Heart Attack!

  ( A/N: I got the first chapter idea from a pref/imagine I read on tumblr. I forgot who wrote it but I want to give it credit )

      Sitting at the counter of the Starbucks, I couldn't help but feel the urge to retch. "So...that's why I'm leaving you again." He said quickly as if he wanted to just get it over with. I sighed and wrapped my hand harder on the cup, turning my knuckles white. Inside,I was giving up and I had put out too much for this to even remain a healthy relationship.

  "This..," I started saying,averting his evasive eyes, "isn't going to work out. It's not getting anywhere Niall.I'm just going to head home and forget about it." Hiding my obvious disappointment with a sort of blunt coldness, I shrugged on my jacket and turned to him. "Thanks for paying for the coffee." I passively mumbled as I exited, he didn't grab my hand or try to stop me from leaving.

   I probably walked half a block before I heard thundering footstep's behind me. Stiffening you knew it was Niall,and turning just barely before he cornered you on the wall of a building. "Don't walk away from me." He pleaded, in an almost faint hissing whisper. "Don't you leave me empty and alone, without you. Goddamn it." He said heavily,his breath smelling of strong coffee and mint. A smirk played on my face, "Leaving you?" His nostrils flared in frustration,"What are you--" He started to holler but I put a hand up. "Niall Horan! You left me last week in the middle of our anniversary to fly out to France?!  And had the nerve to tell me that I wasn't allowed to come with you or see you? Then you expect me..come running at the sound of your voice and love you?!" His eyes gave way to a new emotion.

  "Princess.." He said trying to grab a hold of my hand. "Stop it!" I yelled in his face, dropping my purse on the ground. "No,I'm not easy! You wanna make up?" I openly laughed in his face, feeling all the rage that had built up over the last couple months come rushing out. "I just need to know one thing," I said,rising up to full stature. "When you leavin' me again?" 

  "This is my job! You know what you were expecting when you got with me." He reasoned,rubbing his temples trying to remain calm. "Well, it wasn't what you said it'd be like a year ago." We were together for a year already, he joined X-Factor,got places in a group called ; "One Direction", and suddenly, they were a mega hit boyband.

   "What else did you expect?!" He hissed acidly, "Fame always has girls,traveling,promotions.You can't see me everyday but isn't it enough that you get to see me now?!" I shook my head,biting back the tears that stung my eyes. I thought back to the hurried visits,the sleep with each other-wake up alone visits, and then the days off he got. Which only happened once in a blue moon.

   It wasn't enough, and he's standing here absorbed in the thought of losing the only thing that gave him a sense of stability. And it doesn't matter that I'm a person, because the saddest part is that I don't care. "I have to catch a train tomorrow Niall." I say, picking up my purse again and pushing past his arm.

  "Don't leave me." I heard him yell, "Don't take another step!" I kept walking, letting the tears pool around in my lower eye before they blurred my vision completely. And I don't know if I could ever love someone whose existance made me want to kill myself.