Zayn's Maid

Chapter 63

Zayn's P.O.V

The harsh lighting stung my bloodshot eyes, my head slightly fuzzy from the red wine I had been drinking the night before. A familiar face approached me with a sympathetic smile and said, "you can take Perrie home today, good luck."

She patted my shoulder and made her way down the never-ending hallway, peering through every door to ensure the guests were sticking to the strict "three-visitors-per-room" rule. I raised an eyebrow and knocked on Perrie's door, no answer, I knocked again, no answer.

"Perrie I'm coming in," I groaned, rubbing my pounding temple.

I barged into the room and frowned as it was empty, just an unmade bed and an untouched plate of burnt toast sat on the table.

"Excuse me where is my- my uh- partner, Perrie?" I asked a nurse that was conveniently passing by.

"Oh she's been a little gem, she's helping Kate down at the baby ward, just down the corridor-"

"Thanks," I cut her off, jogging lightly towards the large, busy room.

I stopped in my tracks and peered through a window, watching as Perrie jiggled a baby boy in her arms, her cheek rested against his mop of black curls.

"Perrie?" I whispered, the smell of talcum powder making me choke.

She turned quickly with wide eyes as I scanned the sleeping baby in her arms, my gut twisting this way and that.

"Zayn you look awful-"

"Who- what- is that?" I asked, " Perrie what are you doing?"

"I'm helping take care of our Noah," she smiled.

"Perrie, he is not ours, our baby...our baby died," I said firmly.

Her grasp tightened around the baby "Noah" as the nurse, I assumed was Kate, tried to take him off her.

"Perrie, give him back," Jade said, glaring at her.

"But...he can't...I can't let someone take him away. He's mine," she said, her eyes very still and glazed.

"Perrie he is not yours!" I snapped, "you will never be able to replace the baby we lost."

Her eyes filled with tears as Noah squirmed, softly crying as he woke from his sleep.

"I'm sorry Perrie," Kate whispered, slipping her hands around his body.

"No..." Perrie muttered," he's mine..."

"Perrie we're going home," I said, wrapping my fingers round her wrist.

"No!" she shouted, "I won't leave him! I refuse!"

"Do you think taking someone else's baby will make all of this go away? Our baby is gone, and maybe it's for the best. We are not suitable parents, I'm going on tour and your fucking fifteen!"

"How could you say that?" she whispered, ,"I hate you, I refuse to go back there, you turned me into this!"

"You don't have a choice," I growled, grabbing her hand before pulling her down the corridor to her room.

Jade ran after us, leaving Kate with many screaming children.

Perrie cried hysterically while I packed her things, holding a toy rabbit in her hands an rubbing it's ears against her wet cheeks.

"Zayn, she's not stable to go back to the life she has with you," Jade said quietly," look at her, she's not herself."

"It's none of your business, and anyway, why should you care? You're the one that sent her hate mail, it's your fault she lost it," I snarled at her through gritted teeth.

"How dare you-"

"Isn't your 'master' waiting," I said, nodding towards an elderly man that was hovering by the door.

Her breath hitched but she turned to Perrie who was now rocking back and forth in a chair.

"Perrie I am so sorry," she muttered sadly, kissing her forehead," please forgive me."

Perrie remained silent and sucked on the rabbit, making no comment as Jade left with the old pervert.

"Come on, we have to go," I said, reaching my hand out to her.

She flinched and closed her eyes, trembling all over as I pulled her to her feet.

We checked her out and I lead her to the car, gently placing her in the passenger seat. I noticed the tears streaming down her cheeks as I sat beside her and my throat suddenly became sore and dry.

"I'm sorry," I said, squeezing the steering wheel in my hands.

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I slowed down as we rolled up the driveway, the engine humming into a slow silence. She sat with heavy eyes and stared at the house with her lips parted, it was like she was dead to the world, like she had given up.

"Perrie-"

"Just...don't say anything," she interrupted, slowly crawling out of the car.

She fell through the door and I watched as she sloped up the stairs, following close behind.

"Perrie, don't go in there!" I cried as she gazed at the door to the nursery-in-progress.

She pushed the door and stepped into the sheets I had laid on the floor in her bare feet, her eyes scanning the animals I had painted onto the crisp white walls, with help from the guys.

"Perrie..."

Her bottom lip quivered as she stared down at a half empty can of blue Dulux paint, her shaky hands wrapping around it. I watched as she screamed, throwing it against one of the walls before falling to the ground with blue arms. I walked towards her and pulled her into a cradled position, carting her towards the bathroom and running a bath.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, "I didn't-"

"It doesn't matter," I snapped, feeling the temperature of the water.

She peeled her pyjamas off and slipped into the bath, hugging her knees while I poured water over her head.

"It does matter...the baby can't sleep in a room that smells like paint," she muttered.

"The baby isn't coming back," I said harshly," there is no baby."

"Noah-"

"Noah isn't ours! He isn't living here and you will not replace our child with some homeless baby we can not keep!" I shouted at her, giving her wet shoulders a shake.

"Like me," she whimpered, a tear splashing into the soapy bath water.

"I didn't mean that-"

"Leave me alone, Zayn," she said, curling into an even tighter ball.

I dried my hands and left, falling into my old room that was cold from being empty for such a long time. I didn't know how to make everything the way it was, before I made a mess of everything. It was stupid to think this would work in the first place.

Wow it's been a long time, sorry for the wait but I've got a few ideas on how to end the story :( it might be a while, it could be quite soon, who knows? I'm just going with the flow :)

I don't know how this turned out to be so sad...? Sorry if it's not to everyone's taste but I like sad stories. X

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