Skeletons In The Closet ( 1D fan fic , Niam ,ziall , Larry and ziam )

Chapter 28 - The quiet and the rain

April 1972 ,

It is said the before the storm there comes a silence ...

Yet nothing like that has happened to me ever before .. It was always happy and loud , it was a glamorous life I lived , but I did not know what was gona happen with my life after zayn Malik appeared in my signt , I thought it would stay the same and I would move on and live there rest of my life like it was ... Glamorous and quiet ... Yes it was quiet ... But only in my apartment .. Outside it was all lights and loud cars and the now it's filled with light and laughter from all the people

You would think I have the perfect life and it was true in some way ... Everything much was destroyed and I would died .

" are you alright ms.Perrie ? "

" Yes Clark , I am I'm just a little shaken that's all " I tell my butler ,

I slowly feel the texture of my pearls hanging around my neck as I look outside the African sky filled Starr and filled with light.

There is a silent and there is a darkness I can feel it seeping through The bars that I'm hanging onto as a look through the skies and smell the fresh air and the warm summer breeze point , I feel tens , I feel shaken more than ever . I'm wearing my best party clothes

I am wearing I red formal dress which I bought in America , I can feel the ring around my finger but it doesn't feel right and I look back with fear of the future .

" hey are you okay" Broody asks ...

" Yes I am fine ... i'm just feeling a little nervous for tomorrow " I answer politely as he grabs onto my waist and once again look apon the warm night sky's

Music plays in the back room. A soft classical melody . I hear people moving and dancing .

" I am going to go to my room for a second , is that alright? " I ask

"Yes it is go go , handle the party " he gives me a warm smile and I look at him .. Without another expression or any other word , I leave to go upstairs .

I go to my boudoir , and I look in the mirror, I can feel myself once again being more shaken than ever, I take out my pearls and I take off my gloves , i look at my reflection in the mirror , I don't know what is happening to me . I look at my soft expressions and the mayor of my White face , my blonde hair, and my lovely eyes which have not turned gloom with fear .

" PERRIE ! " I hear a familiar voice come to my room

" Zayn ! "

We look at each other , we look at each other like it's the first time we have ever layed eyes on each other .. I see his face and I see him wearing a suite and tie like a gentleman .

" Don't marry him " he says looking at me with his brown eyes which once again takes me even deeper than before

Like a trance I should say

"Then what ? I'll marry you ? i have nowhere else to go .. "

" You'll go with me ... I cannot give you the life that you want , but I can give you my love " he comes closer and I feel cold but my heart is warmer than ever

" It's too late , You had the chance ... But you ruined my life ..."

" How ? "

" I feel In love with you ... "

There was a silence ... and then we heard a gun shot ... And all went black

It all started raining .....