Zayn's Maid

Chapter 56

Zayn's P.O.V

She had been waiting for weeks with no reply. I watched her every morning pacing the floor, peering at the letterbox for hours.

"Babe? Maybe she's shocked, maybe she doesn't know how to reply to that?" I said.

She looked at me with panic and bit her lip,

"I...I should have told her in person shouldn't I?" she whispered.

"How could you? That place is creepy and I don't fully understand what goes on in there but...it doesn't look like the girls get many visitors."

She shook her head and peeked out the letter box once more, a cold breeze rushing in before she sat beside me.

"No, no we didn't," she sighed frustratedly, "but I need to know Zayn."

I nodded and slung my arm round her neck, kissing her cheek softly.

"I wouldn't worry."

* * * *

I went to the studio for the first time since Niall and I had a...disagreement. It felt awkward as I stepped in slowly, Louis' teeth stopping in mid-bite of a blueberry muffin and Harry nearly choking on his Starbucks.

But no Niall.

"Zayn!" Louis cheered, Liam rolling his eyes.

I had never felt this uncomfortable around the boys before, we were like brothers, inseparable.

"No Niall?" I asked, peering round the room as if he may be hiding in a dark corner.

"He's not been here for days," Liam piped up, "its been pretty quiet."

I laughed softly and felt disheartened that he too hadn't been here, it wasn't the same without our little Irish boy lightening the mood yet being completely stubborn at the same time. He had changed after meeting Perrie, and not for the good.

"I can imagine," I sighed, flopping onto one of the sofas.

I put my all into recording and felt drained afterwards, the group just seemed to be falling apart and I couldn't help but feel that it was my fault.

"I miss him, I miss us," Harry whined, pouting his lips while stirring water around with a straw.

"Me too," we said in unison, everyone looking at the ground with shame.

Our fans expected more from us and we knew that there was no way we could split up, not over something so petty and stupid.

"I think Perrie feels guilty, this is the last thing she needs. And not to mention that her best friend won't answer her letters-"

"What? They don't have computers over there to email?" Louis said, his jaw dropping.

"It's an orphanage dumbass," Harry laughed, throwing a cushion at him.

"Hey!"

"Well if I was her friend I would be a bit surprised by the sudden purchase of Perrie to then be told months later that she's pregnant. Wouldn't you?" Liam asked.

I hid my face under the cushion and groaned frustratedly at the mess I had got myself into...until I saw Harry scooting past on my skateboard in the corner of my eye eating a bag of chips.

"Hey! That's my skateboard!" I cried, running up and down the corridors after him.

I burst out laughing and collapsed to the floor and everything almost felt normal. But something was missing and that something was Niall.

I am soooooo sorry I haven't updated in so long (serious stress and writers block) but I hope this is okay cause I've not wrote this in aaaaages xxx