Engaged [z.m.]

Chapter 18: Vulnerable

C H A P T E R   E I G H T E E N

Perrie

For a second, I sat in the studio in complete shock. Zayn had never talked to me like that. We fought, like every couple, we fought over the silliest things but never had he ignored me like that.

Never had he made me feel like I should keep my nose out of his problems. He was a very open person with me and I appreciated that so very much. No matter what, he was the one to always come clean. He was the one to always communicate over every single one of our problems. He was the one constantly reminding me how much talking to each other is going to help with our problems instead shutting each other out.

Then, why was he being like that?

I bit my lip and comprehended what to do. I finally decided to go after him. I made my way towards the door to be greeted by numerous others once I opened it. The studio that One Direction worked at could not exactly be called a studio considering its size and the number of other things it was used for. It was where they edited and compiled their album. Their A&R division worked here along with the people from their record label that were dedicated to their albums. Most things when it came to their music and albums took place here.

It was like a second home to One Direction. I looked around and spotted Mason and Harry standing very near to the door of the studio that I had just come out of. They were arguing back and forth and Harry would crack a smile every few seconds.

Unfortunately, Zayn was nowhere to be seen.

I made my way to a room in the building where the boys usually hung out in during lunch breaks or to play video games between recordings. I pushed the door open to find it absolutely empty. I frowned, walking out.

I then checked the place where they kept rehearsals, more studios. I checked the room where they made remixes and edited the songs but they were mostly empty except for a few people, deep in work. I sighed, making my way out of the building.

Maybe he went for a walk or to get some fresh air.

I was surprised when I found out that his car wasn't in the parking lot. I remembered spotting it when I came here.

I felt hurt as I walked back inside to retrieve my bag and keys to get the hell out of here. He wouldn't leave me like that. My mind couldn't accept it. He wasn't acting normally and it was freaking me out.

Harry and Mason were inside the studio when I came back. Harry was recording and shot me a confused look from inside the glass atelier where he was recording. He was obviously surprised to find me alone, gathering my things with the food still not finished up. I passed him a small smile and gave Mason a hug goodbye before walking out.

I wanted to call him. Shout at him. Say something but I didn't. I kept quiet. I pulled out my phone from my bag to find no calls from him. I tossed my bag into my passenger seat, angrily. I pushed the keys into ignition and started to drive home.

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I spent the rest of the day at home, constantly thinking about Zayn and contemplating whether or not to call him but decided against every single time. I cooked myself some dinner and then Jesy came over for a couple of hours before she left as well, leaving me alone once again.