One night stand-Zayn Malik

Chapter 57- All out of luck.

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Tara's P.O.V

" Hey, it's me" I said in the phone as I sat alone in the golden room, phoning Erica.

" Hey love how are you? I heard about the wedding and I'm so sorry" She said and her tone changed from happy to sad. " Why didn't you tell me ! " She suddenly yelled in the phone. I just started to remember how loud she could be.

" I'm sorry that I didn't tell you, I'm just having a hard time believing it myself plus that fucking bitch is making me do her wedding dress" I looked around. The only light that was shining was a lamp that lighted up the white dress that was supposed to leave this building first thing in the morning. My fingers were covered in band aids from hand sewing part of the dress. She needed it to be perfect, not covered in blood. 

" Say no more, I'm coming over" Erica hang up the phone. I put it down and sat down on the floor, studying the dress.

" You are at your office right?" I read on my phone and couldn't help but smile.

" Golden room, I'll tell security that I'm waiting for you" I send Erica back and couldn't help but smile a little as I called security from the office phone.It was nice wanting to laugh a little bit after being crying for four hours straight.

I sat down again and wiped the almost dried up tears. So he was going to marry her. What if he had answered my call few days ago?  

I didn't notice how I had been staring into the darkness until Erica arrived and filled the golden room with laughter and the smell of pizza. She turned on the lights, brought out plastic cups and sat down next to me and filled my cup with coke. She knew me way to well that girl, she was my one and only.

" So that's the dress huh?" Erica said after she finished the last slice. I stopped eating mine,throwing the left over on the empty pizza box  and looked at the dress.

" I wish I could say that it was ugly as hell...but" She looked at me but stopped talking when she noticed that I was looking at the dress with tears in my eyes. I dragged my knees to my chest to hide from Erica. Before I knew it I couldn't stop shaking and Erica's arm were wrapped tightly around me.  We didn't need to talk at all. She saw how hard this was and that was enough. She let me go and forced me to look at her.

" Now you listen to me" She said as she had her soft hands on my cheeks. She was trying to look powerful but I saw through her. She was having a hard time not showing any emotions. Her eyes were watery but still she had a strict line on her mouth.

" You are going to wear this dress, not her. Something is going to happen, we will find a way, there is a way" 

I stopped crying as she looked deeply into my eyes. I wanted to believe her. I wanted to stop this wedding but I was all out of luck. Perrie was winning. I lost.

" I promise Tara" She suddenly whispered and let go of me and leaned her back to the wall. I rested my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes. I needed something to stop the pain that was killing me slowly. I just could not bare it.