Half A Heart

Chapter 20

So this is a long journey... The way there was awesome because all of us were happy and Louis would hold me and kiss me on the forehead while whispering things to me. Little, tiny secrets that to some people don’t matter at all, but the fact that they were ours was what made them so special.

But now it’s silent, Liam tapping on his knee to the beat of the song playing through the speakers in the van, Harry staring out the window, Niall sleeping, Zayn watching my every move and Louis engrossed on his phone.

It vibrates and manage to sneak a quick peak at his screen, instantly regretting it and sighing loudly. He’s texting her already?

“Curiosity killed the cat,” Louis says loudly, not really directing it at anyone but you could tell he was talking to me.

“Well it’s a good thing it has nine lives then,” I retort, Zayn making a hissing sound and Liam dragging out an ‘oh’.

“She burned you good, man,” Zayn chuckles but Louis don’t even smile.

“Shut the fuck up, man,” he yells, throwing his phone at the floor and burying his face in his hands.

“Switch places with me,” Zayn orders Louis strictly, but Louis just laughs slightly, raising his eyebrows at him. Zayn, however, takes off his seatbelt and practically pushes Louis out of his seat, squeezing in so he’s sitting next to me.

“What the hell?!” Louis growls, gaping at him angrily.

“Didn’t think you’d care,” Zayn shrugs, wrapping an arm around my waist.

I smile, resting my head on Zayn’s shoulder and taking in my best friends scent. He really does smell so fresh and so clean clean (AAOOD reference ;) if you get it I love you)... He plays with a piece of my hair, whispering in my ear about how Louis’ an idiot.

“Thank you,” I stutter slightly, biting my lip to hold back unwanted tears. I don’t even know why I’m crying; I’m not really sad right now, nor am I happy... It’s a mix of emotions... Grateful for Zayn switching places with Louis. But also, so incredibly empty.

“I don’t care,” Louis huffs, folding his arms across his chest.

“Good,” Zayn nods.

“Good,” Louis mimics, rolling his eyes.

~*~

“TELL ME YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE, ‘CAUSE IT’S NOT AN ILLUSION TO ME!” I sing along with three fifths of One Direction, in the back room of their tour bus. Louis’ texting in his bunk and Harry doesn’t want to join in.

“Why are all of your songs about love?” I pout, scrolling through the songs on the CD player. 

“I don’t know, not all of them are,” Niall shakes his head and I raise an eyebrow at him.

“I have loved you since we were eighteen, I’m not done yet falling for you, nobody loves you baby the way I do, will you ever love me again, I’ve got no control I’m yours, once in a lifetime you were mine, yeah I fell for you-” 

Liam cuts me off, “I think we get it.”

“You see my point?” I lean back on the couch.

“Yep,” Zayn nods.

Harry’s been silent this whole time and he doesn’t look like he’s planning to talk anytime soon.

“Harry,” I whisper, moving towards him and trying to gain his attention.

“Hazza bear, I think maybe you need to... Um... Sleep it off?” I suggest and he stares at me for a moment before nodding, standing up and walking out.