Adopted by Zerrie

8.

A month later.

Cece's p.o.v.

I woke up to a loud thud coming from downstairs. I wasn't sure if it was something that I needed to go check out, or if I should just stay up here. I decided to get up and check it out. I walked over to my door, and just before I opened it, I heard screaming. Oh, boy.

"Zayn! Would you be quiet? She is trying to sleep and you've probably woken her up!" Perrie yelled harshly.

"I don't give a rats ass Perrie." Ouch, that hurt.

"Zayn stop, your drunk." Perrie pleaded. She sounded desperate, and it hurt me to hear that. I couldn't let another relationship be destroyed in front of my eyes. I opened my door, and headed slowly down the stairs, trying to be quiet.

I heard the sound of a hand connecting with another human being. Screw it, I thought running full speed down the stairs.

I got to the kitchen to see Zayn breathing heavily, and Perrie crumbled on the floor crying. A hand flew up to my mouth, hoping it was Perrie who slapped Zayn, and not the other way around. Zayn looked up and saw me. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

"Uh, sorry, for uh, waking you." Zayn mumbled awkwardly. Perrie looked over to me, and broke down crying even more. I felt bad, were they arguing over me?

"Go back to bed," Perrie said, avoiding eye contact. I shook my head.

"No, not until you tell me why you are arguing." I stated, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Its none of your fucking business," Zayn yelled, his stance becoming more threatening.

"Look Zayn," I spat his name, hoping to get my point across, "you don't scare me. I lived with someone who was worse than you could ever think of being. To think that your starting down the same road as them, hurts. But I don't care, I just feel bad for Perrie. She has to live with this." I put him in his place, and his face fell just the slightest.

"Cece..."

"Perrie doesn't deserve this." I said, before tuning my back and walking upstairs.

I didn't want to stay in this place, if this is how he's going to be. I can't live through that again. I sighed, deciding to do something I've never done before.

I gave him a second chance.

Perrie's p.o.v.

"Zayn, what did you do?" I whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"She's probably going to leave now! We gave her a life she's always secretly wanted, and now you're turning out like her father, who would want to stay in that position again?"

"I am no where near her father! I didn't do half of the horrible things he did!" Zayn stated firmly.

"Because it's only been one night!"

I stood up, regaining my composure. Cece's words kept swirling in my head, 'Perrie doesn't deserve this'. She's right, I don't.

"You can sleep on the couch tonight." I turned around ignoring his plea's, and walked up the stairs. The bathroom light was on, so I waited for Cece to come out. The door opened, and she stood there, a smile lightly played on her lips.

"Hey, you okay?" She asked.

"Y-yeah. I mean, I will be. Um, are you okay?"

"Of course."

She pulled me into a hug, and I'm honestly surprised. She's never hugged me before. I smiled and wrapped my arms around her as well. I tried to not let her know that I was crying, but when I sniffed, she hugged me tighter. Obviously that made me break down even harder. I started full blown crying. I leaned the side of my cheek on top of her head, and saw Zayn standing at the foot of the stairs looking distraught.

I pulled back, and thanked Cece again, before sending her off to bed again.

"Goodnight, Zayn." I said.

"Goodnight, my love." He whispered, and I swear a tear fell down his cheek.

We were so good, what happened? We used to be on top of the world, and we used to be so in love, and now we're just... what? I don't even know, and that's scary. Are we a thing, or not a thing? Are we going to stay a thing? Or fall even deeper into this pit of madness. The fans, oh Lord the fans, they cannot know about this. I don't want them to hate him or me for his drunken mistakes. He's just got to get his shit together. Will I get hurt even more in the process, though? Will it even work if he fixes his mess? Or will it just lead to more drama? God, all this is so confusing, I just wish I had a light to bring it all together clearer.

Authors Note:

Hey guys. It hurt me to write this because Zayn.. but I gotta let this flow with reality just a little bit. /: Love you guys !

-Kenzie