31 Days.. (a zayn malik fanfiction)

chapter 35-serendipity (last chapter)

CHAPTER 35: SERENDIPITY

~ 2 weeks later…. ~

*** Zayn’s POV ***

“Still hasn’t contacted ya then?” Niall asked, peering over my shoulder as Holly’s voicemail greeted me again,

I sighed, “No.” I picked myself off the arm of the couch still clenching onto my phone and slouched onto the left side, staring blankly at the TV, “I just don’t get it Niall. She promised me she’d call when she arrived and now2 weeks on she hasn’t even called once.”

Niall threw his legs over the back of the couch as he leaped, landing beside me, “Maybe she lost your number?”

I turned my head and frowned at him,

“Just sayin’” he shrugged,

I ran my fingers through my messy hair nervously, “What if something happened to her Niall? Do you think something happened?”

“Don’t be ridiculous Zayn,” he scoffed as he shook his head, “surely you would of heard by now if something did happen.”

I nodded slowly, “Yeah..”

“She’ll call soon, don’t lose hope bud.” he tried comforting, switching through the TV channels swiftly,

“Argh!” I groaned, “I’m gonna try call her again.” 

“Go for it,” he said as he placed his feet up onto the coffee table in front of us,

I unlocked my screen and opened up my recent dials, tapping on Holly’s name mindlessly. For the past 2 weeks those 3 simple steps became a routine; a routine that was done so much that most of the time my fingers did it without me even having to think. And each time, the routine ended with the same heart-rending result.

I bit my lip as I raised my phone to my ear, tapping my foot anxiously with hopes that this was going to be the time it would end differently and that sweet, chirpy voice I missed would be on the other line instead of the recorded one I had grown so use to hearing.

“Hiiiii! It’s Holly! Leave a message after the…” 

*BEEP*

My eyes looked down at the ground and I hung my head as the familiar disappointing burden that occupied me for these past few weeks filled right up inside. It was hard enough for me to go through each day without her, living with this constant empty feeling of longing and loneliness, but the fact that I hadn’t heard from her in so long without a clue towards the reason was so painful for me. Those 31 days we spent together made us inseparable and the time I’ve had away from her has honestly been the hardest thing I had ever gone through. Had she forgotten about me already? 

I didn’t want to doubt her love because I knew how she felt about me in the way she looked into my eyes, that sort of thing can’t be faked; the eyes always spoke truth. But my thoughts repeatedly went into overdrive, asking questions that just made me feel worse, building up my tower of pain. 

Tomorrow was the last concert we had with Cher in Australia and it was in Holly’s hometown. This was the last chance that I would have to be able to see her for a very long time, and I needed nothing more than to just have her with me again. But it seemed no matter how hard I tried, my calls, my contacts, my emails, every single effort always went down the drain and I was left with what I started - nothing.

“I’m off to bed Niall,” I sighed as I stood up, giving up for the night,

He looked up at me and frowned, “It’s only 9pm Zayn?!”

“I know..” I nodded, tugging on my earring, “but I figured I’d have an early night so I can wake up early tomorrow and see if I can find Holly or just.. contact her before the show..”