Imagine that this is your last kiss with your guy, the last time you actually got to see him, to hear his voice…
Harry: “I’ll miss you lots” you say running your hands threw his hair. This was the last time you were going to see Harry and it sucked that your dad; who wasn’t really a fan of Harry and yours relationship, was moving you halfway across the country.
“Just promise to call” he told you. The tears in his eyes started to fall and you couldn’t help but cry with him. Harry took the pad of his thumb and wiped away the tears your eyes were shedding.
“I’m going to miss you like crazy” you said half smiling trying to make the goodbye quick and easy. You stared at the floor for the remainder of the time and when it was your time to go you pecked him on the lips. Trying so hard to move fast to get away so he wouldn’t see you break, but he caught up to you.
“I love you” he said brushing his lips up against yours while humming a few chords to ‘First Last Kiss’ him seeing this as your first kiss of your new life and last of your old.
“I love you too” you said kissing him he deepens it lifting you up in his arms. When he pulls away you stare at each other smiling knowing that one day in life if your love was meant to be… You guys would find each other. As you walk away you turn around one last time and mouth the words ‘I love you’ for the last time in yours and Harry’s life again.
Liam: “I can’t be with you anymore” he says through tears. You stand there as your smile falls and so do the tears in your eyes.
“W-why not?” You ask reaching out to grab his hand but he takes a step back. You gasp in shock and take a step forward hoping he will give you an answer onto why he can’t be with you.
“I love you, I really do its just management wants me with someone famous or even a model not a small town farm girl.” He says his arms flailing everywhere, you couldn’t believe what you were hearing so to stepped back sitting down on your porch.
“So your telling me that the only reason-the only reason your breaking it off with me is because of management said so” you said your voice rising with each word you stood up your hands on your head. You were crying hysterically and right now you wanted nothing ever so badly but Liam to come and hold you. But he didn’t And instead you dried your tears took a step forward and kissed him. He kissed you with so much lust but you soon pulled away and walked back into your house. No goodbye, no good riddance, no we could still be friends bull, none of that just the hole, the giant hole in your heart that only Liam could fill.
Zayn: “I’m so sick of all your crap” you say screaming while packing everything in a suite case. This was the last straw Zayn had been getting to you all week and he knew how much it annoyed you.
“So what are you going to do leave me” he said screaming as he walked up the stairs. You zipped up your bag and when Zayn came in he stopped dead straight in his tracks. He looked from you to the bags of your stuff, to the somewhat empty closet and the bathroom.
“So are you going to leave me?” He asked his tone unsteady and his breathing a little off. You just stood there looking at the ground not answering his questions. You started to pick up your bags and walk to the door when Zayn grabbed your forearm.
“Y/N… Are you going to leave me?” He asked this time not looking at you but at the ground. You sighed and looked over at him.
“Yes, Zayn, I’m going to leave you.” You said still looking at him he turned his head and met your eyes. He still had your love but this relationship made no sense not the fact he loves you, the fact he actually choose you, or the fact that you two are complete opposites. You guys were like night and day nothing like this ever happened when you guys first started dating. The love then was real no fighting just love. But as time progressed the love faded and the fights were now constant. He knew you were dying inside and he also knew it would be best to let it end now before it turned into something worst.
“I love you Zayn remember forever and always… But just not the way I loved you before in the beginning of our relationship. I mean you know we’re not doing well and I know that you know this is hard on me. You were my first everything but you have to let me go… Let me go and let me live my life.” You said tears in your eyes falling as you said this but Zayn understood and grabbed some of your bags and helped you down to your car. The tears in his eyes were evidence that he was hurt.
“I love you (y/n)…” He said “…Forever…” He said this part kissing you “…& always…” You say deepening it but only to pull away moments after.
Louis: Your P.O.V
I remember waking up that morning with him gone his bags packed, his stuff gone, and that one note that would change my life forever.
It was Wednesday the day after the guys returned home from tour. I was so happy to see Lou I was standing there with my best friend holding a sign up for the guys. Once Lou saw the sign and you he dropped his stuff and ran straight to you. Smiling happily you jumped in his arms and hugged him. Taking in his scent and the rhythmic beats of his heart you guys were just smiling, laughing, hugging, and crying. Who knew that a joyous occasion such as this one could turn bad in a matter of seconds. ‘Is it true Eleanor and you hooked up on the Take Me home Tour’ one of the reporters asked another asked: ‘Was it hard sleeping with someone other than your girlfriend’. The possibilities were endless I didn’t want to think of what could have happened on your and I certainly want to believe the paparazzi. I couldn’t deny the fact Lou felt not just emotionally but physically separated from me. When we got home we didn’t talk we just passed by each other and said nothing. I remember his apologies and my screaming, the tears from both my eyes and his, but also I remember him giving me one last passionate kiss.
Niall: “The last thing I wanted was for us to end up like this. I didn’t mean to hurt you but what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Remember” I said to Niall crying, screaming at him, asking him to look at me, but even when he did look at me I only received glares.
“Well in that case get packing because I should’ve left you in Vegas along with all the other sluts begging to sleep with me.” He said standing abruptly walking to our shared closet ripping the doors off the hinges and chucking all my clothes at me. I stood up and rushed over to him asking, begging him to stop…. But he wouldn’t. Once it was all said and done I packed up half of my stuff and went to my moms house crying. The next day I returned home knowing or at least hoping Niall was gone. I opened the door and slid in packing up the rest of my stuff when he walks in his eyes puffy and red. He stops, looking me over smiling as he rushes over to me. He pulls me into a hug but I push him away.
“Don’t touch me- just don’t… Not anymore Niall.” You said holding your hand in between you to tears sliding down your cheeks. He looks at you and you just nod your head you grab your bags and before you leave kiss him goodbye your lips lingering a bit after because you weren’t ready to let go. But hey things happen for a reason.