Anna's POV: So Zayn your leaving tomorow", I asked. "Yeah", he sounded sad. "So this is probably the last time I'll ever see you", I asked. "Yeah", he said. I sipped my coffee. "I'm going to really misss you", I said. "If you only knew how much I am going to miss you..." he trailed.
"Zayn if theres anything you want to tell me, tell me now" I said. "It's nothing really, just the fact I might never see you again...." he trails. "Zayn ar you ok", I asked. "yes", he said. "I'll drop you off then I'll have to get ready to leave to London", he said. He wasn't meeting my eyes, it looked like he was trying to avoid them. "Ok, we can text I guess", I said. "Yeah", he said.
We soon finished and he dropped me off. I hugged him and watched him leave. The longer I was'nt with him the more I missed him. I soon realized that I didn't feel the same way I used to feel about him.... I loved him. I started crying because he would probably forget about me. I was always falling for the wrong guys at the wrong time.