Half A Heart

"I love you, Ky. But I think it is time for us to go our separate ways." Niall kissed my cheek and walked away, leaving me standing in the park, in the dark alone.

It all started two months ago when my boyfriend, Niall broke up with me. Ever since then, things have been bad for me. I dropped out of high school, I lost touch with my best friend, and my parents divorced. But one day, I realized it was time for a change. I had to get Niall back, and I was going to do whatever it takes to do that. Even if it means leaving behind my mom, all my siblings, and my reputation behind.


3. Newlyweds

The next morning, I woke up at 7:00 feeling nothing but excited. At first, I was kind of mad that I woke up that early, but then I was happy because I knew I needed a lot of time to get ready since I looked like a mess. When I opened my closet, I realized I had nothing to wear. Since I hadn't actually gotten dressed in forever, all I had was sweatpants and Tshirts, and I definately was not wearing something like that on a date with Harry.

"Braylee, come here!" If there was nothing in my own closet for me to wear, I might as well steal from my sister. My sister came in, frowning. Probably because I woke her up. Oops. "What should I wear for a date?" As soon as I said thoes words, her whole expression changed.

"Date? With who? Oh my gosh!"

"Well....Harry." My sister had always been a fan of One Direction, but when I started dating Niall and she got to see what they are actually like, she hated them. I still caught her listening to their music once in a while, but shes kind of a conservative person, so she doesn't like a lot of noise and yelling. If you know anything about One Direction, that's all they ever do. The only person Braylee liked in the band was Harry, because she claimed he was the funniest. So she was so excited when she found out I was going on a date with him.

Ky, yay! You're finally moving on  from that birdbrain, Niall!" She hated Niall for making me the way that I was, but she called him birdbrain becase I wouldn't let her call him anything meaner. We talked and talked about me and Harry and everything we have already done together, and the whole time she just sat there and listened. I loved my sister. She was the best listener ever, and through this whole thing she stood by me. After we talked for an hour and a half straight, she took my into her room.

Braylee's room was the biggest room in the house, and she had her own bathroom. She made me sit on the bed, and opened a special drawer dedicated to all her dresses. Braylee had so many dresses it was unbelieveable. She probably had that many because she had a boyfriend and they always went to fancy restarunts on dates and stuff. She pulled out three dresses, probably her favorite three, and layed them out on the bed.

The first one was short. The end of it hovered over the knee cap. It was a red, sparkly, strapless one that had jewels on the torso. It was beautiful, but I didn't want to dress too fancy, espically since I didn't know where we were going.

The second one was the same legnth, but it was navy blue, and very plain. I didn't like that one very much, to be honest.

The third one was absolutely the perfect dress. It was just a red sparkly dress that went below my knee cap, and it was spagetti straps. Not too fancy, but still really classy.

"That one is perfect!" I said to my sister, who then put the rest of the dresses away. After that, she gave me some black heels to ear, did my hair and makeup, and called her boyfriend, Brock, to come over.

"Why do you need Brock?" Harry was going to be here in an hour, and I needed to practice everything.

"He's going to give you some tips about guys, since he is a guy."

Are you sure about that?" I said with a wink. I was joking, of course, but my sister rolled her eyes and gave me a playful shove. When Brock got there, we immediately sat down and talked, about everything. He even gave me some information that I didn't want or need to know, but i just took it, it might help me in the future.An hour later, the doorbell rang. I ran down the stairs, feeling beautiful, for once. When i opened the door, it wasn't Harry, it was Niall.

"Ky, hey." He smiled, but I just looked away. What was he doing here? I kept ignoring him. "I need to talk to you. Can I come in?" He started coming in, but I pushed him back onto the porch.

"I um....I don't think that is a very good idea." I looked at him with an angry look in my eyes. I was so overlly pissed off that he showed up at my house, I couldn't even think straight.

"Alright, well....Ky, I just wanted to invite you to my wedding." My heart stopped beating in my chest and I had to grab the wall to keep from falling. My mind went into a flashback.

It was raining, and it was midnight. We were in the park, me and Niall, and we were standing under a tree to try and keep dry. He pulled something out of his pocket and got down on one knee. It was a box, and inside it was a ring.

"Kylyn, I love you, and this promise ring is to promise you that I will always yours, and you will always be mine." Then he slipped it on my finger and picked me up and kissed me.

"Are you serious?" I tried to keep it in for so long, but I have had enough. "Do you really think tou are in love? If you do you're stupid as hell! What makes you think that being with someone for 2 months means your in love? What about our 3 years, huh? What about all the promises we made, all the times you promised me we would be together forever? What about the promise ring, you promised me! Not to mention you lied to me! Right to my face, Niall! Are you going to do that to her, too? Do you know what I went through after you left me? I was in the hospital for a long time, I tried to kill myself twice! Look at my arms! This is all because of you! All. Because. Of you! My parents divorced, by the way! All becuase of you! Do you see now, do you see? It's a chain reaction, and it all started with you! And what the hell happened to hating Rachel? Were you lying about that too? Do I even know anything about you? I gave you everything! Everything! And you are doing this? And you had the nerve to come to my house? What were you thinking? What makes you think I would come to your damn wedding? Why would I do that? You are so stupid. Have fun at your wedding, because I won't be there. Now get off my porch and go be a douch to someone else because I am not going to take it anymore!" My face was red from yelling, and my lungs were hurting. That was louder then I had ever yelled before. Harry rushed in my house and slammed the door. I started bawling my eyes out while he just held me. After the door closed, I colapsed on the floor and so did Harry.

What I thought was going to be a perfect day, turned out to be the worst day of my life. That's when I realized that I was never going to get better. I might as well kill myself now, becuase everything inside me wanted to die.

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