Waiting For Forever

The amazing journey continues as our five couples are back in college after their mid-term break and Christmas is just around the corner. Everything seems to be going well for the gang but underneath all the happy dappy the cracks are beginning to show. Each couple experiencing their own handful of difficulties, can they all pass through it? Can Liam and Felicity stay in contact, even though being over 400 miles apart? What happens when one loses contact? Or for Niall and Nicole, arguing constantly over the most stupid of things? Zayn and Audrey, working AND living together? Maybe it's time one of them moved out? Or Leah and Harry? When another guy shows up at their English class, does Harry get jealous? Or maybe it's Lorraine and Louis? Trying their best to bring everyone back together, racing against the clock. Maybe all the crumbling relationships around them is taking its toll on them too?


11. It's all my Fault


Lorraine P.O.V

Last night after the party was over I said to Louis that I was going over to my place to change my clothes, that I was coming back to help him clean up. He insisted that I didn’t need to considering it was my party, but still I felt like somehow all of this was my mess to clean up. I was so upset and angry that I ran back to my room, stuffed some clothes in a bag and left, not looking back. Everyone was fighting and I couldn’t help but feel like it was my fault. The only way to fix it was leave. I couldn’t stand being the reason why all my friends are not speaking, let alone be in the same room as each other.

The only person that I could turn to was Dan. He always had a shoulder for me to lean on, so I decided to ring him when I got to an underground metro station. “Hey Dan. It’s me Lorraine. I need someone to talk to”, I said with tears staring to well up my eyes. “Turn around” he said softly. He was standing behind me, looking so fine in his brown chinos and Hilfiger jumper. I ran up to him and gave him a big hug, the sobs uncontrollable now.


Liam P.O.V

The next morning I woke up really early to a very quiet apartment. When I checked, Niall and Zayn were still asleep. I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. The strong aroma made me wide awake and I couldn’t help but reminisce on that day when I first met Felicity on the Eiffel tower. I bumped into her for the second time when I was buying a cup of coffee on the second level.

 “We promised never to lose contact, never to fall out of love. It was only for 2 months, 2 months!” I thought angrily to myself as the sun shone in the window of the sitting room, lighting up the whole room. I was so frustrated at myself. “Why did I lose her?”. “That’s it”, I said aloud. “I’m going to get her back”. I promised that I would come and visit her in Paris, so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.Plus being anywhere but here would give me some time to clear my head and I wouldn't have to face Niall giving me that mean look all the time. I got dressed really quickly, adrenaline making me go faster.I wrote a note saying "Gone to visit my snowflake,see you in a bit :)" and placed it on the counter-top. I grabbed my passport and was out the door before you could say “Au Revoir”.


Nicole. P.O.V.

I woke up the next morning around ten-ish.The sunlight seeping through my window. A beautiful day. Then as my eyes adjusted I realised I was still in my clothes and suddenly everything that happened yesterday came flooding back. It wasn't a bad dream.I didn't want to get out of bed. I didn't want to face today, but I had to snap myself out of it. I'm not going to let some stupid boy get in the way of my life. It's his loss, not mine.Anyway, I have Christmas tests to study for, I got dressed and headed to the kitchen for a bite to eat. The other girls don't seem to be around. Leah usually has classes around this time but Lorraine should be here. Maybe I should give her a call to find out where she is and apologise about how I acted at her party. The poor girl, I feel so bad. We ruined her birthday.


Audrey P.O.V

Last night I got home to an empty apartment. Zayn must have been serious about our relationship being over. The two things that I love must in the world are tearing me apart. My career and my boyfriend.

 I couldn’t tell Zayn the truth about why I’m always “at work”. Even then I’d be lying to him. I go to the gym to work-out to get thinner. I love Vogue, but their strict guidelines really take a lot out of you. So, basically if I told Zayn that I have a eating disorder and that I’m on the verge of becoming anorexic, he would physically keep me away from Vogue. And at this moment in time, just before Christmas, I can’t afford to lose my job.

 I closed the door behind me. Not turning the light switch on, I walked over to the sitting room and sat on the white plush sofa. I looked out the big windows which over looked the river Thames. The street lights and lights from the buildings below shone like stars, creating a guide for me in this dark and empty room. I was alone and afraid, but I knew what I had to do. If I really loved Zayn, I’d let him go.

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