Zayn's Maid

Chapter 47

Perrie's P.O.V

I hesitantly tiptoed down the stairs, confused by the sudden commotion after a long stressful day. Zayn sat in front of the fire, trembling all over and staring at the mess that cluttered the room.

"Zayn! What the-"

"I'm sorry..." he interrupted, his voice shaky.

I squatted next to a piece of glass and picked it up, cautious not to cut myself on it's rough edges. He clutched a blackened picture in his hands and I shuffled closer to prize it off him, his grip tightening.

"What's that?" I asked quietly, not wanting to upset him in this state.

"I can't believe I would let you go through with that..." he whispered.

I stared deeply into the fire and clutched my stomach, patting it gently as if to comfort it from the situation a few hours ago. Even though I was fifteen and inexperienced in something so overwhelming, I couldn't help but pick up the motherly traits.

He eventually loosened his grasp on the picture and held it out at arms length, staring at it with a quivering lip. I looked up and slowly reached out to it, placing it in the palm of my hands which sat neatly on my lap. A tear ran down my cheek and splashed on the smooth paper that had burns in the corners, stroking the baby's face with my forefinger. It was weird how something so small and delicate was inside me, slowly growing bigger every day.

"I could never get rid of it," I cried softly, "no matter how much I want my life back, your life back! But it has a life too."

"And we...we created it," he mumbled, rubbing his eyes until they were red and puffy.

I smiled sadly and nodded, placing his hand on the small bump that was peeping out from under my vest. He gasped as our skin collided, his eyes widening from the way I pushed my body against the palm of his hand. He eventually turned to face me and laughed softly at my startled face, leaning in to kiss my lips. I wrapped my arms round his neck and lay down in front of the fire as he slid down my body, kissing around my belly button and the freckle on my hip. It felt good to feel his lips on me again after the traumatic day we had, the emotional stress of important decisions. Probably the most important decision of my life...

Sorry this is such a short update but I'm having a bit of writer's block 🙊 please keep reading and voting xxx