Teenage Summer (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 19

                                                                Ashley’s POV

                I finally stopped running once I reached Harry, who was deep in conversation with Niall and Zayn. I jumped right into his arms, not caring about what I was interrupting, and sobbed right into his shoulder. Tom had almost gotten me again. Tom could get any of the other.

                “N-Ni, please go get the rest of the guys and Lorraine, please. Tom’s here be careful,” I cried, watching as Niall took on a worried look, and ran off, taking Zayn with him.

                “Babe, what happened? Did you say Tom’s here?” Harry asked with a concerned look on his face.

                “Yes,” I choked out. “He just grabbed me and, and Perrie’s alive and here.” I proceeded to tell him the whole thing, watching as he muttered out curses, growing angry. 

                “I thought she died! How can she be alive! I did suspect she was working for him and he was in jail! How did the sick bastard get out?! Babe, I’m so sorry, I don’t know why you even got involved with him, it wasn’t safe, and I’m the worst boyfriend ever.” He continued to ramble on, clearly upset by this.

                I silenced him with a kiss. “Harry, I love you, and I don’t regret for one minute dating you. We’ll be fine; we can get through it together. You’re amazing.”

                Suddenly, everyone rushed towards us; thankfully all the guys and Lorraine were there, no one was missing...

                “Zayn,” a familiar voice purred, Perrie going straight up to him. He looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

                “Don’t trust her! She had to have worked for Tom! Zayn!” I yelled at him, seeing as he began to fall under her spell.

                “Zayn, don’t listen to her. It’s me you love, not her. I was just as happy to get away from Tom as everyone else. Why would I work for him when he shot and almost killed me?” Perrie said to hip, placing a manicured hand on his bicep.

                He didn’t respond, just pulled her in for a kiss. “What the fuck Zayn?! Don’t trust her! Is it some kind of coincidence that she and Tom are at the same party?” Lorraine shouted. Zayn just shrugged into his kiss.

  "Um, you were shot in the head! Shouldn't you be a dead bitch and not a fucking living one!", Harry said.

     He glared at us in disgust. He was stupidly in love.

                Finally, he pulled away, wrapping a hand on her waist. “Zayn, if you ever once cared for me, even for one minute, please just come over here with me for a second. Please,” I whispered to him, pleading, remembering all of our intimate moments.

                Reluctantly, he pulled away from Perrie, and I dragged him to a more private area.

                “Zayn, please don’t fall for her again or trust her. I know she’s working for Tom. I also know you miss her and really liked her, but she was ‘dead’ and that’s scary especially since you saw Tom ‘kill’ her. If you trust her, you’ll probably be dead, too.”

                “Ashley, look, it’s okay that you still like me and don’t want me to move on, but I still like her. And besides, you still have Harry, so we’re just not meant to be. I know I can trust her, and there’s no need for you to be jealous, you have a great boyfriend. We can still be friends.” He did not really just fucking say that. He missed my entire point.

                “Fuck, Zayn! What we did the other day was a mistake, I don’t like you. And you’re missing the point that she could kill you! But fine, if you want to date her, that’s fine, but do all of us a favor and stay away from us, not all of us want to sacrifice our lives for some ugly bimbo.” I stated before walking back to everyone, telling Perrie to ‘fuck off,’ and telling everyone else about what just happened.

  "But, what if he does get hurt?", Lorraine pouted in to Liam's chest.

   "Well, that's the risk he's willing to take", he answered kissing her forehead, his eyes showing that he was even more worried. Well, he was one of his best mates....

  Zayn and Perrie then walked away off on to the rest of the beach. We all had a feeling this could be our goodbye to him. The boys waved to him, with concerned looks.

  Niall was even on the verge of pouting.

                                                                Zayn’s POV

                After Ashley was done being a jealous bitch, Perrie came over to me, looking as beautiful as ever.

                “Babe, I really missed you. I honestly thought you were dead and it tore me up inside.” I said sincerely, as she giggled.

                "Let's walk", she said then pulling me over on to the beach.

              For half an hour we just walked on the beach, talking, kissing and even a little something more.

       It was really good, seeing the girl I loved come back to me. Well, come back to life.... But how did she survive a bullet to the head? I never asked, I thought it might make her sad or uncomfortable.

   Then we walked off of the beach and in to the street area.

    We walked up to a black van. "Go on, step in babe", she said smiling.

    "I'll follow in, in a second", she said smiling again.

                “Go on in, babe. I’ll be right here.” Shrugging, I stepped in, regretting the decision once I saw Tom’s smiling face.

                “Zayn! We always knew you were the weakest link. Well, we can change that. How would you like a job?”.

               "I don't know. What's your offer?", I asked shaking from fear.

   I took a big gulp before I spoke....