*Zayn's POV*

-FLASHBACK-

"You always do the same shit! What am I suppose to do?! Clap and say way to go Zayn??!"

Rebecca buried her face in her hands and started to cry. I didn't know what to do. What to say. I know I fucked up badly this time.

I went outside to think. This would be what the 4th time I did this? I went to parties, I always did. Every high schooler needs to have some fun. I went with some friends and we got drunk. The next thing I know is I'm fucking some random girl from the party. It just happens. Every time I'd tell Rebecca, which was my girlfriend at the time, she'd forgive me. She'd give me chance after chance and I would take advantage of it.

As soon as I was going to step inside to tell her to forgive me. I saw her rush outside with a suitcase in her hand.

"That's it Zayn. I'm done with this. I'm not going to let you hurt me again. You showed me that I can't trust you." She walked to her car and drove away.

I stood there. Shocked. She finally left, she had enough of me. I lost the only person who cared and loved me. Only because of my dumbass decisions. I sat down in the grass unaware of what to do. Should I talk to her or let her go?

-NOW-

I shook my head as I remembered what happened with Rebecca. I was a stupid 17 year old. I didn't care about anything besides getting high and drunk. That's why I avoid alcohol at any place I go to. You learn from your mistakes I guess. I heard a couple of weeks ago that Rebecca got engaged and I'm glad that another person is making her happy. She deserved better.

I checked my watch. 2:30am. I should get going. I was tired of staying here and waiting for Harry and Niall. They can find someone else to take them home. I grabbed my stuff and headed home.

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