One night stand-Zayn Malik

Chapter 35- Messed up //Part 2//

My hand fell of the door knob and I could barely breath. So disappointed. This was so messed up.

I swear as he kept staring at me with his mouth opening and closing I felt my heart getting ripped apart slowly and painfully. Now the tiniest bit of the hope I had for us was gone into the blue and would never appear again.

" I don't know what to do..." He suddenly said and I heard sorrow in his voice.

" Please go" I tried to say it aloud but all I could do was to think it. I was too numb to open my mouth. Finally I managed to walk passed Zayn and sit down on my bed.

" Tara say something" Zayn got one his knees infront of me and took my hand.

" I need to go" I suddenly said and took my hand away from his. I walked out of the room and picked up my phone from the pocket of my jeans. I needed to call my aunt.

" Tara... I was about to go to your room" I looked up from my phone and saw Paul infront of me on the hallway.

" Sorry Paul I really need to make a phone call..." I was about to walk passed him when he layed his hand gently on my shoulder.

" Lets go somewhere more private where you can sit down"

I didn't like the tone of his voice and I didn't like how his eyes looked a little red. I didn't like the way he was breathing like he was nervous as we walked into his room where Linda and Laura were waiting and I didn't like the way he looked at me after I sat down on the chair next to Linda who layed her hand on mine.

" We just received horrible news from London" He said and stopped, like he didn't know how to put the words out right.

" What is going on?" I was getting confused. I needed to talk to my aunt and that fast.

" Your aunt Rachel..." Linda said but she stopped by looking at Paul like she couldn't say anything.

" There was an car accident and-" I stopped hearing him talking.

I looked at Paul and at my phone. I had her on speed dial already and he was telling me that she was dead?

" What are you talking about ?" What was this, some kind of a sick joke? Well it wasn't funny and I needed to talk to her. I hadn't spoken to her since the day I last saw her in her office after giving her a piece of my mind. I hadn't apologized yet.

" I am so sorry for your loss" He said and I found Linda's warm hands on my shoulders.

" No" I looked at him and lifted up my phone. " I really need to talk to her" I said and pressed the green button and layed the phone to my ear.

" Tara..." I heard Laura say but I chose to ignore it.

" Pick up" I whispered as I heard a beep after beep. Nothing. Her phone rang out.

I took my phone away and noticed that the screen was wet with tears.

Zayn's P.O.V

I watched her storm out with her phone in her hand. I scared her off. I lost her now completely. I sat on the bed and tried to stop the tears from coming by pressing my hands against my eyes. I had it all figured out. I saw us holding hands in public and cuddling infront of the boys because we didn't have to hide anymore. I saw Perrie out of the picture. All she did was giving me a fake attention infront of the boys but soon as we were two she picked up her phone and started being the way she was before.

But this time I wasn't showing her the same attention I did before and for that I had to pay. She was pregnant. With my child.

" Hey, are you alright?"