Well nice of you to join us, Miss Walker." I groan, "I am just hear to return my book." He looks at me, eyebrows in a frown, "Why?" Everyone in the room has turned their attention to us. Great. "I...I...umm...I'm moving." I stutter. Everyone gasps. I look at Harry. He looks shocked. I give Mr. David, my math book.

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I have returned all of my books and cleaned out my digusting locker. I have started packing my things to leave. Rose is over to help while Liam left to get us some food.

As Rose and I are almost done packing all of my clothes, there is a loud bang on the door. "Oh, that must be Liam. I'll get it!" I yell, walking towards the door. I open the door, to my absolute shock, Harry is standing in front of the doorway. I almost slam the door in his face, but he puts his foot in the way. He looks like he is out of breathe like he ran here.

"Diana, Why?' he ask sounding sadder than ever.

"Why what?" I ask very aggravated right now. I just want to finish packing.

He looks at me. His eyes bright, "Why are you leaving?"

I sigh, "It's for the best, Harry."

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