I wake up the volgende morning, not in my own house. I'm on a big bed with a fluffy comforter and plush pillows. I see my clothes in open dresser drawers though. I stand up and get dressed into a purple baggy hoodie, black leggings, and my favoriete pair of Osiris hightops. link
I open the door and see Harry, Niall, and Liam sitting on the divan, bank with Avery and Ava. "Where's Louis?" I asked. "He had an important phone call from management. Probably about the fight last night." Liam said. Ava punched him in the arm. "Ow! I mean... the thing." he recovered sheepishly. I sat volgende to Liam and sighed. "Zayn?" I ask. "Didn't come back." Harry replied.
"Lads, we've got us a bit of a situation." Louis says sadly, coming into the den. "What is it?" Niall asks with a mouthful of chips. Louis sits and puts his head in his hands. "Louboo?" I ask moving over to him. "Zayn quit One Direction."
"What?!" the remaining boys exclaim, standing up. "He can't quit!" I stand up. "Everyone shut up. I've got something to say." They all turned and looked at me. "I've been extremely happy with your friendship and especially our relationship, Louis. But... I've got to end it all. I'm causing too much drama. I've got to leave."
"No!" Louis cries, standing up and taking my hand. "You can't!" I look at him. "I'm sorry... but I have to." I left my sister and Avery sitting there in shock and did the stupidest thing I ever could have done. I walked out of that house. I walked out of the best relationship I've had. I walked out of love...