Perrie's POV....
He smirked at me and then left. Oh my god why is he doing this? I didn't do anything to him! I don't deserve this!
I heard him on the phone talking to someone. I think he's talking about me. I sure hope Jesy can remember that number that called me. She'd know exactly what to do. I didn't tell anyone about the number because i thought it wasn't a big deal.
He came strolling back in with an annoyed look on his face.
"So i guess you're questioning why i have you here with me. Right?" He asked
I nodded.
"Well Perrie, before you left to go to the xfactor, we were going so strong. Over in South Sheilds, they knew us as the couple that was inseparable. When you told me you were trying out i was devastated because i knew i wasn't going to see you often. But i was happy for you because i knew you would make it and i wanted you to pursue your dream of singing." He continued. "Before you left, do you remember what we said?" I shook my head no.
"Well, you said that no matter what, we will talk everyday and still have this strong relationship that we had back then. You said that no matter what happens, we will always be together and i believed you. The first couple of weeks we were doing fine with our communication. When you got booted off, you came back and i was there for you until you got the call to come back to xfactor."
As he was talking i could start to remember all of this then he continued again
"Well when you got put in that girl group of yours, i was happy. I knew you would make it. But then i started getting less calls from you. I knew you'd be busy so i would just leave you a voicemail or a text. Every so often i would get a phone call from you but you just sounded so different. You seemed like you just forgot about it all. Like you threw me in the trash and pulled me out because you felt bad."
"I started seeing headlines about you and that Zayn guy. There were interviews of him and they would talk about you and there were interviews of you and you would talk about him. I knew something was up but i thought you remembered our promise to each other. I thought all of these rumors were fake. People in town would always talk to me about the Zayn thing and i just didn't know what to say. I tried calling you about it but you barely answered your phone. You didn't really explain anything to me. Finally one day you called me and i was so excited to talk to you. But you broke it off with me. I was so heart broken. I was so devastated and miserable."
I didn't realize what i had done. I was so wrapped up in all of this. I started to forget about him and when i met Zayn and we would start talking, in the back of my mind i remembered him but Zayn was just so different. I couldn't get him out of my mind.
"A couple of weeks later, i saw everywhere that you and him were now a thing. There were pictures of you guys holding hands and kissing and all. I was so angry. 2 years later, i finally had enough of this. I was sick of it all. I had to get you to me again. I then saw the whole cheating thing and then you and Harry and then i was like you know, she finally out did herself. The day after Zayn cheats, you're with Harry. Then i was finally able to let you go. I stopped loving you. I forgot about it all. Then i see a bunch of pictures of you at the airport leaving and stuff and the next thing i know, you and Harry broke up and you're coming back to London. Then a week later i see things about you and Zayn again."
"I knew i had to have a little chat about all of this. I was angry and upset. I had to make you feel the pain you put me through. I had to make it clear to you that you really hurt me. You KILLED me."
I had tears coming down my eyes. "Im sorry Nick." I managed to get out.
"Oh so NOW you're sorry?! NOW you see what you did?" He is now starting to shout and more tears are coming
"STOP CRYING YOU WHORE!" He yelled. I tried my best to hold back the tears. I was afriad. I didn't know what was going to happen to me.
"Well i don't think you know just how much you hurt me yet." He said and then pulled out a big knife.
He held it up and ran a long deep cut against my thigh. There was blood gushing out nonstop. I started crying again because of the burning sensation running through me and all the guilt wash over me. But i can't help it. I love Zayn. I did love Nick but not anymore.
He took the knife and ran it across my other thigh. The cut was also deep and blood was rushing out.
"Good bye Perrie" Was the last thing i heard before darkness took over me.
