Ellie's POV

I sat there in his arms. He held me like baby. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to die. I got up and looked at Josh and told him to go get Zayn and that I only needed to talk to him. He got up and left the room. How am I going to do this? I can't do this anymore.

He walked in and he stood there. He was going to hug me and then kiss me. I told him to stay where he was. He looked at me with confusion. I can't believe I'm about to do this.

"Zayn. I love you so much. This hurts me to see you like this. I can't do this anymore." I say with tears escaping my eyes and rolling down my face. He walked closer to me. I told him not to.

"Ellie. I love you. You can't just do this to me. I mean I know you have been through a lot but I will always be here for you." He said trying not to cry. I couldn't do this. I got my suitcase and started to pack my stuff. He tried to stop me. That didn't work out so well. I got everything packed up and headed downstairs. Everyone just stared at me.

"Where are you going Ellie?" Niall asked. Damn. He was like a brother to me. He was there for me. I couldn't just leave them like this. But I had to. I hugged him and everyone goodbye, even Harry. I got to the front door and Zayn was in front of it blocking it as if he was a little kid making a parent stay.

"Zayn get out of the way." I say with my crying voice. He looks at me and shakes his head no.

"Zayn this isn't funny. You're just making this harder. I have to go." I say harshly. I was serious. He was going to get hurt and I couldn't have that happen.

"Ellie, I'm being serious. I can't let you leave. This is hard for me too." I look at him and look down.

"Bye, Zayn." I said and walked out the door to my car. I got in and drove away. I saw all of them walk outside and stand there. Zayn was crying along with Niall. I had to leave this place. I was going back to my old house.

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Once I got home I unpacked everything and called Racheal and told her everything that happened. She said that everything would be ok and that she knew someone who could see me. I was happy. I was going to get a new start. I was happy about this. We stopped talking.

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2 weeks later

I met Tuesday. She was sweet. Calm. Gentle. And more like my style now. She had my taste of music. I loved her snake bites. I loved her hair. I loved her personality. I loved her. We have been dating since last week. You might say that it was too quick for me to move on. She made me forget about all of my problems. I forgot my past. I had flashbacks but she was there for me when I told her what happened.

"Hey, SEXY!" I yell at her and she comes up to me and kisses me.

"I know you didn't just say that? I call you sexy. But I'm fine with it." She was so amazing. Some people didn't talk to me because I was bisexual. It's not my fault I like girls. If you don't except me for me then you can walk out of my life and don't worry I'll hold the door open for you. I changed. Everything happened so fast. Me and Niall still talk. The boys kinda drifted a little bit after I left. Today me and Tuesday are going to Zayn's house for a little bit of catching up. The other boys don't know that I am bisexual. The only one who knows is Niall.

"Come on babe. We have to get going." I say and she gets in the car. I turn on music and the song is Diary of Jane.

Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
So tell me how it should be.

We sang the song and before we knew it we were at Zayn's house. I stopped the car and we walked up to the door.

Knock. Knock.

Notes

I had to add the bisexual part. I'm sorry if you cant read this story anymore because it has to do with some things. But people blame other people for being gay or bi. It's no ones fault just to let you know.

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