Can't believe you're, packing your bags
Trying so hard not to cry.
Had the best time, and now it's the worst time,
But we have to say goodbye.
Don't promise that you're gonna write,
Don't promise that you'll call,
Just promise that you won't forget we had it all.

Melanie's P.O.V:

Today is the day when I'm leaving for America, I still didn't inform my friends because I don't know what their reactions will be. I got so close to each one of them. I've given up on getting my memories back, because I know they won't come back. But I wish I can re-live all those moments spent with each one of them, again.

I hear a knock on my door when my mother steps in with tears in her eyes. I quickly get up from my bed, and pull her to sit with me, while she breaks into loud sobs.

"Mum, what's wrong?" I ask her, wiping away her tears. She doesn't answer, all I can hear is her whimpers and sobs.

"Mum-" before I can say anything, I notice a paper in her hands. My eyes squint in confusion, as I grab the paper from her hands.

"Your...your..Dad," these are the only words which come out from her mouth. My heart begins to beat fast, as I hear those words from her mouth. What could've happened to him? I look at her in confusion, when she points at the paper.

I look at the tear stained note, before reading what it says.

I'm sorry, but I couldn't do it anymore. I wasn't happy and I know neither were you or Mel. We barely talked to each other or spent time like a family. All these years have been hard for each one of us. I found someone else, and I want you to move on in your life too.

-Take care of yourself and Mel.

I fall on my knees when I re read the letter in my hands. How can he leave us like this? Tears begin to flow from my eyes, making my vision cloudy. I look up at my mother, who has her head in her hands with tears continuously escaping from her eyes. I quickly get up and wrap my arms around her thin body. My Dad broke my family, he ended everything. He ended the last hopes of this family. Why do people always leave me? Whenever I love someone, they just leave me and show me that I'm not worthy of all of the love. They show me where I belong.

"I'm sorry," I whisper as she whimpers in my arms. I kiss her forehead, when I see my sister standing on my doorway, with a confused look all over her face. She quickly rushes inside and bends down in front of Mum and I.

"Why are you both crying?" She asks in a worried voice. She rubs my back, trying to calm me. I quickly get up and wrap my arms around her. After that accident, I never got the chance to meet my sister again. She pulls back and wipes away my tears, turning towards Mum.

"What's wrong? You both are scaring me." She says, with a frown on her face. I hand her the letter from my father which she starts reading with her expressions changing from confused to shocked. She gasps and looks up at my mother, quickly pulling her in a hug.

The sound of my mother's sobs and whimpers is making me sick. I can't stay here anymore and watch her get tortured. I pick up the car keys of my car (my sister's old car), which I got gifted after her wedding, and storm outside my house.

I wipe away the tears and put the keys in the ignition, starting it. My phone blinks and I receive a text from Waliyha.

From Wal:
Going to El's place. You wanna come?

Keeping my phone on a side, I drive my car to Eleanor's house. I want to divert my attention to somewhere else. I still have time in my flight, so I can at least say, Good bye to all of them. I pull my car beside Eleanor's car, and see Louis' car there as well. Maybe Lottie is also here.

I walk my way to Eleanor's front door and before I can ring her bell, I notice her door already unlocked. Wiping away my tears, I clutch the door nob when I hear someone's car pull in the parking lot. I turn around and see Waliyha who waves her hand at me. I wipe another tear which falls from my eyes and wave her back. I turn back, and open the door, stepping inside Eleanor's house. Silently I make my way to her living room when I stop dead in my tracks. My eyes widen and lips part, when I see the scenario in front of me.

Eleanor and Louis' lips are locked with each other as his hand moves all over her shirtless body. They seem so busy with each other that they don't even bother to notice my presence in the room. The tears which I had controled earlier, start to flow again. I shake my head and turn around. I notice the same look on Waliyha's face who stands in front of me. Before I can break down in front of her, I run out of Eleanor's house. I quickly get in my car when I hear Waliyha's voice from behind. She tries her best to stop me but I put the keys back in the ignition and start my car, ignoring her.

This is enough for me. I don't even know why I trust people anymore. Every one tries their best to show me that I don't deserve any love, I don't deserve any kind of happiness, but I'm stubborn and I give people chances to break my heart again and again.

The whole drive back home was a difficulty for me. Due to my tears not stopping, my vision had become completely blurry. I could see Waliyha's car following me from behind. As soon as I reach my home, I quickly make my way to my room. I pack some of the things in my bag, I had decided to pack later.

"Mel, are you okay?" I hear Samantha's voice from behind. I don't reply to her and continue packing my things in the bag.

"Melanie, calm dow--what are you doing?" Waliyha's voice is heard, when she barges in my room. I turn around and look at her with tears in my eyes. She confusingly stares at my bags, then at Samantha and then back at me.

"Mel, you didn't tell her that you are leaving?" Samantha asks me. I shake my head as more tears escape from my eyes. I watch Waliyha's facial expressions change. Her eyes widen as she cluelessly stares at me.

"Where are you going? Is it because of Louis and Eleanor--"

"I'm leaving, Waliyha. I'm leaving for America." I whisper, as tears escape from my eyes.

"W-what America? You'll come back, right? Please, tell me, you are coming back?" She asks on the verge of crying. I shake my head when I hear her gasp. A tear escapes from her eyes as she takes a step back from me in shock. I move forward to hug her but she jerks my hands away. "Stay away from me!" She raises her voice at me and I step back.

"I'm sorry--"

"Bullshit! How can you leave us? You didn't even bother to inform us, not even me!" She cries. I try to speak but no words come out of my mouth except from sobs. I fall on my knees in front of my sister and best friend, breaking into loud sobs.

"My father left me, I again got cheated by my boyfriend and best friend! You still want me to stay?!" I cry. She looks at Samantha confusingly and Samantha tells her about our father.

"Shit." She mumbles. "I'm sorry, Melanie. I'm really sorry to hear this. But you don't have to leave us. We'll figure out something, yeah?" Waliyha bends down to face me and pulls me in a hug.

"My flight is in an hour," I inform her. She pulls back and looks at me in defeat.

"Is this your final decision?" Samantha asks me and I nod. I get up from the floor and zip my bags. I watch as Waliyha and my sister stare at me quietly with tears in their eyes.

Carrying my bags, I walk towards my mother's room to find her asleep on her bed. I watch as she lies there with her tear stained cheeks and pillow. She looks so fragile, and weak. It would be difficult for me to leave her like this, but if I stay here, it would be difficult for me to live, watching my mother break everyday.

"I'm sorry, Mum. I love you, I love you a lot but...but I can't stay anymore." I whisper, and kiss her forehead. She is still asleep, and I don't want to wake her up because saying good bye to her would be impossible for me. I turn around, wiping my tears and leave her room, glancing at my mother for the last time.

"Please don't go," Waliyha cries as soon as I walk into the living room. I bite my lip and step forward to hug her. This is so difficult. I'm not sure if I can do this or not.

"Give my love to each one of our friends, aunt Trisha, Safaa and Doniya." I say, kissing her cheek. She pulls away from me.

"What about Zayn?" She asks, wiping her tears. "He doesn't even know you're going."

"Nobody knows, neither did you until now." I say and walk towards my sister to hug her for the last time. I hear both of them sniffle as I walk outside my house and get in the car. I watch Waliyha and Samantha from the window, as they wave at me in tears. My eyes travel all over my house and street as I say farewell to everything and everyone here.

Zayn's P.O.V:

I hear my phone continuously vibrate, when I tell Liam to pass it to me.

"Zayn, she's...she's leaving." Waliyha cries on the phone, making me confused.

"Why are you crying? Who's leaving?" I ask her, sitting straight on my couch. I hear loud sobs on the other line, which make me worried and scared.

"Melanie..she's leaving..America..forever," She manages to say between her continuous sobs. I feel like my heart dropped in my stomach or someone just broke it into two pieces. She can't leave like this. She didn't even tell anyone about it. Or was I the only one who didn't know about it?

"She already left for the airport, her flight is in an hour." Waliyha informs and my eyes widen. She's going without even a good bye. Even if she said, good bye, I wouldn't have been able to let her go. I can't let her go, I have to stop her.

"Stop her, please." Waliyha begs and I end the call, getting up from the couch. Liam and Harry look at me in confusion and ask me what's wrong. I take the car keys from the side and run towards my car, leaving them confused and shock behind me.

I blink away the tears which are brimming in my eyes and diall Melanie's phone number, while driving my car. I keep trying to call her but she doesn't receive any of my calls so I call Waliyha instead.

"I'm on my way to the airport, but she's not receiving any of my calls." I say in a panicking voice as I speed up my car.

"She won't. She doesn't want anyone to stop her after what happened today," Waliyha pauses. "She's hurt, Zayn. She's really hurt." She says, making me confused.

"What happened? Is she alright?" I stop the car in the traffic. Shit. If I don't reach there on time, she'll leave and I'll lose her. I can't let that happen at any cost. "Call Louis, and tell him to stop her, he is her boyfri--"

"Louis freaking cheated on her!" Waliyha cuts me off. My eyes widen when I hear her. I'm not sure if I heard her correct. Is Louis the reason she's hurt and leaving us? I feel the heat rise up in me as anger takes control of me and I bang my hand on the steering wheel.

"I'll see that Douche later. I can't believe he freaking did that to her!" I raise my voice. Soon the traffic starts moving and I again speed up my car.

"Just stop her, please." Waliyha cries.

"I will. I can't let her go, I love her, Waliyha. I love her a lot." I say and sigh, closing my eyes for a while. My eyes open when I see the flashlights of a semi-truck coming from the wrong way. In this moment, my brain stops and all I can do is hear loud honks of the truck and the flashlights which are blinding me. That is when my car collides with the truck and a loud bang is all I can hear.

The crash seems to take for ever; as adrenaline coarses through my system. I can see there is no hope. My car is hydroplaning into a semi-truck. I can't do anything as it's too late. In this case there isn't a thing I can do, accelerate, breake or hand-breake. I am trapped in a steel prison. As the front of the car hit the truck, I suddenly hate inertia. My body is flung forwards my face hits the hood of the car. My bones, muscles, joints and organs feel like they are being crumbled and smashed into a tiny box. My lungs contract with such force that I am afraid they will fold into themselves. My arms and legs are flailing, searching for somewhere to hold and stop the forward movement my body is going in. The world must have kept flickering its figurative light switch because my vision keeps on flashing from bitter darkness to blinding white light. I can taste the coppery blood pooling in my mouth. I can feel it grazing my teeth and soaking my tongue. The only sound that fills my ears is the crushing of glass mixed with the distinct crackles of my bones and my sister's screams from my phone. All I can do is hope for the best, which I find no more.

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Stay safe and blessed. Keep smiling cause it looks best on you.

You guys most probably hate me right now, but I love y'all and Zayn a lot.

Thank you for your support. :) xx