Just a minute (A Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Break ups, Other sides and Decisions

*Zayn's POV*

"You are the worst fiancé ever. This is it Zayn. We are done. Goodbye." And with these words from her mouth my entire world came shattering down, my biggest fear was here, my love had left me.

I heard the only girl I loved dump me.

Everything flashed in front of my eyes, when we first me at the X Factor house, her first birthday with me, our first date, our first kiss,

I could see destiny laughing at me as it stood in front of my face, this was not supposed to happen.

Even though we said it less. Both of us knew what we felt for one another. We both knew what we wanted and we both knew it was not supposed to end this way.

"Good Morning." Brandana entered the room with a coffee tray in her hands, "Fuck your good morning!" I yelled at her. "Just like I fucked you Malik?" She smirked.

"Why did you do this Brandana? You know I have a fiancé and-" she laughed, "You had a fiancé Zayn." I closed my eyes as Ashley's voice rang in my head.

"Do you have any idea how bad you are Malik?" She kept the tray in front of me, "You had sex with some other girl when you had a fiancé. That is very bad!" She faked a shocked expressions.

"Shut up! Just shut up Brandana! You know this is not the truth. Do you have any idea what she and I are going through just because of your post?" I barked.

She nodded, "I know this is not the truth. However, Ashley, the media and your bandmates thinks this is. That matters more! I know what you two are going through, why do you think I posted your picture after taking your shirt off?" She crossed her arms.

"This was what I was asked to do. Ruin you both. I wish I could have sex with you," She ran a finger on my bare chest, "It would have been so good." Her finger ran just above the button of my jeans but I slapped it away, "But I am forbidden." She made a sad face.

"Who told you to do all this?"
"I am not allowed to reveal their name." Her jaw tightened, "Now gather your stuff and buzz off." She threw my shirt on my face.

"Your things are in the living room. Collect them and get out of my house." She said in a harsh tone and left the room.

This was my side of the story.

*Ashley's POV*

"Ashley?" Perrie tapped my shoulder, "Yeah, hi." I plastered a smile on my face.

Perrie aplogized after what happened and we have forgiven her because she realized that she was wrong and was only attracted to Zayn.

Her mother had got her married to her childhood friend, Shawn Lancaster, 2 months back due to a business deal with the Lancasters.

Yes, Perrie Edwards or I must say Mrs. Perrie Lancaster had an arranged marriage.

"Why are you trying so hard to hide your tears sweetheart?" I casted my eyes on the floor.

"It is okay to cry at times." She stroked my back.

"No it is not okay, Perrie. When you cry over everything, over the same person then it is not okay. When the one you love cheats on you, it is not okay. I am not going to be with him anymore." I hugged her tightly.

"I am so sorry for what he has done." Doniya came behind us, "I know you might be thinking I will take Zayn's side but no. I will not, because he is wrong here. However, something inside me is saying that Zayn cannot do this, he is my brother and...and we've grown up together. I am just telling my point of view." She stroked my head.

"Ash!" Perrie suddenly pulled away after some time, horror evident on her face, "Ash you are preganent! How can you dump him?" She cried.

Realisation struck me with her words. I wanted to jump into an ocean and die. I broke up with him without telling him anything.

He was the father of my child.

I cannot stay with a man who was cheating on me, I cannot let my child grow up in the custody of a man who cheated on me, I cannot let my child be like him.

"What are you going to do?" She asked me.

"I do not know."

"Zayn you little fucker Malik!" I heard Doniya yelling and looked up at her. She was yelling with her phone pressed to her ear.

"Doniya pl-" she raised her hand to shut me up.

"She will not dump you right now! Just come back and sort this mess up or I am going to disown you!" She was boiling with anger.

"Yes Zayn asshole Malik! I am on her side! Just shut up now! If you are not here within the coming 5 days! You are dead!" She yelled and disconnected the call.

"Doniya you have no idea what I am going through!" I yelled at her, "Do you know what it means to get preganent and then get to know your to be husband is a cheater? I do not know what I am going to do with this child! His dad is fucking someone else! I am broken. I am fucking broken!" Tears streamed down my face.

"You need to calm down Ash! It is not good for the baby!" Mum came rushing out.

"I do not ca-" she shut my mouth, "Shh! Rachel is sleeping. She got fever due to crying so much." She whispered and I quickly grew quite.

I dragged myself up to my old room. It had been cleaned till I was outside.

I opened the door and entered the room, it had been empty since the last 3 years. I used to sleep on the bed while talking on the phone with Zayn 3 years back, I was a 21 year old stupid girl in love with her boyfriend when I last slept here and now I was here, as a preganent woman engaged to her fiancé but who had no idea where the relationship was going.

I did not want this. I never wanted all this. I never wanted fame, popularity and fans. I always wanted my family, Zayn and my friends.

I wanted Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis and Zayn. I did not want One Direction.

It breaks my heart that I lost my boyfriend to fame, that I lost my fiancé to a girl in a short skirt, that fame snatched him away from me, that lust threw up apart, that fate won in this game of love versus fate.

I lost everything I had, I lost the most inportant thing in my life, I lost my first love.

I lost Zayn.

I have nothing left in my life. I have no future. However, I have the responsibility of a child with me.

I walk in front of my bed, lean against it with my legs stretched out and head up at the ceiling.

"You father has no idea you exist and it is better to not have you than to let him bring you up. I love you my little sunshine." I say as I strok my stomach.

I look over to a plate kept on the table. There is some fruits and a knife on the plate.

I pick up the knife, I know what I am doing is wrong but I have no option left.

A/N: Ending soon. Maximum 3 chapter to go. Do not kill me in the ending.