Codi's POV


Four days later, Liam broke up with me. I was heartbroken. I swear I could feel my heart breaking. Once again, Liam took my heart out of my chest and shattered it into a million pieces. It was all over twitter, the tabloids, my school, I couldn't go anywhere other than school for months. He told me he was sorry for how he acted at the club and I deserved someone better. Someone with a more normal life who could give me everything I needed. He told me he loved me too much to see me hurt, and knowing he had caused the hurt had killed him inside. In all honesty, I just needed Liam. I know he didn't mean those things he said but I couldn't forgive him just yet.


We had plans to spend Thanksgiving in Minneapolis, and I was going to join him in London for Christmas. I already had his present picked out. I had been accepted to get my Masters in Ancient Civilizations at University of London, and had started paperwork on my student visa to move there. That was going to be his present, but now that we were done, my acceptance letter was sitting at the bottom of the recycling bin. I spent my days in a zone. Completely out of it. I took some personal days at work just to try to cheer myself up but nothing worked. We weren’t officially together for long, but Liam was one of those people I felt like I've known my whole life and I needed in my life, and now he was gone.


I wasn't going to delete his number, but I vowed not to be that ex-girlfriend that texts and calls him a million times. So I tried to forget. I tried so hard, but I usually ended every night crying, alone, and just sad. This is what my life had become. In the short time that we were together, he captivated my mind, body, and soul, and now all I have left him are memories.


Liam's POV


I did the unthinkable by breaking up with Codi. Fans were devastated. I was devastated. The guys were devastated, my family was devastated. My mum was just plain pissed at me once she found out all the things I had said to Codi at the club. I was mad at myself.


I was afraid for her all the time, I couldn't focus on my music or myself. I wanted to be with her forever, but maybe I'm just better off alone. As long as I was in this industry, I didn't need to bring anyone into this hell. It sounds stupid, but I love her too much to put her through this. She deserves to be with someone that can hold her every night, take her to dinner whenever she wants, and someone she can kiss whenever she wants. Instead she had me, someone she saw for 5 weeks in the year and a half we knew each other, someone that couldn't take her to a romantic dinner without people trying to snap pictures of us, and I could never kiss her when I wanted.


I'm ashamed about what I said to her the night of my party. I don't know why I did. It's no excuse but I was drinking and taking too many shots that night. I would never ask her to give up her dreams for me. She's worked so hard for everything, I don't know why I would demand her to do so or told her that she wasn't good enough.


I remember waking up the next morning in Niall's hotel room, with four very pissed off band members. When they told me what I had done and what I had said to Codi, I was so far embarrassed. And the fact that I made her cry with what I said was the worst thing I'd ever done. I couldn't let her be with a monster who would say that, I can hardly live with myself.


After a few days of thinking and consideration, I drove to her house and ended it just inside the door. It was the worst decision of my life but I was just trying to protect her. It would never get any better for us. I love her. She was so upset, she had a look on her face that I will never be able to erase from my mind. She couldn't even speak, she whispered for me to leave as tears were falling from her face. She couldn't even look me in the eyes. My heart was broken. It is broken.


We just finished our last concert of the tour in Miami and were driving back to the hotel. I was in the van with Harry and Niall.


“So have you talked to heart all?” Niall asks me.


“Uh, no mate. I think it's best I stay away.” I tell him looking down. I put on a good show for everyone but my insides are just crumbled.


“Are you sure?” Harry questions, they all know how I am.


“I can't keep screwing up her life. She got stitches because of me, I made her cry, being with Sophia broke her, and having Sophia answer the phone that one time was extremely upsetting to her, I just can't keep doing this to her. She deserves someone who will always be there for her.” I explain as I throw my head back trying to force myself to believe what I'm saying.


“You don't screw up her life Liam. She's choosing to stay with you, that's saying a lot. She loves you.” Niall tries to reassure me.


“It's too late guys. I said terrible things I can't take back. I broke her heart. I can't fix this.” I say as I'm starting to choke up.


“But you didn't mean it. You can fix it. We have time off now, go back to LA, be with her, make it better.” Harry is trying to be optimistic.


“It's not that easy. I can't do that. I can't make it better. It's over. You didn't see her face when I shattered her heart. You guys were there when I said those terrible things, imagine her face ten times worse.” I open my eyes and stare out of the window. “Please, can we just drop it guys. I don't want to talk about it anymore.” I was tired of talking about how I screwed up and made everything worse.


This is my life, and this is just how I have to live it now. Alone.

Notes

Don't hate me. :)

This is not how I had originally intended for my story to be but it's how everything played out. I'm still working on other stories, so look out for those coming up. I"ll be posting an epilogue tomorrow!

Have a fantastic day!

And don't hate me.