Without You

Chapter Thirty Five

November 28th

Summer’s Pov

We were now in Cardiff. Rehearsals were getting harder and harder and I was on an all time low. But Zayn and I went the doctors to check everything was ok with the baby just before we left for Cardiff. Everything was good, better than good actually, it was one of the best days of my life, seeing the baby scan brought tears to my eyes and I don’t think I’ve seen Zayn smile so much before. Our relationship was flying high but my emotions were everywhere and I was trying to avoid arguments. I was 7 weeks pregnant and I had the smallest bump but it was still noticeable so that meant baggy clothes and luckily I didn’t have to change my tour outfits yet as none of them were figure hugging.

“Summer, you need to get up babe, rehearsals start soon” Zayn whispered in my ear, pulling me from my sleep. Moaning loudly I wiped my eyes and sat up slowly. “How did you sleep?” He asked, tucking a piece of my tangled hair behind my ear.

“Fine, I’ve had better night sleeps but it was okay” I smiled at him and crawled out of bed to get ready. The boys all agreed that Zayn and I should sleep in the double bed in the room at the back of the bus so I didn’t have to climb up to get to bed and so that I was comfy. Which I’m not complaining about. I had a quick 5 minute shower and chucked on a tracksuit not bothering to do anything with my hair or face.

“You ready beautiful?” Zayn asked as soon as I walked out the bathroom.

“What’s the rush?” I asked frowning.

“We’re already late, but there’s no rush” He replied calmly.

“Well maybe if you’d woke me up earlier then we wouldn’t be late” I walked past him, grabbing my phone and got off the bus. Hearing his quick footsteps behind me I sighed regretting what I’d said. I stopped and turned to face him “Sorry babe”. He opened his arms and pulled me in for a hug.

“OMG ZAYN” Several girls shouted from far away. We pulled away from each other to look at where the shouting had come from. A group of girls were stood pressed up against a fence that surrounded the car park. “WE LOVE YOU ZAYN. OMG IT’S SUMMER”. I looked up at Zayn and smiled, taking his hand in mine I pulled him inside the building. 

“I’ll race you” Zayn’s deep voice whispered in my ear before he ran off down the corridor. Although I had no energy, I sprinted after him.

“It’s nice to see you’ve finally joined us!” Tim shouted as Zayn and I burst into the arena, laughing. “Zayn on stage, Summer take a seat in the audience. We’re rehearsing the show without you, so that when you’re taken out the boys know what will happen” he continued. When I’m taken out?

“What do you mean when I’m taken out?” I frowned, walking on stage with Zayn. I noticed Liam staring at Zayn weirdly as if he was trying to tell him something.

“Summer in a few months you’re going to be huge, you honestly think you’ll be able to perform?” Tim replied laughing. I could feel the anger building up inside me, how dare he. People bought tickets to see me as well as One Direction. I couldn’t be bothered with anyone, why should I waste my time shouting at someone? I turned on my heel, pushing past Zayn and ran out back out the building. Pulling out my phone I called Frankie, she went to see some family yesterday afternoon shortly after we’d got to Cardiff and spent the night at her Auntie's.

“Hiya Sum” She answered straight away.

“Hey, where are you?” I asked, trying to hold back my tears.