Till Life Do Us Part (A Zauren Love Story)

Part Fifty-Seven: We Weren't Meant To Be

NO ONE'S POV: 

Lauren was barely seeing her way because of the tears that blurred her vision. She was in so much pain, she wasn't able to stop crying since she got out from Zayn's car. She was breathing heavily, every breath she took was hurting her. Her footsteps were slow and heavy, she was leaning on any object that comes in front of her to give her exhausted body some support to carry on walking. Her heart was cracking inside her chest, sending waves of pains through all her body. Not only her heart that was hurting, but every part of her body was shouting in pain. Her legs felt so weak, but gladly they managed to carry her until she arrived to the house. But instead of entering the house as she supposed to do, she walked through the woods until she arrived to Zayn's secret place.

She took a look around her to the place, the place that he called his own. That place that they hid their love in. The place that witnessed the story of them, the story that ended today with a few words. She looked at the trees and smiled, remembering when they used to sit here under those trees and talk about anything that came to their minds. She looked at that one old tree that she first sat with him under it when they came here for the first time. The tears streamed down her face more and more as she remembered the first talk they had here. She walked to that tree and sat under it, crying profusely as the memories invaded her mind. It hurt her like nothing did before, the memories were tearing her heart apart as the last words she heard from him kept echoing through her mind over and over again.

Minutes and hours passed but she didn't care to count them. She just buried her head between her knees and cried until she felt like there were no more tears left to shed. She was hurt, she was broken, she was shattered, and he was the reason of all of this heartache she was going through.

The sky started raining heavily as the freezing night air hit her body, but she couldn't care any less. The pain she was feeling was worse than everything she might suffer from now. The raindrops stained her clothes and the sound of her crying got louder and louder. She was freezing and shaking, out of crying more than cold.

Her phone rang several times, receiving calls from nearly everybody, which was the only thing that indicated her the time was getting late. But yet again, she didn't care. Harry, Camila, Liam, Niall and Louis called her more than ten times, but the only one she wanted him to call didn't. 

She stayed there at this place, shaking, sobbing, and even kicking her legs on the floor in desperate attempts to stop her heart from hurting, but she failed. It was too much, the pain was unbearable.

 Finally, the morning has come and the sun rays reached her wet body, managing to warm her a bit. She lifted her head up and looked around her, seeing how the warmness of the sun rays managed to make all the water vanishes like it was never here before, like it didn't rain at all last night.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, she can't believe what's happening to her, she can't believe that she's crying because of a guy. What happened to the girl who survived through everything she went through? What happened to the strong girl who ran away from her house with nothing but a small bag over her back? What happened to the girl who managed to start a new life? What happened to the girl who smiled again? What happened to the girl who forgot? What happened to her?

That's it; she had enough. She can't let a guy steal her happiness again after she finally found it. she can't let him take her smile again. She can't let a thing like this destroys the second chance that life gave to her.

She has to forget him now like how she forgot all the other things before. She has to move on as she did when she came here. She has to smile and laugh again, she has to pretend that everything is fine until it really becomes. She has to survive, she has to be strong again, she has to live her life and fix her broken pieces by herself.