Broken

Olivia Kirk watched her parents get brutally murdered and is forced to move in with her abusive uncle. He abuses her in many terrible ways. Somehow though she holds it all together and starts art college. There she reunites with her cousin Louis Tomlinson. She also meets four other amazing guys who turn her life around. They teach her how to trust and love. But what happens when she falls for all of them? Will her past and present affect her future?


This is my first fanfiction so I hope you'll read it...and give me feedback...nicely. Well hope you enjoy(: xx

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18. Chapter Eighteen

Niall's POV
The sun streams through the window of Zayn's flat. I really don't want to get up, I don't feel like doing anything. Not even eating. I honestly still feel crushed, I mean I showed Libby how I felt...and she just tore me down. I know I was being direct, but I had no other way to show her. I wasn't sure how things were gonna be when we started talking again, but I really just want to be good friends with her again. Well, that is if we ever start talking again.
Louis keeps ringing me and texting me, I just don't feel like talking to him right now. Actually, I dont wanna talk to anyone. I just wanna be alone. I know Zayn's upset too, I tried to get it out of him last night and he told me to get away from him. I had no other choice than to leave him alone, I didn't want him to hurt himself again. I know that talking to him would only make things worse. I decided to let him sleep on it. I decided I should try to keep my mind off things so I turned on some mindless telly. This had to be the stupidest show I've ever seen! It was a show about irrational fears and getting over them. I sat there laughing, and thought of Liam's fear of spoons...God! That was funny yesterday morning when Harry and Libby were shoving them in his face. I laugh at the thought, then I think of Libby.
I can't believe how much I miss her right now. I miss her so much it hurts, so bad. I sit on the couch, I'm close to tears. I can't cry though, I have to keep it together. I can't think of her and her long auburn hair.....those green eyes.....that smile....that laugh...just her. 'Stop it Niall!' I yelled at myself. I was only hurting myself more than necessary. Besides, I could always talk to her...maybe. I had to. I decieded that tomorrow, I was going over to her flat. I was going to make things better. I had too...why was I so nervous? It was only Libby...

Harry's POV
I wake up, but I wish I hadn't. I felt like I got hit by death with a semi truck. I guess that's how rejection feels, I feel bad for those who get rejected often. Libby's the first person who's ever rejected me. She was the first person I truly loved. She was the first girl I was willing to wait for. She was the first I was willing to have a serious relationship with. She was the first. I couldn't get her out of my mind. I didn't want to, I just wanted her to be mine. I wanted to never have upset her, I wanted to be less direct, I just want to redo last night. I sigh and notice that there was someone standing in my doorway with a cup of tea.
"Harry, I broght you some tea," said my mum. I didn't want any tea. I didn't want anything but Libby at the moment. "No thanks mum. I'm not very thirsty right now," I said. She looked at me, I knew she saw something was wrong. She gave me one of those looks that mother give their child when they know something's up. "Tell me what happened," She said siiting on the edge of my bed. "Nothing," I say, I can even tell it's a lie. "Was it a girl?"she asked looking me right in the eyes. "Erm, no," I say blushing and looking away. "What's her name?" My mum asked smiling softly. "Libby," I say knowing I'd lost this one. I really did need to talk to someone anyways. "That's really a beautiful name," Mum said scooting closer to me. "It fits, she's gorgeous," I say feeling my eyes burn at the image of her in my head. My mum started petting my head. It felt nice. I loved my Mum, I could tell her anything. "Such a charming little lad you are," she said chuckling at me, "But seriously what happened dear?" she asked. I sighed and took a deep breath. There was a lot to tell.
"Well, it all started the day I met her...." I started. I told her everything. Every detail, everything we did together. I even told her that I told Libby about my Diabetes. I didn't realize that I was crying until my mum came over and started to wipe my face. She hugged me and whispered, "I know it hurts right now, I know you want to shut the world out. But you can't. If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, then you know it was meant to be." I knew she was right, I had to face the facts. I knew that I had to talk to her, I knew that we needed to work things out. If she wasn't my girlfriend, she needed to be my friend. I needed her in my life. No matter what.
"So how about we go downstairs and have some breakfast?" My mum asked cheerfully. I wanted to be alone, but you can't say no to your mum. Especially when she's looking at you like that. I laughed, "Yeah, okay." She started to walk out, "Aren't you coming?" She asked me. "Yeah!" I said cheerfully, She looked at me strangely. "Well then get up!" She yelled at me, laughing. "Mum, I'm coming down! Just go!" I laugh so hard. My mum and I are such weirdos. "What? You don't wanna walk with your old mummsy?" She asked shocked. "No, it's not that. I haven't got any clothes on," I say. She looked at me shocked, "I thought you stopped that when you were ten!" The look on her face was priceless. "Nope!" I say popping the 'p' and shooting her a cheeky smile. "What am I going to do with you?" she asked throwing her hands up and walking away. I laughed again, I'm pretty sure my Mum just made me feel better. I was about to walk downstairs when I thought to grab my phone. I saw about a million texts and calls from Lou. He wanted to hang out today, I decided to ignore them and enjoy the day with my Mum and Gemma. I had enough to do tomorrow.

Liam's POV
I slowly got up and went through the motions. I didn't go through my morning routines because I wanted to, it's just that I had to. If I didn't it'd bug me all day. I have a way or routine for everything...except for heart breaking. There was nothing you could do for that. I had to admit, I felt better when I got out of the shower. I had time to really think about what I wanted to do. I decided that I needed to talk to her again. I hurt her just as much as she hurt me, I can't imagine how she's feeling right now. I don't even know how she can function everyday with reminders of her past everywhere. I know I couldn't do it.
I walked down the stairs to go make myself some breakfast. I decided I wanted some toast with butter and jam. It was my favorite. Once, the toast was settled in the toaster. I checked my phone, I had seventeen texts, eighteen missed calls, and ten voicemails. All from Lou, he wanted to hang out. I know I'm feeling better than last night, but I don't wanna be with anyone right now. I wanted to deal with this by myself....and the Harry Potter Series. I decided I wanted to re read the whole series today. That may make me feel better, or at least let me escape it for a while. I heard the toast pop and jumped a bit. I went, got it, and came back. I opened up The Sorcerer's Stone and forgot it all. For now.

Zayn's POV
I wake up at noon. In other words, way too early. I decided to not get up officially. I still felt the sting of last night, the pain of years ago, and headache from crying. I couldn't help it, I cried myself to sleep. It helped me with the pain, I couldn't go with my other option. I promised myself that I'd never go back to hurting myself, no matter what. It didn't really help anything. Short term, it made me feel better. Long term, it messed me up. I sat there and thought of Libby's smile. So bright and cheerful. I smiled a little bit at the thought. Then, I thought of the look on her face when I was about to confess my feelings. My smile faded.
I decided that I better go downstairs. Niall was probably up and eating all the food in my flat. When I got downstairs, I saw Niall on the couch watching some mindless telly show about irrational fears or something. "Zaynie!" He said happily spotting me. "Nialler!" I said trying to sound as happy as possible. He smiled at me and went back to watching the telly. "Have you eaten all the food in my house yet?" I asked him laughing and plopping down next to him. He smiled, "No, I haven't eaten anything yet actually." He wasn't eating there was something wrong.."What's wrong Nialler?" I asked. "Nothing," he said smiling a bit. I decided that when he wanted to, he'd tell me. "So has Louis blown up your phone yet?" he asked chucking. "I don't know let me check," I said pulling my phone out, sure enough he had. I just laughed. "So you hungry?" I asked Niall. He shook his head, "I'm going to Nandos," I said smiling knowing he'd come. "Well, I could eat something..." he trailed off smiling at me. I didn't wanna hang out with Louis and the lads today, I wanted to hang out with Niall. He never pushed me to talk, so I knew I wouldn't have to worry about that today. I knew I'd have to face it tomorrow. I had to talk to Libby.

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