A:N: EVERYONE SHARE THIS STORY PLEASE?!?! I would love you forever. Anyways, here's chapter eight.

Mia's P.O.V

My knees weaken when i reach my bathroom sink. I clench my fists tightly and punch the wall hard. My fist throbbed in pain, my knuckles swelling slowly.

My vision blurred from the tears forming at the corner of my eyes.

I snuck a peek of my reflection in the dirty mirror above the sink.

I saw a broken girl looking back at me. Her hair greasy, her eyes burning red from crying.

She was a disaster. A broken heart yearning to be fixed.

I broke down and cried on the bathroom floor until the tears stopped.

I lied there practically lifeless. My arms and legs numb...

I suddenly had a spark of anger rush through me. I grab the razor on the corner of the sink and dig it into my skin. A loud scream ripping through my throat. I throw the razor at the wall and curse under my breath.

I walked to my room and tore open my closet door, the knob tearing off and landing on the dusty floor below my feet.

"Fuck," I mutter, but quickly brushing it off.

I grab a skimpy black dress and a pair of black boots with a 3-inch heel.

I zip them on and walk out of my apartment.

I rush over to the nearest bar and order the strongest alcoholic beverage they had.

I quickly chugged it and ordered another. Chugging that one as well.

By now I felt very tipsy and out of it.

I pay the waiter and stumble out of the bar. I walk along the streets of Miami.(A/N i forgot to put where they live.)

I'm completely lost and hammered, stumbling around cluelessly.

"Mia?" Someone yells behind me.

I turn around and look over to see a familiar boy with brown flippy hair and tan skin looking at me. His green eyes scanning my body slowly.

"J-jack?" I stutter.

"Why are you out here so late! And why do you smell like horse shit and alcohol?" He turns away in disgust.

I frown upon myself and take a step back in shame.

"Let me take you home." He suggest.

"Nooooooo!" I whine like a little girl. "Jacckkkkk." I cry.

He groans and wraps his arm tightly around my waist.

"Ohhh," I purr in his ear. My wide smile giving away my drunkness.

"God you're so drunk." He mumbles, walking me towards my apartment.

"Jack?"

"Hm?"

"Do you still love me?" I frown.

"Do I what?" He questions, to make me repeat what I had just said.

"Do you still love me?" I look up at him, his eyebrows knitted together in thought.

"Jack," i whisper. Stopping, which causes him to stop as well.

He looks down at me sadly.

"Of course." He mumbles.

Without thinking I smash our lips together. I could feel his body stiffen, and he soon pulls away.

"Mia you're drunk." He frowns. "You know you don't want to be with me.. And you know I don't want to be with you."

"J-jack I'm sorry!" I cry, and I feel him pull me in a tight hug, stroking my hair lightly.

"I know.." He whispers. "Look we're here.... I want you to go upstairs and rest.. Please forget that I was here.."

"Jack.." I whimper out. Feeling alone once again.

"Im sorry..." He apologizes than turns around and leaves.

Making me feel worthless once again..

I stumbled up to my apartment and sat down slowly on my old, torn up sofa. I let my hand rub the scruffy fabric, the pattern going to dark blue than back to its original color.

I let out a lonely sigh, wishing I was with Harry.

Things we're happening so quickly... It tool forever for me to process it all.

First thing is, me and Jack are officially over... Second, me and Harry had a very good relationship going and I'm scared I'll never get it back... And third I feel like Louis has strong feeling towards me, but I think he tries to hide them away from Harry.. Well except for tonight.

I looked at the clock. I sighed when I saw it say 6:30 am. Have I really been awake all this time?

A happy chime from my phone made me lose my focus. I look down and see my co-worker, Rose, had texted me.

Rose: Hey! You coming into work today? Remember you're shift starts at 8.

I groan and begin to type back.

Me: Yeah. I'll be there.

I put my phone on the charger and hopped in the shower so I can get ready.

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I pulled my key out of the ignition. I put the it in my back pocket and headed inside the store.

Rose greeted me when I reached register 8.

"Hey!!!" She smiled. Her brown hair crimped to perfection. "You're everywhere on this weeks edition on people magazine! You we're even on E! News yesterday afternoon.

"Ugh, don't remind me." I groan.

"So what's going on?" Rose asked me very concerned.

"I've been having boyband troubles." I explain.

"Well lucky you!" She smiles, "I would die to see One Direction!! Especially Niall. " I give her a funny smirk.

"Have a thing for Irish men?" giggle jokingly. Her cheeks redden, which makes me burst out laughing.

"What he's adorable!!!" She blushes.

"Okay whatever." I smirk. She hides her face and begins bagging up the person's groceries.

"Did you find everything okay today?" I ask, scanning the persons items one by one, handing them over to Rose who is completely frozen. I give her a weird look, but she only mumbles to herself as a response.

"Yeah I found exactly what I was looking for," A muscular man with a strong British accent said.

My eyes widen, I look up totally shocked.

"H-hi Zayn." (Haha did u think it was gonna be Harry?)

"Harry was trying to look for you everywhere." He tells me quietly.

I sigh and nod slightly. "I bet,"

"Look here's his number." He hands me a slip of paper,"Just please text him or something before he calls the cops. He couldn't sleep or anything last night." I nod in response.

"Hi Niall," I smile seeing Niall eyeing the beef jerky thats on display. Rose's eyes imminently shoot up. I couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Oh hi Mia," he greets.

"Do you think you could help Rose bag? She's having a little trouble. She usually doesn't bag."

He looks down at Rose and gives her a wave. She blushes immensely.

I watch as Niall goes down and helps her, making small talk.

Once we finish bagging I ring up there groceries.

"See you later, right?" Zayn looked at me closely.

"Yes," i mumble softly, "I'm gonna call Harry now."

Zayn gives me a smile and heads off with Niall. I look down at the ground, nervous to call Harry.

"You okay?" Rose asks me concerned?

"Yeah... Are you?" I smile.

She gives me a wide grin and shows me her phone.

"I GOT NIALL HORANS PHONE NUMBER!!!" She yells.

I put a hand over a mouth, letting her know that she's a little too loud.

I laugh.

"Congrats!" I tell her, "Now I need to go make a phone call," I mutter. She nods understanding what I mean.

I head over to the bathroom and pull out my phone, dialing Harry's number slowly.

"Hello?" I hear a voice question.

"H-hi Harry," I mutter quietly.

"Mia?" He asks.

"Harry, can I come see you?" I ask.

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