Truly Sincere [Part 1]

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Photo shoot went well, Caroline was already gone, but briana was still there, she was sitting in a corner she didn't talk to anyone of us after all of the fuss they both created. everyone was sitting and gossiping in the rest room, I was lying my head down in Alex's lap, rest of them were bantering each other like usual when we were waiting for our private van to arrive so that we can leave for our studio

"I need to talk to you louis" Briana came and held his hand, while everyone shared eye contact with each other, suspiciously

"speak up" louis said

"in private" she answered and he eventually decided to talk to her in private, they both went out and after some minutes he dashed in angrily again while rubbing his lips

"man! what happened?" Niall asked casually

"she's crazy, she tried to kiss me, and she's ,,.. she's just crazy" Louis sat down on the couch holding his temples, he was really angry, they both flirted with each other sometimes but this time she played a move and didn't go well

"she said don't get angry on me, it hurts" he tried to mimic her voice on which everyone bit their lip to control laugh

"she's just into you" Liam patted his shoulder

"I don't want her to be into me, and I don't like her that's it" Louis threw his hands in the air, his face went red in anger

"relax mate, let it go" Zayn said

"fuck it" Louis cursed under his breath, got up and went towards the room refrigerator and took out water bottle to control his anger, and I was wondering that Briana may have left already

"where did the damn driver died" Alex looked down at her wrist watch and I knew she wanted to get up, I sat down and she got up at once to call the driver, but luckily he arrived after five minutes but he wasn't lucky enough for Alex to let it go

"I thought you were dead" Alex said for the hundredth time when we were sitting in the van

"hold my hand" Harry held my hand, when he saw I was shivering, I sat quietly the whole ride, while everyone else was chatting and laughing at first but they eventually slept after a while, only I was up and I was only thinking that how much excited and happy we all were when we were coming to the studio last day, but now all of sudden, I feel broken, for the same reason, because of same man, I was torn and broken once again, or maybe I never healed.

I was constantly praying to Allah, that I may not see his face again. my heart was heavy and hung lowly like the moon on the dark sky