Baby Blues (Zayn Malik Fanfiction-One Direction)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Emma drove for what seemed hours.  She cried a lot.  Yelled a lot.  She did try to calm down to drive normally.  She could see the headlines now.  One Direction wife out of control and drunk.  She drove until she found where she was.  Her spot.  Her hiding place.

She parked her Rover and got out and walked along the beach.  She had found this area five years earlier when she was still with Harry.  It had been her hiding place when they had fights.  It continued to be her hiding place when she and Zayn had fights.  This was no exception.  She loved Zayn more than anything.  But she couldn’t give him the one thing she wanted to.  A child.  She sat down in the sand and watched as the sun began to set.  She started to cry once again.

“Why?” she yelled out to no one.  She began to sob at the thought.  Cancer.  When her doctor told her the possibility that she had cancer, she didn’t stop to listen.  She flew out of the doctor’s office.  She couldn’t handle that right now.  She didn’t want to die.  She wanted to spend the rest of her life with Zayn.  But to her, that wasn’t an option now.  Better to get out now then drag him down with her she thought.

“Why are you always running?”  She jumped at the voice behind her.  He came and sat down next to her.

“Go away!”  He tried to reach for her but she pushed him away.

“No! I’m taking you home.  You need to talk to Zayn.  He’s your husband.  Your best friend.”

“He won’t be for much longer.  I’m filing for a divorce tomorrow.”

“No you’re not.  I won’t let you.”

“You can’t stop me.”

“Yes I can.  Zayn loves you.”

Emma turned to look at him and shook her head as the tears came again.  “I know he does.  I love him too.  I just can’t provide the perfect life for him.”

“He doesn’t want a perfect life.  Hell, none of our lives are perfect.”

“Harry, he wants the perfect life.  The perfect wife.  The perfect house.  The perfect family.  I can’t provide that for him anymore.”  She stood up and started walking away.  Harry took a hold of her arm and turned her back to him.

“Emma, you are perfect.  To him.  He doesn’t want anybody else.”

“Harry, I know that.  But I can’t provide him with….”

“Do you honestly think he’ll love you any less because you can’t give him a child?”

“Yes.  Because I won’t be perfect.”

“Jesus Christ Em.  You aren’t perfect! I’m not! Zayn’s not! Even Liam’s not perfect.”  He was hoping to evoke a small smile from her but it didn’t work.  She pulled away from him.

“Harry, go home.  Leave me alone!”

“No, I will not leave you alone.”  She started running and he ran after her.  He caught her in his arms and held her tight.  “Where are you going to stay tonight?”

“I’ll go to some hotel.  Why do you even care?”

“Because I do.”  He loosened his hold on her.  Her eyes glaring at him.

“Harry, look I’m sorry if I ruined everyone’s party.  You guys go on tour next week and it will make things a lot easier if I’m not around.”

“Now you are talking out of your ass.  Remember when you went to Paris for vacation for what was it five days.  Zayn was out of his friggin’ mind.  Do you really think any of us want to live with him if you’re not there at all?”

“Harry, don’t…”

“Don’t what Em? Let you know that back at your house you have a houseful of people that love you and care about you.  Especially your husband! You think that by leaving you’re taking the easy way out don’t you?”

Harry watched as she crumbled to the ground.  Tears coming from her eyes once again.  She was on her knees.  Her head buried in her hands.

“How did you know I was here?” she asked.  He dropped down to his knees to sit at her level.

“Now that’s a stupid question Em.   Look, stay at my place tonight.  I’ll call Zayn and tell him I’m still out looking for you.”

“Why didn’t he come?”

“Because I told him to stay there.  You have a houseful of people worried about him and you. Get in your truck and I’ll follow behind you.”

“Okay.” Was all she said.  She looked like someone had killed her dog.  Harry got into his car and followed behind her.  He picked up his cell and dialed Zayn.

“Hello?”  Christ, he sounded like hell Harry thought.

“Zayn, it’s me.”

“Did you find her?”

“No man, not yet.  Look, get some sleep.  Try to anyway, and if I don’t find her tonight, we’ll look tomorrow.  Maybe she just needs time to blow off steam.”

“Harry, I have to find her.  I’m gonna go out and look for her.”

“No Zayn.  What good would it do you? Look, what if she decides to come home and finds you’re not there?”  Damn, he hated lying to Zayn, but right now neither one was really ready to talk.  He looked up to see Emma waving at him from her window.  He raised his hand and waved back.

“Call me the minute you find her.  If you find her?”

“We’ll find her Zayn.  I promise.”

“Okay.  Harry?”

“Yes Zayn?”

“Thank you.”

“Your welcome.”  He hung up his phone as he followed Emma to his house.  Damn, he thought, it was going to be a long night.