Forced to marry him! Completely re-edited

Chapter 14: slip up

3 months later

'I swear to god Chloe if you stand on any box I will literally tie your intestines to the fan.' I sneered at her pointing towards the fragile cardboard box that stood inches away from her elephant feet.

Chloe feared for her life -you could clearly see it in her face as she cautiously tried to make her way through the crowded living room whilst trying not to touch anything.

The whole house was full of wedding stuff. Everything to bridesmaid costumes to vases and flowers of all sort. The wedding was in 2 days. 2 more freaking days till I'd be a married women!!!!!

We had sent the invitations about a month ago and had already made final bookings with the makeup artist and the church venue. At the back of my mums closet sat my wedding dress wrapped in a plastic case. We had bought it a week ago and it was so big it wouldn't fit in my own closet.

I was keeping all the bridesmaid dresses and flowers at my house while the Malik's were holding the grooms men suits and last minute decorations. Both our houses were chaotic and very messy.....my mum was going to have a lot to clean after this.

'You didn't have to be that bossy.' My mum said walking in with a steaming cup of tea. She handed me the cup and I thanked her. I sighed scrunching up my noes and looking at the doorway where Chloe just walked out off. I had been pretty harsh. I sighed in defeat making mum smile 'she's in the kitchen.' She patted my arm then started clearing the living room as best as she could.

I had found her just where mum had said. Leaning against the kitchen bench texting with her earphones plugged in. I plucked one of the headphones out and threw my arms around her. 'Im sorry for getting mad babe.' I joked.

She placed her phone down looking up at me, those dark brown eyes just like dad's looking me in the eye. 'Its okay. I get your stressed and all....I'm here to help.' She smiled wrapping her arms around my waist. 'This wedding is going to be amazing.'

I sighed pressing my cheek against her head 'I know.....' I could agree with that. With the amount of preparations and stuff we had put this wedding was ought to turn out good. It would be big and fancy.....made me nervous just thinking about it.

We had stayed like that for a few minutes, it was nice to just rest for a while without constantly worrying about this wedding. I hate it how zayn has left me to do so much, I get it that he's the boss of a company and all but seriously, I don't want to be making all the decisions -even if I ask him he agrees to it.

I finally pulled away from Chloe 'don't you have a test at 3?' I asked curiously

Her eyes widened 'shit, I do.' She quickly placed a kiss on my cheek 'I got to go, bye. Luv ya.' Then she was out the front door and I was left standing in the kitchen. I started searching through the pantry -trying to find some food.

Whilst rummaging through the pantry I heard a knock on the door. I thought mum would get it but turns out she was somewhere around the house deaf to the world so I eventually had to answer it.

So when I opened the door I did not expect to see Perrie standing in my front porch wearing the most ridiculous outfit I've ever seen. She was wearing a jean mini skirt and a fishnet shirt that revealed her black tube top -yeah, this was the hooker type of outfit.

Only this time was different, now she held a vicious smirk and a evil glint in her eyes. It made goosebumps run through my skin just looking at her. What plan does she have now?

'Do I even need to ask?......' I said shaking my head in sympathy.

She rolled her eyes at me and crossed her arms. 'Check your phone.' She simply said.

......she wants me to check my phone....she brought her ass all this way just to tell me that!!!

I wanted her out and away from my house so I whipped out my phone seeing I had a photo message from zayn. I glanced up at her and she nodded earning me to go on....why do I even do these things?!

I wish I had never opened that message because when I did I didn't know what to think anymore. Because with only two days till the wedding, I received a photo of zayn sticking his tongue down some blonde girls throat.....

....yeah I did not see that coming.

The way he squeezed her butt.....the way he held her....kissed her......it sickened me to the point I felt like throwing up. Throwing up and crying.

My hands were shaking and my eyes were getting blurry by the second. Perrie leaned her chemically infested head towards me -trying to get a view of the disgusting photo. '....wow, I do look good in that photo.' She complimented herself.

I sniffed looking up at her. 'This is you?.....'

She smirked 'I hate to break it to ya honey. But that is me.' I could see she was telling the truth. The freakishly blonde hair, hooker legs.....yeah it was her.

She clapped her hands together. 'Well I must go. Hope your wedding goes well....' Then she smiled freakishly '....if there's still one.'

Then she was out of there, leaving me standing at my front door clutching tightly to the picture of my fiancé sticking his tongue down a sluts throat.

I never thought he'd stopped that low.....I never thought he'd cheat on me -especially just two days before our wedding!!! I can't believe I fell for him. He wasn't a sweet, caring guy . Has a player -he'd always stay as a effing player!

My fingers were already dialling his number. I was surprised how I was able to ignore that photo without crumbling into tears -I knew I would cry later.... Right now the anger is just way to much to cry.

His phone rang -twice- till he finally picked it up. As soon as I could hear him I had shouted into the phone with such anger and hurt 'I fucking hate you, Malik!!!'

Then I hung up. Switch my phone off. Ran to my room. Locked the door. Crumbled into the comfort of my bed. balled my eyes out.

I cried and I cried and I cried getting rid of all my tears -but I wasn't able to get rid of that picture of my fiancé cheating on me. It stayed imprinted into my mind like it permanent vivid.

This was like the depiction of the Luke drama all over again. I feel attracted to boy. I fall for boy. Boy cheats on me. I spent a decade replaying every moment gone wrong. It was a cycle that never stopped.

And I was sick of it!!

He had called again -15 times- that night. Every time he'd call I would hold the phone in my hands contemplating whether or not to pick it up -I eventually didn't.

My bedroom window was locked. I wasn't going to approach him face to face. Sure I needed him to help me sleep at night but I wasn't ready for that. Plus I doubt he'd be able to make it tonight, he's got a big company meeting that was sure to take quite a while -I was surprised at how he was still texting me.

Now -laying in bed- was really hard to get some sleep especially when my phone kept frequently buzzing with never ending text messages from zayn.

I threw my phone in my draw and turned around in bed snuggling up against the covers. They still smelt strongly of Zayn's cologne and I didn't know if I should feel relaxed or disgusted.

My mind pondered.....what would happen to us now? Zayn cheated on me with his best friends sister just two days before our wedding. Would we still get married? I mean, I kinda feel like calling off the wedding.