"What is it? Just tell me." I said.

"Well, it's been going on for a long time now." Louis mumbled.

"What's been going on for a long time?" I asked, suddenly growing nervous.

"Since before we were, um, a couple, I've been seeing this girl: Abigail." He sighed.

"For how long?" I choked.

"Since yesterday." He replied, avoiding eye contact.

"Oh. Um okay." I whispered, a single tear escaping as I turned my head. I stood up and walked slowly to the door.

"Chloe wait!" Louis called, crossing the room and grabbing my wrist. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was being drawn away from his now red face.

"Don't touch me." I warned.

"We can work through this." He insited, not phased by the slap I sent him just seconds ago.

"Not this time. I'm tired of watching every girl we pass stare at you! I'm tired of your fans hating me just because we were dating!" I yelled.

"Were?" He asked, his voice cracking.

"Yes were. I'm done!" I replied, storming towards the door.

The worst feeling in the world is when you want so badly to cry but you can't bring yourself to do it. I've wasted too many tears on boys and I'm done with it. I don't care if he's my best friend or not, he went too far this time.

"What's going on up there?" Simon called, as Louis knocked over the nightstand.

I ran down the stairs and stopped in front Simon.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

I just shook my head and buried my face in my palms. I pushed past him and ran out the door.

~~~

Eleven times my phone has rang. Thirty new texts I haven't looked at. Louis hasn't done a lot of things to prove he was untrustworthy, but this time he had.

"Chloe?" Morgann whispered, knocking on my door.

I didn't say anything. She was more than likely here to replenish my tissue supply; I had already gone through three boxes.

"Do you want a slice of pizza?" She continued, not coming any closer to the bed.

I shook my head in a slow, steady motion. In response, she let out a deep sigh and walked back down the stairs.

I think the worst possible feeling in the world, is when you want to cry; you want to cry so badly it physically hurts! But you can't. You can't because you're so angry. So angry at the person who hurt you, that you can't even control your own emotions.

My phone buzzed once again. This time I bothered to see who it was: Niall.

"Hello?" I whispered, my voice cracking.

"Chloe? Are you okay? We've been trying to reach you for hours!" Niall replied.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"Are you okay?"

So the other boys obviously didn't know what had happened. Oblivious to the truth. Lost in the dark.

"No not really." I managed to answer.

"Can we come over?" He asked.

"It's probably not the best time." I sighed.

"Okay well let us know when we can see you." Niall replied.

"Okay. Thank you." I answered, fumbling with the end button on my phone.

~~~

Day three was the worst.

I spent the majority of it with big "Beats" covering my ears. Day three was the day that reality hit me like a tsunami. Like a wave, crashing over my fantasy world and drowning it with the truth.

Day three was the day I cried; I cried until I couldn't cry anymore, physically and mentally. I cried to the point of exhaustion. To the point of dehydration.

Day three was the day the magazines came. Morgann said nothing as she tossed a glossy copy of "People" on my bed; a picture of Louis and I taking up the entire cover. Even worse, we were standing in separate parts of a broken heart.

~~~

Day five was the day I stopped feeling bad for myself.

I got out of bed and showered, I ate my first piece of food in days and I had an actual conversation.

"It's nice to see you on your feet again." Morgann smiled. Her smile was a real, genuine smile.

"It's nice to be on my feet again." I replied, taking a small nibble of toast.

"You look thinner." She said, noticing the way my thighs no longer touched.

"I haven't eaten anything in almost a week." I sighed.

I was going to have to eat a hamburger because I will not have girls looking to me as a role model to starve themselves for a stupid gap between their thighs.

~~~

Day seven was the day I called Niall.

"Hey. I would really like it if you, Harry, Zayn and Liam came over." I said.

"Not Louis?" Niall asked, puzzled.

"No."

They were at my house within twenty minutes. I welcomed them with hugs and appreciation.

"So I need to talk to you guys." I sighed, looking around as the guys snacked on the chips I set out.

"What happened?" Zayn asked. "Does this have to do with Louis?"

"Actually yes. Louis..." I started. "Louis and I..." I tried again.

"It's okay." Niall coaxed.

"Louis and I ended things." I said.

Worried expressions were exchanged from Niall to Harry, Harry to Liam, Liam to Zayn and back to Niall.

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking." Liam spoke. Liam will always be the most polite one in the group.

"I don't mind." I insisted. "He told me he was cheating on me."

"With who?" Harry demanded.

"Some girl named 'Abigail'." I shrugged.

"Why would he tell you though? You guys had such an awesome relationship." Niall said.

"Maybe he was feeling guilty and just had to be honest with me." I replied.

"I'm going to find out." Niall sighed, standing up.

~~~

"I'm going to the store." I called to Morgann, pulling my hair into a ponytail and walking down stairs.

I grabbed my car keys and swiftly walked through the door.

"Chloe!"

Oh God. Morgann didn't tell me the paps had been staking out the apartment.

"Chloe! Is it true that you and Louis are done?"

I turned around and did something I never thought I would do.

"Yes. We're done and that's the end of it." I answered, being blinded by the flashes.

"Will you still be touring with them next year?"

"Of course. I'm not letting a break up ruin my career." I snapped, getting into my car and speeding down the street. 

~~~

So it's official...

Louis and Chloe have ended things...OR HAVE THEY?!

Jk you won't know until a certain chapter is posted.

Comment, vote and all that stuff.

~HaydenOneil

P.S. Don't be mad at me be mad at the characters. I'm not the one who cheated on a wonderfully perfect girl ;)

P.P.S Anything in italics was like a little flashback thing, so she was explaining to us. Let me know if you want Louis's POV of the break-up :)