Chapter Thirty - In Me You Can Find A Home

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There was a pause. “You know I’d support your decision with whatever you choose.”

"Don't say that Louis. That's killing a baby off. Killing someone that has done nothing to us just grown inside me after us pair was being so careless." I said. 

"Don't hate yourself! This is supposed to be a happy time." Louis said hugging me tight. 

"BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!" I wept into his chest.  "How are we going to tell management?" 

"Ssssshhh! Calm down, Zendaya. You need to get some sleep. We will worry about this later. The important thing is to rest." Louis said calming me down.

Within seconds I was knocked out and found myself back at the hotel awake at 10AM with Louis serving me breakfast in bed. 

"Buttered crumpets, for the lady." Louis smiled as he kissed my cheek and placed the tray on my laps. 

"Thanks." I smiled. 

I ate my crumpets and got out of bed, freshened up and went to see what the boys were doing. Liam was helping Niall and Harry pack, Zayn was in the process of texting and on his phone, Louis was packing his and my suitcase and I joined him helping. 

"I've got this." I smiled. 

"It's fine." Louis said. 

"Seriously, let me pack." I laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!" I said kissing Louis. It was a passionate kiss. It comforted me and reassured me that Louis was there for me. 

Enough smooching, time to pack. I just dumped everything in the suitcase not having 'a care in the world' as my mother would say. I went round the hotel again making sure I had everything.  Wow I did! Shocker. Time to tackle the sand vase. 

"How are we going to tackle this?" I asked Liam who was standing next to me with his arms around my neck. 

"Errrrmmm bubble wrap, and put it in a box?" Liam suggested. 

"Perfect!" I smiled. "Let's get cracking. You lift one end and I'll lift the other placing it on the table."

"Are you sure you’re able to lift?" Liam asked concerned.

"Dude I'm like only days, stop worrying!" I said moving away from his lock and grabbing the 'tank'. 

"1-2- lift."

"Do we even have any bubble wrap?" I said. 

"Yep. It's in Andy's box." Liam said getting the box from the hallway. 

"Done." We smiled. 

"What's the time?" I asked. 

"Just gone past 12." Liam replied. 

"Shall we head out and grab something on the way?" I suggested. 

"Yep." Liam smiled as he made his way to check on the guys. 

“I’ll just get changed.” I said.

I wore Coral skinny jeans, with a dusty/sand colour Diesel top which was rather funky – it had Diesel written through a City street, it wasn’t obvious and you had to look at it properly to make out what it was. It was very artistic.

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