Various beer cans and bottles were tossed around the apartment, the place smelling like pizza and Chinese food. Harry coughed and closed the door behind him, scanning his eyes over your flat, then he saw you on the couch.
“Y/N?” He asked quietly. Your head shot up at his familiar voice as you rolled off the couch as quickly as you could and tugged your shirt down.
“H-Harry! Oh, geez. I didn’t know y-you were coming to get your stuff today, I’m sorry, I’ll just get a couple things out of the way.” You stuttered, picking up the pizza box and the beer cans. You nearly tripped, stumbling over the remote control.
“Y/N, love..” You continued to clean, not wanting to think about how you and Harry weren’t dating anymore. The constant ache in your heart wasn’t exactly making it easy though.
“Just give me a sec, I’ll get this place cleaned up.” You breathed out, shoving candy wrappers and chip bags into a garbage bag, the clutter of cans and bottles echoing through the flat.
“Y/N.” Harry said sternly, grabbing your wrist and tugging you towards him. He looked at your tired, bloodshot eyes, dark circles under them. “You need to sleep.”
“I’m fine, bab- Harry.” You muttered, pulling away from him and tossing the garbage bag to the side.
“You’re not fine, c’mon.” Harry pulled you to the bedroom and made you lie down, covering the blankets over you. What you weren’t expecting was Harry crawling in next to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m still in love with you.. I came back so we could talk about giving us another shot.”
“I’m over him, I’m over him.” You reassured yourself once you spotted a magazine cover with Niall on it. You grabbed it and read the words quickly, letting out a heavy sigh.
Boy-band member, Niall Horan seen with a new girl! Is she the one for him?
“No, she’s clearly not.” You scoffed. “I’m the one for him.”
“I told you to stay away from the magazine section.” You heard Y/F/N huff, snatching the magazine from you and shoving it back on the shelf. “You need to get over him. He’s moved on, Y/N.” Her blunt words made your heart feel a slight twinge of pain as you stared at the cover again.
“Y/N, as much as I love you.. you’re being a little pathetic right now.” Y/F/N grumbled. She’d been dealing with you and your tantrums for as long as she could recall, but this one was a little more important than the others. She had been taking care of you for the past three months, making sure you were eating properly among other things.
“You don’t understand.. We were together for two years.” You whimpered.
“I know you two were together for two years, but your lives just don’t.. they don’t match up with each other. He’s famous, you’re going to university. That girl in the magazine with him, she’s their new stylist so she’s travelling around the world with him, and their relationship matches up. He’s going to be with her like, 24/7, unlike when you’d see him once every six months. You need to accept it and move on, okay?”
“I.. I can’t.” You shook your head, your cheeks burning up from anger. She was supposed to be your best friend, and all she could tell you was to move on? You knew you were a wreck without Niall, and you just needed some time alone.
Ten days. Ten days, four hours, and three seconds since Louis left. You sat on your side of the bed, clutching a mug of tea that had already gone cold. Your hollow eyes stared at the TV in front of you, yet all you could focus on was the picture of you and Louis next to it. Your stomach grumbled for the millionth time today, reminding you that you hadn’t been eating a lot for the past few days. Your meal consisted mostly of earl grey tea, and half a banana. You looked over at Louis’ side of the bed, the sheets still crisp, untouched. The pillow you rested your head on smelled of his shampoo, making you miss him even more. You were so consumed with the thoughts of Louis that you hadn’t noticed he had walked in your room, the house key in his hand.
“Y/N, are you okay?” Your lips that used to be so plump, soft, was now chapped. Your cheeks that used to be full of colour, replaced with paleness. You looked over at him, your breathing the only thing that could be heard. Louis walked over to you and took the mug from your frail hands. You could feel the familiar warmth as his fingers brushed over yours ever so slightly. “Y/N?” He asked softly. There was no response as your gaze remained on the photo.
“I miss you too, you know.” He mumbled, his hand cupping your jaw. You pushed his hand off weakly and turned your head to the side, resorting to hiding under the duvets again.
“You have one more chance, Louis.” You managed to choke out before closing your eyes.
“Christ, Y/N. Careful there.” Y/F/N muttered, grabbing the tray before you toppled over from carelessly bumping into the counter. “I told you you should’ve stayed home today.”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” You sighed, snatching the tray back and grabbing the steaming plate of pancakes, serving them to the customers.
“Y/N.. you’re still wearing his..” Y/F/N glanced at the necklace Zayn had bought for your birthday as you quickly tucked it behind your coffee-stained uniform.
“It’s.. It’s my favourite thing to wear, it’s not a big deal. S’just a necklace.” You mumbled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Where’s my pencil?” You questioned, looking around.
“In your hair.” Y/F/N grabbed the yellow pencil from your hair, handing it to you. “Seriously, it’s been three days, honey. You can’t be at work, you need to recover from.. you know. The breakup. I can take over.” She smiled softly.
“Look, I’m over it. Okay? Stop talking ‘bout it.” You snapped, walking over to a customer who had just walked in. “Hi, what would you like this morni-“ You froze upon recognizing a familiar pair of hazel eyes.
“Y/N?” Zayn whispered. You then noticed Perrie sitting next to him with a nervous look on her face.
“What are you doing here?” You asked, fiddling with your necklace. “Is this a date?” You were afraid of hearing the answer.
“I.. well.. it’s..” Zayn stuttered. “Yes, it is.” He admitted, clutching Perrie’s hand in his own. “How have you bee-“
“What would you like this morning?” You interrupted him, clenching your jaw as your brought your pencil to your notepad. Your eyes were beginning to water, you just couldn’t believe he had gotten over you so quickly.
“I’ll take over. What would you two like this morning?” Y/F/N nudged you out of the way, a fake smile plastered on her face. She gestured you to head to the back as you chewed on your bottom lip, quickly wiping a fallen tear away as you rushed behind the counter. This was it. There was no chance that you and Zayn were ever going to get back together.
“Jam..” You muttered as you wheeled the cart into the confiture section, grabbing a jar of strawberry jam and tossing it carelessly into the cart as it rattled with the various other items you had taken.
“We need tea too.” Y/F/N reminded you, grabbing some apricot jam for herself.
“Mm.” You rolled your eyes when you heard a giggle from behind you. “Couples, I’m guessing.” You scoffed, shaking your head.
“Liam, stop!” The voice squealed. Your eye twitched upon the name, and you couldn’t help but turn around. There, in front of you, was Liam.. and his new girlfriend. You had heard about her in the tabloids, but you expected that they were just rumours. You just didn’t expect that Liam would’ve gotten another girlfriend in a short amount of time.
“Y/N, stop looking. You’re over him, remember?” Y/F/N tapped your shoulder, tossing a pack of earl grey into the cart.
“What an asshole.” You said to no one in particular. A small pang of pain was felt as you saw Liam lean forward and give his new girlfriend a kiss on the cheek. Y/F/N’s eyes widened when she noticed you starting to wheel the cart towards them. “I’m going to murder him.” You said in a monotone, almost like your soul wasn’t in your body anymore.
“Hey, Y/N. Stop.” Y/F/N hissed, grabbing your shoulder. You responded by pushing her hand off harshly, ditching the cart and beginning to pick up your speed. “Y/N!” Y/F/N warned. Liam turned his head and his jaw dropped slightly as his girlfriend moved out of the way.
“You’re a bastard!” You lunged for your ex, tackling him to the ground and smacking at his chest. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!” You sobbed, continuing to assault his chest.
“Get off him, you freak!” His girlfriend shrieked, grabbing at your shoulders.
“You left me when I needed you most!” You weeped, tears streaking down your cheeks as your fists started slowing down.
“Y/N, Y/N!” You felt Y/F/N wrap her arms around your waist and pull you up slowly as you continued letting out broken sobs, your palms covering your face. “I’m so sorry.” Y/F/N apologized to Liam as his eyes softened watching you in this wrecked state.
“You promised you wouldn’t leave..” You whimpered, Y/F/N rubbing your back for comfort.
“Shh.. it’s okay. You’re okay.” Y/F/N sighed, shaking her head. You were lost without Liam, and she had no clue what to do.
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