Chapter 38 (Perrie’s P.O.V.)
I needed to talk to Zayn. I missed him so much and I regretted fighting with him. He was right about the whole thing. I shouldn’t have yelled at him like I had or stormed off like that. I needed to go talk to him. That was why I was heading for his apartment now.
Then I saw him. He was walking down the street toward me. I looked around, searching for someplace to hide. I spotted a cart vender and ducked behind the line. He didn’t see me. I watched after him before taking off after him. He had this huge smile on his face as he walked. I wanted to know what had made him so happy.
‘He hasn’t looked that happy in a long time.’ I thought.
I thought back to when he used to be like that all the time. He would have this constant smile on his face whenever we were together. He would hold my hand and pull me close to him, not caring who saw. I smiled to myself as I thought back to our first time in the states together. We had walked all over New York, trying to get away from the paparazzi. It had ended up raining before we could get back to our hotel, but we managed to lose the paparazzi. Zayn spotted an old abandon car, we decided to wait out the rain there. That was when we really bonded. We spend hours in that car, just talking to each other. I told him things that I had never told anyone before because I felt so safe with him, and he told me he felt the same with me. That was the night he became my whole world.
That night seemed so long ago, but the memory was still fresh in my mind. Everyone had been freaking out because they could find us. We got a million phone calls at the same time, but we just laughed and ignored them all. We were so carefree back then. I really missed those days. We have both grow up with the industry. We weren’t the same people as were back then, but I felt like I was when I was with him.
My eyes wondered up to looked at him. He was walking with such powerful strides and he was holding his head up high. He was so happy and excited right now. I had a sinking feeling that I knew why. He had chosen her.
A sudden pang of anger filled my chest. She had no right to take my Zayn from me. He was my world, he was my everything. I picked up my pace, I wasn’t going to lose him to her.
That was when he turned. I followed his movements, seeing him enter a little corner coffee shop. He walked up to a blonde that was sitting by the window. She stood up and they hugged. Each of them wore huge smiles. My heart stopped. He was so happy with her, something he didn’t feel with me anymore.
They began to talk, before he turned and headed for the counter to order their drinks. She sat there alone. This was my chance. I could go in there and give her a piece of my mind and get my world back. I just stood there though. I couldn’t bring myself to go in there. I didn’t belong in there. I stood there until I saw Zayn coming back to the table with the two drinks.
I turned and began my trek back to my place. I needed to pack to head home. I stopped for more time to look back at them. They were laughing now. They looked so happy.
I pulled my phone out and sent one more message before walking away.
I saw how happy u 2 r. its ok. I kno she is ur world now. I wish u both the best. goodbye
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