Without You

Chapter Thirty Seven

We were celebrating Zayn's birthday, so yes we did have a drink or two, oh wait nope I was on diet coke all night whilst everyone was getting drunk. Sigh, the pros of being pregnant.

January 20th

The day the boys left for America. They were all buzzing and it made me smile to think I was like that whenever I got to go someplace different, whether it was abroad or just to another city.

Silence filled the car as we drove to the airport that morning and I just sat leaning against Zayn whilst the boys chatted quietly.

"You look nice today" Zayn whispered into my ear, "Not that you normally don't" I could tell he would be grinning. I just nodded in reply and he kissed my hair.

"Alright lads, good luck in America" Terry our driver called from the front. Several 'Cheers mate' were called back to him.

"Remember what we went over before we left" Paul instructed us, of course Paul had given us all his usual 'don't stop for fans, don't stop at all and stay close'.

"I've got you" Zayn told me as we were faced with the fans outside.

The journey from the car to inside the airport wasn't as bad as normal, the airport security assisted us which is probably why.

Some of the boys' family and friends were there to wave them off, Danielle was going with them to America as well as Anne, Harry's Mother.

"You alright?" Zayn kept asking me every time someone mentioned something about leaving.

"I'm fine" I assured him each time. But when it came to the point that the boys were going to leave I was far from being fine.

"We'll be back before you know it, I'll call you every day" Zayn reassured me, "I love you, all of you" He kissed me passionately before bending down and planting a kiss on my bump.

"I love you too" My voice broke off as I told him, tears just waiting to escape my eyes.

"Alright boys, it's time to board the plane" Paul shouted over everyone's talking. As I looked around at everyone, the boys' family giving them one last kiss before they went over to Paul, it made me want to grab Zayn and never let go. Before I had a chance to, he was gone. It was then that I broke down.

A hormonal pregnant person crying, now who would want to deal with that?

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SUMMER AND ZAYN GOING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION?

Boy band One Direction left for American for their tour yesterday, but it seems some of their nearest and dearest are coping well. Band member Zayn Malik's girlfriend Summer Tyler, 21 was quick to get over his departure. Later that day Summer was seen getting up close and personal with a mysterious man. The man is rumoured to be close to the couple and a inside source tells us the couple have gone downhill ever since the baby news. The couple confirmed that they were expecting back in November and later released that they were expecting twins. For such a young and busy couple, this can't be easy. The couple are recently out of their teenage years so who knows what strain the relationship will be under once the babies are here but another man being in the story can't help. And the fact Summer hasn't joined the band in America to finish off their tour explains it all.

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January 21st

"This is bullshit!" I slammed the magazine down onto the table, making Jack jump.

"We tried to hold the story Summer" He looked at me apologetically.

"It's not your fault Jack, I just wish they would stop writing such lies! Who reads this rubbish?!" I paced up and down his office, "I have to call him before he sees it, I have to"

"You've got an interview in half an hour" Jack told me, gathering up his things as he was accompanying me.

"I'll phone him on the way then" I stated, dialling the number on the way down the car.

"Hello?" Zayn's husky voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hiya" I immediately felt guilty even though I hadn't done anything wrong.

"You alright?"

"I guess you haven't seen it then?" A weight was lifted off my shoulders.

"Of course I've fucking seen it, it's been trending worldwide" And the weight was dumped back on again.

"Zayn calm down" One of the boys said in the background.

"Fuck off Harry" I'd never heard Zayn swear at one of the boys let alone be angry with one of them.

"Don't take it out on them Zayn" I pleaded.

"Who do you want me to take it out on then?!" He raised his voice, tears pricked my eyes.

"Zayn, he's just a friend I swear, you know the press speak bullshit so why are you believing it?" I argued, Jack eyed me suspiciously.

"That's what they all say, 'they're just a friend"

"You know what? Fuck off. How low do you think I am if you think I'd do anything with anyone WHEN I'M PREGNANT WITH YOUR BABY let alone if I wasn't, honestly who do you think I am?" This was ridiculous did he think I was some sort of slapper? And with that I hung up.

"You okay?" Jack asked me as he handed me a tissue.

"I'm great" I replied sarcastically as I wiped my face. "Can you take my phone? I don't want any distractions today" I handed him my phone before he could answer.