[CHLOE'S POV]

When we came to the airport, I had a sudden feeling of regret and guilt washing over me. For some reason, I didn't want to run away and I didn't want to leave everyone. Knowing Jack, he was probably paranoid that I was going to jump off the Brooklyn Bridge or something. I was sat nervously between Jinxx and CC who both had their arms around me like I was going into my first exam of the school term, not leaving my best friend, the guy I loved and all of my other friends. When the bus came to a halt, I could feel my heart in my throat and the blood pulsing through my body.

I didn't want to leave. But I couldn't go back, could I? No, I couldn't go back and face all of the crap I'd been facing for three years. Jack couldn't expect me to get back with him after what happened before. Of course I blamed him, how could I not? But I knew it was also my fault and I contributed to the situation. And what made it worse was that I could have stopped John from dying if I'd have just listened to Jasmine. But she was just a compulsive liar, how could anyone have expected me to believe her after everything she'd done to Jack and me? Not to mention starting on Alex on tour then Lisa witnessing it. She'd caused so much shit maybe it was just John's time to die... NO. I would never think of it like that. Everyone accepted that I still loved John no matter what and I said before I wanted to stay with Louis but now that he'd come out, I really didn't know what I wanted anymore.

CC pulled me out of my thoughts and tugged at me on the arm and I instantly stood up. But when I got to grips with what I was doing, just running away from everything, my knees gave way and I collapsed on the ground but luckily I still had consciousness. My heart was still racing a gazillion times a minute and I started panicking again. CC pulled me into his grip and I used him as support to try and gain my balance again. I nodded at him in thanks and he smiled back at me. The rest of the boys stayed quiet but I wanted them to talk. I didn't want it to feel like someone else's funeral.

'Are you sure you want to go through with this C?' Andy asked, breaking the silence. All 5 pairs of eyes turned to me and looked at me with intense concentration. My head was screaming at me to turn back round and go to the girls and Jack. But I just couldn't.

I nodded. 'Yeah, I totally want to do this. Thank you all so much for helping me with this. I know I'm a total wreck, but I think I might be able to pull through.'

The boys' smiled warmed me right to the core. They all gave me a big hug that made me fit into life somewhere and when they pulled away, I felt lonely again. Andy had my bags and he escorted me to the check-in desk. The boys didn't follow us and instead they stayed outside.

After I checked in, Andy put my bags down and went to say goodbye. 'It was nice seeing you again, C. I'm still gonna miss you like hell though.'

I sniffed and tried to stifle a sob that I could feel coming. 'I'm gonna miss you too. Thanks for everything Andy and the boys helped a lot too.'

He pulled me into a memorable hug and I couldn't bear it any longer; the tears flowed like a stream and landed in pools on my jumper and I sobbed loudly. Andy tried to sooth me but it wasn't any good.

I'd made a bad decision. I saw from over Andy's shoulder (which was a surprise) to see the guys getting impatient and walking around. I sighed.

'Andy, you'd better go. The boys are getting impatient. I've gotta go in now.' I snivelled.

Andy pulled away slowly, and he saw my red eyes from all the crying. He cupped my face in his hands and said, 'everything is going to work out in the end.'

He kissed my forehead, hugged me a second time and backed away. I could see him getting smaller and smaller. I was on my own once again. Little did I know that that wouldn't last much longer.

I dragged my suitcases through the departure lounge and sat down in the nearest coffee shop when I heard familiar voices from behind me. I tried to ignore them but I knew something about them was familiar. I sat stiff, like I was in some kind of horror movie waiting to die from some psycho with an axe hovering above me. Instead, I turned around and looked at them, hoping they wouldn't notice me but it had seemed that they had noticed the back of my head.

'Chloe!' Louis' voice rang through my head like an annoying buzz from a fly. I sighed and muttered under my breath and turned to face the boys coming in my direction. I wanted to ignore everything and run into Louis' arms like nothing had happened and everything was fine but I couldn't. I had to sit there and get used to Larry Stylinson becoming official and to see my two best friends have their hearts broken.

Harry stood behind everyone awkwardly, like he didn't really want to be there and Niall and Zayn stood together, giving the impression they weren't getting involved. I smiled at them all and it was Liam that stepped out of the group and pulled me into a hug.

I was all out of crying today so I just closed my eyes and buried my head in Liam's chest. He whispered something like 'I'm sorry' but I didn't want to hear any of it now. Louis having the one night stand with Louis wasn't the problem it was Louis being with Harry, knowing he liked him and not telling any of us. My friends were in pieces and I just wanted to scream.

When I pulled away he looked into my eyes and I could sense the pain that we were all going through. When I turned to Louis he started to talk but I shook my head and put my hand up, refusing to hear anything he had to say before I'd spoken.

'No, I don't want to hear it. Let me speak first before you start saying "it just felt right",' I said. Louis backed down a bit a stepped back a pace. 'Forget about it. Forget about everything. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. If we come across each other I'll be civilised but other than that everything is over.' I couldn't believe myself that I said it but Louis' face was something else. all 5 of the boys stood completely shocked that I'd given up with trying to repair our relationship already.

'But... I...' Louis stuttered. Harry moved to the front of the crowd and placed his hand on Louis' shoulder. I breathed heavily and went to grab my suitcases when Liam placed his hand on mine and took my bags for me. I smiled at him and we both made our way out by the doors to the runways.

I just had to leave them behind. I didn't know whether Jordan or Jess would still continue to have anything to do with them but I just couldn't deal with the pain anymore. I'd lost John and Jack and now I'd lost most of my friends. Liam and me stopped and he put my bags down and looked at me apologetically.

'I'm sorry for everything. I wish you didn't have to leave but it's obviously what you want. I didn't mean for me and Lou to happen. It just... happened.' Liam argued. I shook my head and smiled.

'Look, Liam I forgive you and I forgive Louis and Harry too but it's just too much to handle now and I can't be dealing with any of this anymore. I'm not angry with you for sleeping with Louis, I'm just angry because Louis knew this obviously a long time ago and never told me so instead he waited so he could cheat on me to tell me he was gay.'

'I don't think he did it intentionally, Chloe. But thanks for understanding. I'm gonna miss you. Where are you gonna go?'

'Well, I'm going back to England and I think I'm just gonna go back to live with my mum. She'll understand but please don't tell anyone okay?'

Liam nodded. 'Sure, I'll stay quiet.' He imitated zipping his lips up and throwing away the key. I hugged him one last time and went up to the desk. The woman ripped my ticket and let me through to the tunnel and onto the plane.

I opened my hand luggage and pulled out a photo of everyone on tour and a photo of my friends and One Direction. Then suddenly I started to cry.

This was going to be a long flight.