I try to slip from his grip but it was firm. He looks at Zayn, " Take one more step and I shoot." I let out a small sob. The man turns and starts to walk the opposite way with me in his hand. We walk a couple feet before Zayn leaps on the mans back.
"No!" I think to myself. Zayn punches and kicks and the man falls to the ground his eyes beginning to water. Zayn grabs my hand and starts to run. But then out of nowhere I hear a gunshot. Zayn falls to the ground. "Noo!" I scream. Tears start to stream down my face.
I turn to see the man coming towards me. I stand and run towards him tackling him causing him to fall I punch and claw until he drops his gun. I pick it up and without thinking I shoot.
'Boom' the sound echoes through the woods. I drop my knees but something stabs me in the side. "Ow!" I yelp. I look down and reach into my pocket to see my phone. It has service! I dial 9-1-1.
*"911 what's your emergency?" A lady asked me. "My boyfriends been shot! We need an ambulance." I reply back to her. "Okay where are you located?" she asked me concern filling her voice. " We are in the woods next to West Charleson Avenue. I think." I reply quickly. "Alright an ambulance is on their way just sit tight try to slow down the bleeding." she tells me.*
I hang up the phone and rush over to Zayn he was losing blood quickly. I take off my shirt and press it to the wound. He winces. It hurt me to see him in pain especially since I was the cause. "I'm so sorry Zayn this is my fault." I say as I drown my eyes in tears. "Perrie, it's not your fault. It's not my fault either we were just in the wrong place at the wrong time." Zayn tells me. "I love You." And that was the last thing he said to me.
(A/N) sorry it's taking me so long to update but school is kind of an everyday thing😞 I will probably write another chapter over the weekend if I have time. I'm going to start another story called "Sunshine (Luke Hemmings)" but yeah this story is almost over btw😃

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