The Doubt of Moving On

Liam Payne was once in love. He was head over heels for her. He'd take the moon for her. But she did something that not only hurt him but his friends as well. He doesn't know what to do. All he can do is hang on to the past. Hang on to her. But he knows he needs to move on.
Ruby Adams was once happy. She was head over heels for a guy. She loved her brother more than anything. But the guy she loved did something to her which made her do something to her brother. She's a mess. All she can do is mope around. Not care about anything else. But she knows she needs to move on.
When their fates cross paths, will they finally do what they need to do all along?
*Don't need to read Chasing the Sun for this spinoff*


2. Chapter 1

Chapter 1


Liam’s POV


four days later


I was numb. Numb all over. Everything was just a blur and all noise were just incessant ringing noises that I always ignore. My mind was shut off. My body was stiff. I was just a breathing human.

“Liam,” Simon sighed, “please listen.”

I turned my head to face him. My face still emotionless. My body still stiff. I can see the boys sending me worried looks every now and then. 

“I have decided to give you a year and 6 months off. In that time, I hope you guys have recovered from your traumatic experience. You will have to stay in England with the exception of three holidays elsewhere. Also, I convinced Alira and Jenna to be on our crew again so they will be coming. I will arrange to have Elise moved to a hospital near you guys.” He paused. “I don’t know if I should but I think it’s for the best.”

Louis glanced at me before replying, “that’s fine.”

“I’m so sorry for what you’ve been through the past week.” He concluded and stood up.

Knowing that the meeting was over, I immediately got up and stormed out of the room. I got into my car and sped away back to where i was staying in Paris. Once, I got in I laid in my bed, my doona wrapped around me like a cacoon. Several minutes later my door opened again. 

“Liam, we’re leaving in four hours. Be ready.” Niall’s gentle voice called out to me.

I didn’t answer. I heard him sigh and the door closed.

I didn’t know what to do with my life, honestly. I loved Elise so much. I loved her more than anything. I felt so betrayed. My heart felt like it was ripped out, stomped on, driven on by a truck and put back into me. It was shattered, broken beyond repair.

Maybe I’m exaggerating. But it fucking hurts. It hurts knowing that someone I loved more than anything in the world, betrayed me like I was nothing. It was like she never once thought about me. I thought she loved me too. She told me she loved me. 

It used to be about the fact that she hurt my friends. But now, it’s so much more bigger. She lied to me, she hurt my friends, she betrayed me and she used me. Thoughts and questions keep running through my head.

Did she ever loved me? 

Why did she do this to me? 

How could she? 

Somehow in the midst of all my thinking, I was out of bed and dressed. Half my things were already in my suitcase. As my senses came back and I was aware of my actions, I picked up a red jacket. 

A girl’s red jacket. 

Elise’s red jacket. 

I broke down again, hugging the piece of clothing to my chest. Her scent was strong in my nose and I felt my heart shattering into pieces again. I remember her golden laugh. I remember her bright green eyes. I remember her soft chestnut hair. I remember the times when we were happy. 

Was that real or was it fake?




The smell of rain hit me as soon as we got back to London. It smelt like home. The rain was pattering softly against the roof. We walked through the busy terminal until we reached our black van parked in a private garage. Then Paul drove us home.

Once we reached the complex, I immediately got out and headed for the elevator. The boys come after me. As soon as I reached my apartment on the 17th floor of the 20 story building, I unpacked my suitcases with music blaring to keep my mind off all the events that happened.


“Liam!” I heard Harry’s voice call out several hours after we got back. I was on the tredmill in my home gym to take my mind off everything. I stopped the machine and got off. Harry came in just as I was wiping off my sweat.

“Yes?” I answer, my voice a little hoarse with its lack of use.

“Elise is in the hospital.” He told me as he leaned against the door frame.

“Great, which one?” I said in a monotone. Harry answered and i just nodded. I was taking gulps out of my drink bottle when I realised that Harry hasn’t left.

“Anything else?” I asked a little sarcastically.

He ignored my question but continued to look at me with a concerned expression. “Are you okay?” He finally asked.

I just nodded in answer.

“Liam, I know that what Elise did hurt you badly but please don’t shut us out.” Harry pleaded, his voice almost begging.

“I’m not shutting you out.” I mumbled as I walked past him and towards my room. I heard his feet against the wooded floors behind me.

“Yes, you are.” He sighed. “Ali’s really worried, Liam. She thinks it’s her fault.”

“Tell her it’s not.” I answered and shut my bedroom door in his face. I grabbed my towel and headed for my ensuite.

“I’ll be at Ali’s if you need me.” Harry through the door then a few seconds later I heard the door of my apartment close.

Once I finished my shower and got dressed I left my apartment. I roamed around the streets watching everything and anything. My feet just traveled wherever it wanted to go. I observed everything I saw. I watched a mother holding her little girl’s hand as they walked to an ice cream truck, I watched a couple having a tickling fight. 

Somehow I ended up at the hospital where Elise was. I was standing in front of the main entrance of the place. I sighed before walking through the automatic doors. I walked up to the main desk asking for Elise Kinzen. 

I walked through the door hesitantly once I found her room. My heart was beating loudly in my ears. I almost turned back around. Almost.

I stopped as soon as I walked in and closed the door. My heart crushed into a million pieces again. She was lying there, her eyes closed, her hair around her shoulders, her face completely at peace. She looked like an angel. She looked like my Elise. The one I fell in love with. The one I’m still in love with.

“I...” I started as soon as I sat down on the chair beside her bed. I wasn’t sure how to do this. How do you speak to someone in a coma? “I still love you, Elise. You hurt my friends without a care in the world. But you hurt me the most. Ali and Louis are healed. They are over what happened.

But me? I’m still stuck in the past. I’m still trying to get over the fact that you betrayed me, that you used me, that you lied straight to my face. I can’t get over this, Elise. You hurt me so much. You killed me.

i can’t even talk to my friends anymore. I don’t know how to be normal anymore. I hate how you did this to me! I hate it! You were amazing. You were everything I ever wanted. Why? Why? Why?” I started to cry again.

I felt like a complete wuss, crying over and over again. But how can you not cry after that? How can you not cry over the sharp searing pain that slashed right through your heart? How can you not cry over the thoughts, the questions and the what-ifs in your head? You can’t. You’re scarred forever. You’re hurt forever. 

“I hate you so much.” I said to her while stroking her hair. “But I love you more.”






That was so sad. I don’t even... what the hell! What a great way to start a story, hahaha.


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