Our Secret-A Zerrie Fanfic

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

"Zayn is currently in surgery."

I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach and I thought the whole world had turned upside down with me in it.

"WHAT! WHY? And no one bothered to tell me?"

"Zayn didn't want us to tell you Perrie. Lets get to the hospital and you'll know why alright."

I couldn't understand why Louis didn't want to tell me the reason. I gripped the car seat tightly as he sped through the traffic.

We ran into the hospital and I saw Harry squatting on the floor with his face in his hands, Niall sitting on the chair staring at the "operation" sign and Liam pacing up and down.

Liam noticed me and stopped pacing. "Perrie." He whispered and the rest of the boys' head turned to Liam and followed his gaze to me. I stormed up to them and demanded "is anyone going to finally tell me something!"

Harry took a box and passed it to me. "This was what Zayn wanted us to give you, if he passed away. But we guess it's better if we gave it to you know." His voice sounded raspy as if he had been crying.

Passed away? Wasn't it just a minor surgery? I looked at the box for answer. I sat down and tore the box open. Inside was a letter accompanied by a teddy bear.

"Dear Perrie,

If you are reading this, it would only mean I've lost the battle with the operation. You see, there's a blood clot that's pressing onto my nerves causing the fever I had last week. I have to undergo surgery to have it removed but I only have an 80% chance of surviving and I could lose my memory.

I'm really sorry for deceiving you all along as I didn't want you to worry. I waited till the X factor finale ends before undergoing surgery as I wanted to be supporting you. I'm sure you will win it and I want you to know I'm so proud of you.

If you ever need to talk to me or jut something to cuddle, here's a bear I bought for you. I love you Perrie, never forget that.

Remember what you told me, that you'll never quit singing when I die, because that is what I would want you to do. There's one more thing I want you to do though, find a better man Perrie, one who's not sick, one who deserve you enough and one who can love you properly.

I'm sorry I've failed you and I hope you will move on with life. A bright future awaits you. I will be watching you from above and protecting you. I'll be your guardian angel. Please know, that I love you.

Xoxo, Zayn Malik

Attached to it was a few photographs, the ones we took at the X factor, some we took privately and the last one was of our date yesterday.

The photographs slipped out of my hands and into the box. I looked around, and tried to take everything in. It felt like Zayn had already died. But he hasn't. I had to convince myself he hasn't.

I did not shed a tear, I just laid back and stared at the operation sign like Niall and tried to be tough. For Zayn. The boys seemed shocked at my calmness but they all settled down and gave me a pat on my shoulder, silently comforting me.

After an hour and a half, the operation sign went off. We hurried stood up and needed to know Zayn's condition immediately.

"The blood clot has been successfully removed, and Mr Malik should recover well. As for any side effects we would have to wait after he wakes up before asserting his condition. He's currently in his ward."

We quickly thanked the doctor and rushed to Zayn's ward. We waited for him to be awake and his eyes fluttered open after fifteen minutes.

He looked around his surroundings while all of us called his name, asking if he was feeling ok. He looked confused, and tried to register our faces but he seemed like he was unable to recognize us.

"Who are you?" He asked and the rest of us looked at each other in shock. He had lost his memory. The boys re-introduced themselves and told Zayn they were in a band called One Direction. Harry whipped out his phone and showed Zayn his wallpaper which was a picture they had taken before the operation. Zayn seemed to have no recollection about it and the boys tried to remind him some way or another about his past.

"Let me get this straight. We are in a band. Called One Direction. Because we entered the X factor and got put together as a group, what is the X factor. Anyways, we are dominating the world and are labelled the world's biggest boyband. We've released one album and broke records? You're Louis, you're Niall, you're Liam and you're Harry?" Zayn tried to clarify.

"Yes Zayn, do you still not remember a thing?" Niall who seemed to be dejected by Zayn's memory loss.

I stood in the corner, preparing myself for the worse. If Zayn couldn't remember the boys, there was no doubt he couldn't remember me too. I felt so disheartened and just froze in the corner.

His eyes caught sight of me. "And this pretty lady here, is one of your girlfriend?" He turned to the boys and asked.

Niall, Louis and Harry turned to stare at me with their jaws dropped, while Liam stared at Zayn in disbelief, trying to take it all in.

"No Zayn, she's YOUR girlfriend." Liam stated. Zayn looked back at me with confusion before analyzing me with a smile. "Well, she's a beauty. She's really my girlfriend?"

The boys nodded and Zayn beckoned me to come forward. I shyly stepped towards him and he signaled me to come even closer. Now, our faces only an inch away, he smacked his lips on mine, roughly kissing me.