Zerrie

chapter 9

Zayn's POV

I wake up with Perrie beside me, in my comfy bed. Back to normal. We're still going to get married. the way we planned. I go downstairs for a nutella sandwich. I feel like I'm forgetting something. Something really important. I forgot. Oh well. I turn on the TV and remember what was it that i was suppose to remember.My other crazy ex wanted to talk to me. I get in my car and go to her house. As I drive, I feel more unsafe then ever. I actually never knew her name. I knock on her door and she's all fany and dressed up. "Hi Zayn Malik. Come in. I need to know something from you." She says. AH. there's her name. Leyna. She takes my coat off for me. Still uncomfortable with her around. "So, is it true that you are engaged to that Perrie bleach blonde dirtbag?" She says, all jealous. "Um, yes. and no, she is not a dirtbag. She raises her eyebrow. "sit, let's have breakfast" she says. I honestly have a bad feeling about this. Will she poison me or something? I sit down very carefully and all of a sudden, BOOM. Perrie shows up. "Don't do it Zayn! She's trying to kill you!" Perrie says, with a gun. "Shut up Perrie." Leyna says, pinning her to the floor while the gun drops. I pick it up and glue it to Leyna's head. "Kill her and i'll kill you." Leyna puts the knife down. "Why did you bring me here?" I say, still pointing the gun in Leyna's direction. She stays silent. "WHY?" i say a little louder. I load the gun and she finally speaks. "HARRY! Harry. He sent me to kill you so he can have...Perrie." She says. WHAT THE DAMN HECK? Makes sense anyway. It seems like Harry changed over our break. I leave Leyna and grab Perrie's arm to the car.

"What's Harry's problem?" Perrie says. I don't know actually. I've never asked anyone yet. I should but, it would be weird out of the blue because of how grown apart we are. Harry slams the door open. "Hello Perrie. Why the hell is Zayn still alive?" Harry swears. "Because Leyna spilt the beans." I say, preparing to get my gun out of my pocket because I know Harry will make a move. "Can we ask you a question Styles?" I say. "What?" He says, with attitude. "Why are you like this?" I ask. He stays silent. He finally speaks after two minutes. "Because, I'm on my man period." Harry says. WTH? Okay, I have to be dreaming. "But, you're a man..." Perrie says. "...Men can have periods too." Harry says. "Are you for real Harry? Stop joking around. Why are you like this?" I say. "No, I'm serious, I'm on my period." Harry says, with a smile. There's a silence. Harry drops a card from his pocket and I pick it up before he does. It's his drivers licence. MARCEL? He's a real person? Wait...so, Thats Marcel dressed up as Harry. Why is he acting like this? He's suppose to be a loving nerd. But, he's not. "Empty your pockets." I say, with the gun up. He empties them and I pick up a little box. Drugs. Marcel, carrying drugs? Thats very unbelievable. "Why do you have this?" I say, shaking the packet. "Um, uh," He fumbles with his words. "I have it because, Everyone wants me to be like him! They bully me because I'm not! Beat me up, take my lunch and rip my homework. So, I take these so I wouldn't care!" Marcel shouts. Me and Perrie look at each other. Wait, so, it wasn't actually Harry that did all that stuff? It was, drugged Marcel? This is all coming in place now. But, where is the real Harry? "Marcel, where's Harry?" Perrie says. He stays silent. "WHERE'S HARRY?" Perrie says louder. "I, um, kind of killed him when I was drugged." Marcel says, looking down. "My mom and dad, kicked me out." He wipes his eyes from the wet tears going down his face. Perrie hugs him like a son. Marcel is actuslly having a hard time being a happy person. "Where do you live?" Perrie says. "Bianca's house. My crush." Marcel says, while he blushes. I see a man's face. It looks like Niall's. He has a knife. and he, Tries to kill me by throwing it accross the room! I duck. IS HE MAD? "Get away from my girl." Niall says. "Dude, he's my girl." I say. He gives me a dirty look. He slaps my face and a red mark follows by that. I don't fight back because i'm not like that. "NIALL HORAN. you're not the Niall I used to know." Perrie says, breaking up the fight. Niall gets a gun and He shoots directing at me. I see the bullet. It's as if time slowed and I watched it come toward me. I close my eyes and wait for it to shoot me. But I don't feel it. I don't feel pain anywhere. I open my eyes.