Hate Turns To Lust (One Direction/ Zayn Malik Fanfic)

♪ Chapter 19 ♪

A/N

Sorry for the late update! Thanks for reaching my goals though!

~Aria's P.O.V~

Perrie. It was a bit of a shocker because even though she was annoying as hell she seemed nice and I thought that she was just a bit too crazy for Zayn. But I guess not, apparently she was too mental to understand that Zayn was not hers.

I clicked into the text message to read what she had sent to Austin.

To: Austin
From: Perrie

Great, Zayn is upset now and all I have to do is to comfort him. You can release Aria in an hour or so. You can do whatever you want with her after.

-P

I don't know what's more dumb, the fact that Perrie would think that she could gain Zayn's love and heart, in an hour or basically text someone all the information in your plan. Has she never thought about the fact that Austin might lose his phone and someone else could read all of this?

I quickly decided that I would go find Perrie before I would go to the hospital. I needed to confront her and then tell her whole scheme to everyone so she won't be in our lives anymore. I quickly sent a text to Perrie asking where she was.

From: Austin
To: Perrie

Alright. Where are you now, are you still with Zayn?

-A

Not long after there was another vibrate and Perrie responded. I looked at the text and groaned when I saw she wrote that she was going to her friend's house. How on earth am I going to find out which friend's house she was going to?

Whatever, I could talk to her later, when she is alone and un-protected by her gullible friends. I don't understand why she even has friends, she is so mean and just so... annoying. I started to walk towards the beach house to get my car. As I got closer, I noticed that nothing was in sight except for white ashes. I looked around, and everything was the same, except, my house was gone.

My car was still parked near the parking lot close to where the house was, but where was it now? I shook my head, deciding that it would be best if I just forgot about it now. I walked to my car and realized that I didn't have my keys. Guess I was going to have to break in to my own car.

Since I didn't have any tools to unlock the car sufficiently, I took a large rock nearby and smashed it against the window. I didn't really like this car anyways... The alarms went off so I slid my arm through the window and pressed a button to make it shut up. I unlocked the car and brushed some of the glass off the seat, cutting my hand a bit, in the process. I shrugged it off because it didn't hurt that much and slid into my seat.

I pulled some of the wires underneath the driving wheel out and started to play with them. I remember when I stole someone's car and drove it off a pier, almost killing myself... It was those days, when I was trying to forget about Austin, and did reckless things, not caring if I died or not.

I promised myself that I would never try to suicide again for a guy and promised that I would be strong and never fall in love. It was a good promise to myself, but now I wasn't so sure if I was going to be able to keep it.

A few minutes later, the smooth rev of the engine sounded and I pulled my car out of the parking lot. It took about 20 minutes for me to get to the hospital and with my luck, just as I got there, so did a familiar blonde...

I got out of the car and wiped some of the blood from my hands on my jeans before walking up to Perrie.

"Hey there babe, you're looking a little... stressed," I said coolly making her freeze.