Bands Apart [On Hold]

18. An Untied Knot

Perrie's P.O.V

After our amazing date that night, and the innocent exchange of I love you's; I had been expecting Zayn to at least call or show up again the next morning, but I was disappointed when he didn't.

　

My disappointment only last two hours into the day though because when I logged onto twitter and I saw my dashboard flooding with bad news about him that crushed me.

　

Zayn had been attacked the night of our date outside of his hotel and as of that morning the boys found him before getting him hospitalized.

　

The next twenty-four hours after receiving that news were potentially the worst I'd ever had. I was sick to my stomach with a massive amount of stress as more and more about the incident came out and how things could go bad for him.

　

Badly I wanted to go see him, to see if he was okay, but I knew it'd be suspicious to pretty much everyone except Jade who knew the truth. Also not to mention Stacy had grown wary enough upon learning that one of the One Direction boys had constantly been sneaking into our hotel for the past week.

　

Meaning I had to be careful where I stepped or I was going to set off a gernade.

　

Fortunately my stress did lessen a bit when Jade gave me word that Zayn had woken up from his mini coma, but was still in pretty bad shape according the doctors. Even though part of that news was bad, I still received it with a smile.

　

Sadly though my desire to see him didn't lessen.

　

Now today in present time I was sitting on my bed pulling a hair tie out of my messy hair while Jade laid next to me reading a magazine. I had just returned from a date with Paris, and I'm not lying when I say I'd willingly murder the guy.

　

Every moment I spent with him was like dining with the devil, tortuous.

All I wanted was to be with Zayn, to feel his touch, and hear him say those beautiful three letters again, but Jade held me back from chasing that aspiration. She told me that I was going to just have to wait for him to come to me, or at least carefully mull over a well designed plan to see him for twenty-four hours at most.

　

And believe me when I say I have been.

　

"So tonight is our last night in London, and then we're going to France." Jade said, placing the magazine down on her chest, and I sighed deeply.

　

"I wish we weren't." I said dolefully as I tossed the hair band aside and laid down next to her.

　

"Is it because of Zayn?" She asked, rolling over onto her side to look at me, and I bit my lip with a nod.

　

"Yeah, I'm not ready to be out of his reach yet." I sighed, and Jade gave me a sympathetic smile as she placed a hand on my arm.

　

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll make an effort to see you, secretly or not." She said, and I nodded slightly as I rolled over my back and looked up at the ceiling that had a star design on it.