Eternal Love

I'm Sorry, Zayn

Zayns POV

Sitting around the fire with the girls made me really miss Perrie, but she was always busy with Little Mix so I didn’t get to see her much. It was great having this time with the guys but I really missed her, we haven’t talked much since the club incident but she decided to stay with me, every time we did talk it was brief and slightly awkward. I was really sorry but to be honest Michaela just looked stunning and I was a bit tipsy, I guess the alcohol just took over. Victoria and Niall are making out… awesome. I couldn’t stand this feeling anymore I had to get up and walk away.

“I’m going to bed, I’m a bit tired. Night everyone.” I said then walked off.

I decided I’d call Perrie because I honestly wasn’t tired I just couldn’t stand seeing the boys happy while I was missing Perrie so much.

*Ring… Ring...Rin-*

“Hello?” I heard on the other line, but it wasn’t Perries’ voice; it was a mans voice.

“Erm, hello… where is Perrie?” I asked.

“Oh uhm hello, Zayn?” Perrie asked.

“Perrie! Hi!” I yelled excitedly.

“Zayn, uhm… I gotta go, bye.” She said suddenly.

“No I love yo-?” I tried to ask before she hung up… too late.

I laid there on my bed just thinking who that guy was and why she was so brief and sudden… my stomach turned remembering she didn’t say “I love you.” before hanging up. What was happening? As soon as that last thought crossed my mind I got a text.

Perrie: Zayn, we’re not working out… I’m sorry, bye. X

Wha-what? Was she really leaving me over a fucking text message?!

“Perrie… I love you?” I responded.

Perrie: I’m sorry; some things just don’t work out.

And with that tears escaped my eyes, they kept coming and coming. I should’ve tried harder to make up for the club; I should’ve proved my love to her more than I did! I’m such a screw up… I don’t deserve anyone, I don’t deserve happiness.

Michaelas POV

It was getting a little bit chilly so I decided to go inside and grab a hoodie; I was walking down the hall and passed Zayns’ room, I heard sobbing so I opened the door just to check out the source of the noise. I opened the door and found a crying Zayn Malik.

“ZAYN?!” I asked sympathetically.

He didn’t answer he just turned around saw me, then hid his face in the pillow embarrassed that I saw him crying.

“Zayn, it’s only me… you know you can talk to me.” I said reassuringly.

“It’s Perrie… she broke up with me.” He finally admitted after 5 minutes of more sobbing.

“Aw Zayn, I’m so sorry. Is it because of the club?” I asked.

“I don’t know, all she said was some things just don’t work out… I loved her, Michaela. I really did but I guess if she’s not happy with me why should I hold her back.” He said.

“Zayn, look at me. You’re a great fucking guy, ANYONE would be lucky to have you. I know you loved her, but if she doesn’t love you back she doesn’t deserve you. If I’m any reason why she ended it I’m honestly so sorry.” I said, he just stared deep into my eyes and smiled.

“I love you… Don’t worry not like that, as a friend; more like family actually. You’re always there for me when I absolutely need someone and you’re the only one that can make me feel better, thank you so much.” He said causing me to grin ear to ear.

“I love you too, now don’t worry I won’t tell the boys about any of this. You just get some rest, good night Zayn, sleep tight.” I said before kissing his cheek and walking back outside to the boys.

“Babe, where’s your sweatshirt?” Harry asked.

Oh right, I forgot! I had to come up with an excuse quick!

“I figured I didn’t need It, once I moved to get up I felt warmer.” I finally spit out.

“Uhm… alright, well come here then!” Harry said, patting his lap motioning for me to come sit on it.

We stayed outside for about half an hour after that before heading back inside, Zayn was sound asleep. Victoria was headed to Nialls’ room and I was headed for Harrys’.

I changed into my pajamas and laid on the bed, I soon felt the bed depress next to me. I rolled over to see a handsome green eyed, curly haired boy.

“Hello there, fancy seeing you here.” I teased.

“Are you tired?” He asked.

“A little.” I admitted.

“C’mon love.” He said getting under the covers.

I got under the cover and laid my head on his chest as he drug his fingers up and down my back.

“Want to explore London tomorrow?” He asked. That caused me to shoot up.

“Could we?!” I begged.

“Of course, anything for you.” He said, I kissed his lips and thanked him a million times.

“Good night Harry.” I said before laying my head back on his chest.

“Good night.” He said softly, and then kissed my head.