Come Back (a Zerrie fanfiction)

Chapter 19: What Happened?

"Liam?"

"Yeah mate?"

"Is it just me or do you think Zayn's not going to 'just' take a stroll?"

"I'm sure he's just strolling to think about his and Perrie's situation."

Harry lets out a sigh.  He really hopes Zayn just went out for a walk. That little flip on the pit of his stomach's been bothering him the minute Zayn's gone outside and he hears the door click, and that flip often happens when he feels like something bad was going to happen to the band or something wrong was happening with any of his bandmates at the moment.

But then, the same feeling happened to him when Niall went out to eat at Nando's all by himself one day and by the time the Irish came back, he was in one fine piece. Unharmed and happy, even.

Harry prefers the latter to happen on Zayn. He doesn't want trouble falling on the band at the moment, for some of those facing 'trouble' are currently locking themselves in their rooms while the others try to move on and plaster a brave smile on their face.

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Zayn was seated on a wooden bench in the park. There weren't that much people since it was a weekday, meaning teenagers were in school and some other people were working. Besides, the people that were here in the park were some teenagers who had their classes starting in the late morning, or maybe some people that have graduated college but have no job. Simple as that.

Zayn puffed some smoke out of his mouth slowly, watching as the smoke floated and clouded his vision.

~FLASHBACK~

"Zayn!" Perrie whined as she stomped her foot on the ground like a five year-old. Her hair bounced a bit due to the movement.

"What?" Zayn questions as he looks up at Perrie through his shades. He and Perrie decided to just walk around London and settled on a random park, where they sat on the bench and talked about nothing at all. That is, until Zayn decided to get a pack of his cigarettes from his pocket, grabbing a stick and then getting a lighter from his other pocket to light the fag up.

Perrie stood up at that.

"You're smoking again!" Perrie complained, giving her boyfriend a tiny glare as she pouted.

Oh. That.

"Relax, babe."  Zayn fixed his shades with a finger. "It's just a stick, I promise."

Perrie snorted at that. "You promised not to smoke. At all!" she complained, that pout never leaving her pink lips.

He did? Oh yeah he did.

"You're going to have some serious medical issues when you grow up," Perrie added. This time, the pout was gone. It had gone into a straight line, and Zayn knew what that meant.

Perrie didn't like the idea of Zayn with serious medical issues in the future.

"Pezz," Zayn called her slowly. She had been staring at the ground so she looked up at the mention of her nickname.

"After this, I'll try to avoid them for as long as I can. How does that sound?" 

All Perrie did was grin and sit back down beside Zayn, holding his hand tightly.

~END OF FLASHBACK~

Zayn sighed as he placed the tip of the fag on his lips and sucked a bit, his cheeks hollowing as he did so.