My name is Roseanne Martinez,but most people refer to me as Rose or Rosie. I was in love. Actually I still am. He never loved me back though. He was just another popstar,that likes to crush hearts. I should have seen through his perfect reputation. No one ever threw him hate. Even if he broke their hearts,they just pretended it was their fault. I don’t think I can do that. No,I won’t, I cannot! I will make a mess of his facade,I will make a mockery of him! He will not win this game. He picked the wrong player to knock down,now he WILL pay the price. I just wonder how long he will try to stay on top. I will be on top in the end. Or will I? Read on and find out!
A/N: This is sucky,sorry. I personally think the story is actually better. Please read it,it would mean a lot to me!


17. Happy Ever Disaster

   Zayn nodded. "I am in love with you." He grinned as if this was a good thing. "I AM IN LOVE WITH ROSEANNE MA-" I cut off his scream with a hand to his mouth.

  "Zayn!" I whisper-yelled.

  He cocked his head to the side in such a way that a puppy would when scolded.

  "What the hell?! You are dating Perrie!" I reminded him rudely.

  He nodded. "Yes, I realize that. I just do not love her as I love you, darling. I plan to break it off this evening." He said nonchalantly, as if he was not breaking someones heart.

  "Zayn, you do realize she is madly in love with you? Even if she was not, I am not in love with you, and I have Louis..." I said slowly, quietly, for I did not want to hurt him more than necessary. 

  He, yet again, nodded, but it was slower. "Of course I realize all that, but it still doe not change my feelings. At this moment our feelings differ, but someday they will be mutual. They have to be."

  "Why do they have to be?" I ask, not really wanting to delve deeper into this topic, but doing so anyway. 

  "If they do not become the same I will cry myself to sleep every night before it all becomes too much and I just end it."

  "End what?" I ask warily.

  "End caring, end the pain." He answered as if I should know.  

  "End it how?" I ask, getting exasperated.

  "Drinking, smoking, anything that will help." He replies, checking his watch. Before I can even answer he adds. "I have to go, my love. Pez awaits my arrival at the house. Time to end it," He says, almost cheerfully as he walks off, vanishing out of sight quickly.

  Now, left alone in the hall I stood, thinking about everything going on recently. Louis almost being killed, twice for that matter, Nialls' arrest, Louis' confession and now Zayns' shocking reveal. What was I supposed to do? How do I face all this? Will I even make it out alive?

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