Veronica A.K.A Zayn Malik.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2.



**Zayn's P.O.V**



I screeched to a halut outside the hosptial my mom had told me they were at. I parked as close to the massive buliding as I could get and ran inside. Just my luck. The paparazzi swarmed me as soon as I climbed out of the car.

I was mostly used to the shouting and flashing lights so it didn't fase me to much.

"Zayn why are you at the hospital?" One shouted shoving a microphone in my face. I gently shoved my way through the swarm and through the doors. The security stopped the paps at the door.

"Bloody hell how'd they even know I was here?" I mumbled under my breath to know one in paticular.

I walked slowly to the desk. I loved my grand mum a lot I was just scared to see her. Well not scared more like dreading it. I just didn't want to remember her sick and dying. You know.

"Excuse me miss I'm here to see Trica Malik." I informed her.

She nodded and typed some stuff into her computer. She clicked a few things and told me she was on floor 12 in room 35B.

I thanked her and slowly made my way to the lift. I hesitantaly stepped inside and pressed the button that said 12. I leaned against the wall and waited as we went up we stopped at pretty much every floor to allow people to get on and off.

When we finally made it to the 12th floor we'd probably stopped at least 10 times. I gently pushed past and got out of the lift. I stepped into the brightly lit, busy hospital hallway. I walked down the hall looking for room 35B.

"Zayn?" Someone called out. I turned my head ay from the wall and saw my older sister Doniya sitting with my younger scared looking sisters Waliyha and Safaa.

Waliyha ran to me with Safaa not far behind her. They englufed me in hugs.

Safaa looked up at me. "Zayn?" She asked her little eyes filling with tears.

"Yes Saf?" I asked bending down to look her in the eyes.

"What's gonna happened to Grand mum?" She asked a single tear running down her cheek.

I wipped it away with my thumb and pulled her onto my lap. "I don't know Saf. I don't know." I mumbled kissing her head. She burried her face in my neck and sobbed. This was really hard on her especially because she'd always been the closest to our grand mum.

The door opened and my mum stepped out looking worried. "Zayn, Doniya can I talk to you guys please?" She asked motioning down the hall. I nodded and Doniya and I followed her down the hall.

"The doctors say shes got about 3 hours to live." She explained before breaking down on my dads shoulder. I was shocked. I knew it was bad. But only 3 hours? Wow.

"Zayn?" My mum croaked snapping me out of my sad thoughts. I looked up at her letting her know she had my attention.

"She wants to see you." She said pointing to the door she had come out of minutes before. I nodded and very slowly made my way down the hall and past my sisters ignoring there questions. I slowly opened the door and stepped inside closing it behind me.

"Zayn is that you?" A sick voice called out from across the room.

"It's me Gram." I somehow finally managed to croak out as I made my way to the chair beside her bed. I sat down and held her hand. She didn't look sick or like she was dying. She looked almost at peace. Like this was meant to happen.

"How are my little Safaa and Waliyha holding up?" She asked. My eyes filled with tears knowing how they'd be doing if they knew their grand mum only had 3 hours to live.

"Their fine for now. They don't know yet." I informed her. She nodding understanding.

"How's Perrie?" She asked but could tell she didn't care for Perrie to much. (A/N: Don't hate on Perrie. It's just a book.)

"She's fine. She wasn't happy that I had to leave her but she'll be fine. I trust her." I told her truthfully. She nodded. I could tell she wanted to say something but didn't.

"I love you Zayn." She said finally breaking the silence.

"I love you too." I told her honestly.

"Can you send Safaa and Waliyha in?" She asked. I nodded knowing she would want to be the one to tell them the bad news. I left he room taking one last look at her knowing it could b the last time I 'd see her like this. You know alive.

I opened the door and walked to where the two little girls sat patiently holding eachother. I took a deep breath. Wow this is tuff.

"She wants to see you." I said snapping them from whatever Waliyha was whispering to Safaa.

They nodded and slowly walked into the room hand in hand. I don't how their both being so strong right now. I wanna break down in tears and hide in a hole. But I know that won't help. I pulled out my phone and clicked the twitter icon hoping to destract myself for a bit.I saw I had some mentions from the boys.

'@Real_Liam_Payne to @zaynmalik How you holding up over there? Hope she's ok.'

'@NiallOffical to @zaynmalik Hope she's ok. We're thinking about you lad.'

'@Louis_Tomlinson to @zaynmalik You ok mate? Don't worry I'm sure everything will be ok.'



Weird there wasn't one from Harry or Perrie. Huh Perrie always tweets me when I'm away. So why isn't she now? Somethings definetly up. But I have bigger problems now.

I was brought from my thoughts when I heard laughter coming from my Grand mums room. I chuckled leave it to my Grand mum to make them laugh durning times like this.



**Perrie's P.O.V**



I still can't believe I slept with Harry Styles!! I somehow managed to get back to mine and Zayn's flat without the boys or paps seeing me. I was now siting on the counter in the kitchen with my laptop on my lap. I was scrolling through twitter looking at my mentions. Some were from Little Mix fans, others were hate fom Directioners. I answered some of the fans and ignored the haters.

I avoided tweeting Zayn like I usually do because I didn't know what to say. Like come on was I suppose to be like 'Hey Zayn after you left I slept with Harry. And I liked it.' No not a good thing to say.

Ugh I'm so hungry. I need Zayn here to make me food. I'm not making food. Why would I do that when I have Zayn? I know I'll call Harry. We need to talk about this any ways. I hopped up and grabbed my cell dialing Harry's number.

"Hello?" He mumbled when he finally picked up. It sounded like he'd been crying. No way teen heart throb Harry Styles crying? No it wouldn't happen. Why would he be crying anyways he just slept with me. He should be overjoyed.

"Wanna come over so we can talk about this?" I asked when I finally stopped thinking.

"Perrie?" He croaked into the phone. Oh shit I forgot to tell him it's me.

"Yes it's Perrie. Don't you read your caller I.D?" I asked giggling.

"I had other things on my mind." He mumbled clearly not amused by my horrible attempt at a joke.

"Well then. Do you wanna come over and talk about this or no?" I ased again.

"Can't we just talk over the phone?" He whined.

"No just come over." I said hanging up not giving him a chance to say no.

I ran to mine and Zayn's room to change. I grabbed my jean short overalls and a black crop top to go underneath it. I threw them on and grabbed a maroon beanie and put it on too. I braided my hair into a side braid and quickly applied my makeup.

Just as I finished my winged eyeliner the doorbell rang. I sprinted down the stairs checking my hair and makeup once more in the mirror by the door before opening the door. I smiled at Harry, he weakly smiled back before walking past me into the living room and plopping on the couch.

"What did you wanna talk about?" He aksed hurriedly.

"Well someones in a hurry." I stated plopping beside him. He scooted farther away.

"Well Zayn's already gonna hate me when we tell him so I'm pretty sure he doesn't wanna come home to find me here." He stated like it was obvious.

"But he's not gonna find out." I said in a duh tone. Harry sighed and ranhis fingers through his hair. God he's so sexy. How did I resist him this long?

"You tell him or I will. And I'm sure he'd much rather hear it from you." He threatened before standing up and leaving the flat. Well that didn't go as expected. I sighed and climbed off the couch.

I couldn't get his words out of my head. 'You tell him or I will.' He's right Zayn has a right to know.But how in the world am I suppose to tell him?





**Zayn's P.O.V**

"I'm very sorry for your loss." Yet another doctor mumbled to my family. Yup my Grand mum is gone. It's just hard imagining she's not here anymore. Safaa's taking it the hardest. She hasn't stopped crying for an hour and she hasn't spoken a word to anyone since the doctor told us.

"Saf? Please say something." My mom said as she held the crying girl in her arms.

"S- shes really gone?" She finally croaked out her voice hoarse from crying.

"I'm so sorry sweety." My mum told her a tear running down her cheek.



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An hour later and we were all still sitting in shock.

"Zayn, Donyia I think you two should go home. We need to go home anyways. We all need sleep." My mum finally spoke up after an hour of silence. I nodded in agreement and mumbled a goodbye before leaving to drive home.

Of course the stupid god damn paps couldn't leave me alone for 3 minutes while I walked from the doors to my car. No as soon as I stepped out the door they surronded me.

"Zayn were you crying?" Great thats gonna be big news. I can see it now.

'Famous boyband member Zayn Mailk was spotted leaving the hospital with puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. What made Zayn cry?' Yep managments gonna be happy about this.

I finally made it to my car and slowly pulled out being careful not to hit any of the stupid paps. Yes I hated them but I didn't wanna go to jail.

I slowly exited the parking lot and pulled onto the busy street and began the long drive home.


This had been one stressful day. Little did I know it was about to get way more stressful when I got home.










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