One Summer (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21,

Her blonde hair flowed in the wind as my heart beat quickened, my pulse hopping out from beneath my skin. How could this be possible? How did she find me?

"Paul sent me. He wanted me to check up on you," Perrie says biting down on her lip. I take in the pounds of makeup she's wearing and her tight mini-skirt, she looks good... But not as great as I recall. "Why don't you give me a tour?" No.

"Uh, sure." I looked around, thinking of the quickest way to get her out of here. My british accent returns, speaking normally has become such a foreign feeling. "Kitchen, living room, bathrooms, the basics. Have a safe flight," I push her out the door and she sticks her foot out, catching it.

"Zayn, I missed you. I love you," she whispers, pulling me in for a kiss. Do I love her? Of course I love her, but the emotion has weakened.

"I love you, too." I kiss her cheek, feeling the love that has died come roaring back to life.

"Zack?" A squeaky voice calls from behind me and I gasp. I turn to see Deelana wrapped in a white blanket, her hair a mess. I am speechless!

"Zayn, is this your little friend?" Perrie holds out her hand and Deelana glares at it.

"Zack, who is this?" Deelana asks and I turn towards her.

"Dee-"

"Are those scratch marks, Zayn?" Perrie raises her voice and I roll my eyes, pressing my back against the wall.

"No," I lie and decide to tell the truth. "Well, yes."

"Zack-"

"His name is Zayn," Perrie corrects her. "Zayn Malik."

"I think I know him better than you! I'm his girlfriend," Deelana snaps and Perrie crosses her arms, tapping her expensive pink shoes on the floor.

"I'm his fiancé-"

"Ex-fiancé," I correct, but neither of them hear me. I'm beyond fucked.

"He isn't engaged," Deelana denies and I grab a fistful of my hair.

"You mean he didn't tell you?" Perrie stands shocked and I gaze at the ground, shaking my head. "Go on," Perrie encourages me.

"My name isn't Zack Higgins," I begin and Deelana's eyes narrow. "It's Zayn Malik from One Direction. I have billions of dollars and was engaged to Perrie Edwards of Little Mix. We called it quits a few months ago. I was a diva and needed to get out of the spotlight for a while so my management sent me here."

Her face was emotionless. I couldn't read it. What is she thinking? She has to say something before my thoughts drive me mad.

"Why should I believe anything you say? You're a cheat and a jerk!" She slaps me across the face and I take the blow harder emotionally.

"Because."

"Because why?" Perrie taunts.

"Because I love you, Deelana." I grip her hands and she pulls away, holding onto the blanket.

"It's too late for that now. I should have never fallen in love with you. I should have listened to my best friend and left you a long time ago-"

"Dee, I love you. I love you. I love you," I chant over and over again.

"Too late," she repeats and races back upstairs, hearing Perrie's quiet chuckles.

"I don't want to see your face ever again," I snap at Perrie and chase after Deelana who was hurrying around, clasping her bra back on, followed by her thong.