This is our fate

My friend Marie is completely and utterly obsessed with this brit-irish boy band that I think is called One Direction. When she wins tickets and back-stage passes to their concerts in England; She drags me along on one of her many adventures. The only reason I'm going is because their's a Irish boy in the band, and well, I'm Irish. Maybe he speaks Gaelic. When we meet them we could talk about people and they would never know, maybe I would have fun on this little trip.

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15. Chapter 15

Dana's p.o.v

I hate to admit it, but I've been a wreck, and I know it. It's no secret I've lost the baby. My baby bump is now completely gone and it's all over the internet, news, twitter, everywhere. Fans keep sending me apoligetic tweets but I don't care. They mean nothing now that I don't have Liam. One fan really sticks out to me though. She tweets me everyday and asks how I'm doing. She always says how she feels about Liam and I breaking up. She's really sweet.

@JennnaRilleeey I'm so sorry about you and Liam, I heard he was with someone right after you guys broke up, What a douche! -.- It was wrong of him to do that to you, he needs you more than you need him. Remember to stay strong, we're here for you, all of us Directioners, wheather you know it or not. We loved Lana/Diam. Anyways, how are you feeling? I think you should do a twitcam so we can hear your beautiful voice <3 Much love, Jenna xoxo :) @DanaWilli

#LiamMessedUp

She's such a sweetheart, I would love to meet her. I might do a twitcam later. I've never done one before, but I guess if people want me too I will. I'm going to tweet her back.

@DanaWilli Hey @JennnaRilleeey! You are honestly so sweet! Yeah, I heard her name was Danielle. I'm coping. I love all you #Directioners so much!  I'm feeling better than I was yesterday, luckily to my bestfriend @MarieRyaaan flying in last minute to see me. I might to a twitcam. Thank you guys for all your support!

Just as I pressed send the doorbell rang. I ran out to the balcony and looked over the edge. 

"MARIE IS HERE!" I yelled running towards the front door. Niall and I met at the door and we flung it open. Of course before I could hug her, Niall threw himself at her and started kissing her and hugging her, telling her he's sorry.

"Niall, It's fine! I love you too!" She giggled. She dropped her bags and came strait to me. Since becoming her bestfriend, this is the longest we've ever been apart.

"I MISSED YOU SO MUCH POOTER!" She said to me, it was my nickname, I'll explain it later. 

"I MISSED YOU TOO FRIED CHICKEN!" I said back. Yet again, her nickname would have to be explained later.

"I want my girlfrieeeeeend." Niall drug out the 'e'.

"Oh my gosh, have her then." I pushed Marie over to Niall and they ran off to his room. They were so cute together, I just wish Liam and I could be like that too.

I got back on twitter and Marie had tweeted.

@MarieRyaaan I'm with my pooter @DanaWilli and my love @NiallOfficial couldn't be anymore happy!

I favourited it and put my phone down. Liam kept creeping back into my thoughts, if I wanted to feel better, I needed to stop thinking of him.

Liam's p.o.v

I gatta admit, going with Dani after breaking up with Dana was wrong...Really wrong. But I was mad, I wasn't in control of what I was doing, I just wan't thinking. I got on twitter and so many things were trending, all of them terrible.

#LiamMessedUp

#SheLostTheBabyAndLiamBlamedHer

#ItWasn'tHerFault

#DiamBrokeUp

I couldn't help but feel like it was my fault, this isn't me. I don't act like this, I just wanna know what's wrong with me. I kept scrolling through twitter when I saw a tweet Dana posted yesterday after I broke up with her.

@DanaWilli At some point, you'll have to realize that some people can stay in your heart, but not in your life.

I'm not sure if it was about me or the baby, probably both. God why am I so stupid? She'll never take me back after this. I decided to call her. I need to talk to her, I don't know what I'm going to say, but I need to hear her voice.

Dana's p.o.v

My phone started ringing. I picked it up and looked at the caller I.D It was Liam. This mother humper, is he not getting that I hate him? I don't hate him, I love him. No! I hate him.

I hate being at war with myself. I couldn't make up my mind. I could either pick up the phone, listen to him and be stupid by getting back together with him, or I could just ignore him and ignore the pain. If I push away the pain and push away people, no-one could hurt me cause no-one could break down my walls to hurt me. Pushing away feelings Is what I do best. He kept calling and texting me. He DM'd me like 456 times. What's next? He's starting to get on my nerves. He should just understand that I don't want to talk to him and get over it.

***

I want to go out. I wanna club. I hate spending my time all cooped up in here, racking my brain. There are so many reasons I should leave Liam, but I need to find one. Just one reson for me to stay with him. One reason is all it'll take for me to go crawling back to him.

"Marie! Let's go clubbing!" I sat down next her her on the couch.

"Is that a good idea?" She asked.

"Duh!" I smiled.

"Dana, I don't really-"

"I'll go by myself then!" I stood up and skipped to my room. I pulled out my black mini dress that had a gold belt just under the chest. I pulled out my black high-heeled boots that had gold zippers on the sides. I grabbed a black bracelet and black earrings. I sat everything on my bed and got in the shower. I got out and put my clothes on. I looked in my mirror. I looked hot! I went into the bathroom and put my make-up on. I straitened my hair and put a black headband in it. I grabbed my black jacket and a purse. I put my phone and money in it. I trudged down the stairs and Marie and Niall were waiting by the door.

"Don't get drunk, please." Niall begged.

"Yeah, yeah." I shooed him away.

"Have fun, okay?" Marie grabbed my shoulders.

"Okay." I brushed past her and got into the cab I called. I was whisked away to a nearby club. When I got there it was already packed. So many people! I made my way to the bar and ordered a drink. Strait vodka. Forget what Niall said, if I wanted to drink, I was going to drink. I was working on my 5th shot and someone bent over and whispered in my ear, by the sounds of it, he was about as wasted as I was.

"Hey baby. My place or yours?" He had a thick british accent. I didn't mind though, they turned me on. I had nothing to lose. I glanced at the clock, it was 1:30. Everyone should be asleep at my place.

"Mine." I turned and smiled. My vision was blurry, I couldn't see what this person looked like. He was tall, so I didn't really care. Tall guys are hot.

I led him out of the club and hailed a taxi. We got in and I told the driver my address, heaven knows how I remembered that. We got to my house and I pushed open the door. Everything was quiet.

"Shh." I said rather loudly.

We made our way up to my room and he started kissing me. This guy had tattoos on his arms, turn on. We rid eachother of our clothes and he laid me down. He crawled on top of me and pushed into me. I was meeting his thrusts and moaning, I was going to moan a name, but then I remembered I don't know his. Every single time he hit my g-spot. I couldn't take it anymore, he sent me into a mind-blowing orgasm. He fell on the side of me and we both passed out.

One night stand - Check.

***

I woke up and my head was pounding. I got out of my bed and cold air hit me. I looked down and I was...Naked? I looked at all the clothes strewn across the room and I was confused. I ran into my closet and made myself look decent. That consisting of spandex shorts and a volleball t-shirt. I went back into my room and saw the sleeping figure in my bed. Memories of last night came back into my head. I walked over to the bed and lifted up the blanket, he was naked so we definately had sex, he was amazingly fit. I put the blanket back down and the guy groaned. Oh god, he was waking up. He sat up and looked at me. I thought I was going to throw up.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" I screamed.

"Ughm, you brought me home, remember?" Liam stood up.

"You knew what you were doing!" I was flailing my arms around.

"I was just as drunk as you were!" He shouted.

"I...I GO! Get OUT!" I shouted.

"No, baby listen." He pulled on his boxers and walked over to me.

"Don't touch me!" I pushed him away.

"Hear me out?" He said calmly.

"What is there to hear? You screwed me over, AGAIN." I started to cry. No don't cry Dana, you're stronger than this.

"I was upset. It wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have blamed that on you. I shouldn't have left you either."

"Explain to me Danielle! You know how hurt I was Liam! It's nice to know that you can get over me so fucking fast Liam!" 

"She's my ex. But you know that. She still loves me, I was frustrated and I did the worst thing thought possible. I hurt you and I hurt her. I told her I still loved her, but I don't. I love you. Only you. I want to be with you. I want a family with you." 

"Everything you say is just empty promises!" 

"No they aren't. Dana, I'm a wreck without you." He pleaded.

"Liam...Just leave!" My voice cracked. I fell to the ground and started crying. I heard his feet pad across the carpet as he dressed. Just before he left I heard him mutter "When you're ready to talk, call me. I'll be here." Then he was gone. I can't handle all this emotional stress. it's bull.

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This just proves that you should never have drunken nights. If you plan on getting drunk, bring a friend so some creep, or in this case Liam, doesn't pick you up.

Hahha, listen closely to my words of wisdom lolol.

Love you guys and thanks for readinggg, though you should comment moreeee! <3

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