Niall POV-

“So how about you Niall, have you found a lucky lady yet?”

I snapped out of my trance as I realized the interviewer had asked me a question. I flung my head up and flashed a smile to the camera.

“Well Linda, actually no I have not. I am still searching for that one special girl, I just haven’t found her yet.” I tried to explain.

“ Oh I see, well do you happen to fancy anyone?” she asked while giving me a slight smirk.

God, I don’t know why she would even ask that dumb of a question. Didn’t I just say that I am still looking for that special someone? This woman seriously needs to come up with better questions before I fall asleep.

“Nope not really, at least nobody in particular. I’m just waiting for my princess come along.” I shrugged.

“Ladies you heard it here, Niall Horan and Harry Styles from One Direction are still on the market. Thanks so much for watching, but now we have to cut to commercial break. Stay tuned!” Linda announced.

Thank god this was over. I usually loved interviews, but this time I couldn’t wait until it ended. I guess it was the fact that I was so hungry. Well actually, I’m always hungry. Finally, the five of us walked off the set and headed to the back.

“Let’s get some food!” I cheered as the boys all nodded in agreement.

“I remember seeing a nice pizza place down the block, why don’t we all head over there?” Liam said.

Mmmmm. I could really go for a nice slice of warm cheesy pizza right now. Just the thought of it made my stomach grumble.

“Sounds good to me. C’mon lets go!” Louis called as we followed him towards our black SUV.

We quickly dodged a few screaming fans and then loaded ourselves into the car. The ride was filled with the lads and I just fooling around and having a good time. The radio was blasting to Katy Perry and within a couple minutes we finally arrived at this tiny little pizzeria.

ALEXANDRA POV-

This was it.

I zipped up my suitcase and slowly headed down the spiral staircase. I could already feel my wet hot tears fill up my eyes as I took one last glance back at the apartment. This was my home and it was scary to say goodbye, but I know what I’m doing is best.

My heart has to heal and I need to start putting my life back together. It may take time, but I will get through this. I CAN get through this. I can’t stay with Jake, not after what happened last night.

Where am I even going to go? I guess it doesn’t really matter…I just have to get out of here.

I headed towards the door and was now exposed to the real world. There was no turning back. It was too late for me to prevent my tears since they’re already falling from my eyes. I’m alone, completely alone. Jake was the only person I had left and he took advantage of that. Most importantly, he took advantage of me.

He had hurt me long enough, to the point where I have bruises all over my body and most likely a broken wrist.

Learning to walk away is hard, but having to stay and suffer would be much harder.

It’s time to move on. I pulled my sweatshirt hoodie above my head and hurried along the sidewalk. I really didn’t want to be seen by anyone, so I kept my head down low as I just stared endlessly at the ground.

I had been walking for about fifteen minutes and the only noise I could hear was the pitter patter of my own footsteps.

Where was I walking to?

I had no idea and I was clueless about what to do next. So many things felt wrong. Actually, everything WAS wrong.

I reached for my cell phone out from my pocket and instantly dialed a very familiar number. I was desperate for someone to talk to. After three rings, she had finally answered.

“Hey!” the familiar cheery voice said from the other line. God, I really missed her more than I thought.

“Hi..umm..are you doing anything right now? I really need someone to talk to and well-”

“Girl, I’m here for you whenever you need me! I have a lunch break in twenty minutes. You know where I work, so wanna meet me here?” she said before even letting me finish my sentence.

Without realizing, a smile spread across my face. It was a smile that I never thought would ever come back. She’s still the same old cheeky Samantha that I couldn’t wait to see.

“ Alright sounds good. I’ll be there in a bit.” I replied. We then said our goodbyes and ended the phone call. I was so relieved to know that there was still SOMEONE who cared. I headed towards the direction where she worked and knew I was pretty close.

My legs began to ache once I could see my destination in the distance. I was pleased to know that I would be taking a break from walking very soon. Suddenly, my mind began racing at an uncontrollable speed.

What if Jake woke up and realized I was gone? How was he going to react? How am I going to tell Samantha everything that happened? Would she even care? Should I still meet up with her? My walking pace quickened as I began to sweat uncontrollably. Was I really this nervous? No, I’m just overthinking.

I shuffled inside as the bell above the door rang. Ding dong. The room smelled of crisp baked bread, warm mozzarella cheese and sweet tomato sauce.

Shit. I came back to reality and realized I was actually here. I was going to see her any minute. My body began to tense up. I still don’t even know how I am even going to approach Samantha. What if she notices all of the scars and bruises before I say something?

Alexandra, calm down. Just calm down.

What if she doesn’t want to see me? How am I gonna explain to her that-

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I foolishly tripped over a chair and landed face first into the chest of some stranger.

Before I knew it we were both stuck on the hardwood floor, with me lying on top of him. Oh god, this is humiliating. I looked up only to get lost in his beautiful eyes. They were a piercing blue that was deep like
the ocean waves. Wow. Just wow.

All of a sudden, I snapped out of the daydream and swiftly hopped off his stomach. He picked himself up from the ground and began to burst out into a fit of laughter.

I could already feel my cheeks heat up considering how embarrassed I felt. Self consciously, I pulled the sleeves of my hoodie over my hands and gave him a slight smile.

“I’m umm..really sorry..” I said in an almost whisper.

I gazed down at the floor where I toppled on him and my eyes widened. The floor was covered in sauce, cheese and a completely destroyed pizza box. Oh my fucking god.

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