Finally Free

Finally Free

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As soon as I look up and his enchanting brown gaze entraps mine, I suck in a sharp breath and I feel like I've just been punched in the stomach. My lungs suddenly stop working and I find myself having to remind myself to breathe. I can feel my heart trying to punch it's way out of my chest, disappointing my brain once again by it's reaction. He doesn't seem to be doing better than I am, to my relief. I'd feel like the biggest loser if he was completely careless about this situation. His full lips are parted as his eyes reflect something that I can't decipher. Needles to say, shock is written all over his face. Just when I think we're going to stay tere in silence and stare at eachother forever, he speaks up. "Perrie. Hi." His voice comes out hoarse, almost inautible but it still sends chills down my spine. God I'm so angry for reacting to him like this. I'm supposed to act like an ice queen towards him after what he did to me. Pictures of a months long heartache flash through my mind, and I'm suddenly reminded of what he put me through. Rage starts to replace the shock and enchantment. The least I can do for myself is show him that he doesn't affect me anymore, that what he did to me only made me stronger, that I'm not the person he once knew. "W-What are you-... doing here?" Zayn stutters, trying to make out what to say. Just when I was about to open my mouth to ask him the same and show that I'm the one who's composed and in control, Gigi finally shows up. As soon as her gaze lands on him and I, both standing in her living room frozen and jaw dropped, her eyes look like they could pop out of her skull anytime now and panic washes over her. "Zayn? What the hell are you doing here?"
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I took a deep sigh before trying to remember the good times. I turned to Louis' grave smiling weakly. "Louis? I know you can't hear me, but you're watching. Remember that time I tried to kiss you in the dressing room and you ran out like a little priss." I laughed softly turning to Liam's grave. "And Liam.. remember when you confessed your love to Harry to me and made me try to break them up, but it turns out you had the hots for Zayn?" I now turned to Zayn's grave. "Zayn.. we didn't really have any memories, I always felt like you didn't love me. But I know now, you always loved and respected me deep inside your heart. I always loved and respected you. Well, I always will love and respect you." I looked over to Harry's grave giving it a kiss as Liam would want me to. "Harry.. I remember the good times we had together, the endless banters, and jokes. You all were my best lads. You always will be. This is not the last of us. I will stay strong.. for you guys.. I will be strong." I whispered as tears began to brink. I started to cry for the last time as I felt four hands touch my shoulder, two pairs on each side. "We love you too Niall." I heard voices unison causing me to snap up. But everything was cut off with blackness.

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