Perrie's Pov
I backed up from the window once I realized that Zayn noticed my presence.
They didn't know that I wasn't asleep, I was eavesdropping throughout their entire conversation, keeping my window open. Their hushed whispers had turned into loud talking, making it easier for me to hear their words.
I didn't know who to be angrier at. Zayn or Jade?
Honestly, this entire thing was just a confusing mess.
If only I hadn't gone to that club with the girls. If only I hadn't gone and ordered those drinks from that perverted waiter. If only I wasn't such an idiot.
I sat on the edge of my bed, feeling lightheaded.
I hate to admit it, but I love Zayn. I don't want to let our relationship go.
I screwed up. I'm acting like it's Zayn's fault. Hell, Zayn's even acting like it's his fault even though it's clearly mine.
I can't take responsibility for my actions, it's just something that I find challenging.
I shook my head, and walked over to my cabinet which held my phone on the am surface.
I felt anxious and picked it up, going through everything that I've missed.
There were many tweets stating that they hope I feel better, but there were also many hate tweets.
I scrolled through the application, my heart hurting with every tweet that I've read.
I've received many hate tweets throughout the start of my career, and I still haven't gotten used to the pain.
I logged off and checked my messages.
5 from Mom, 2 from Jonnie, and 1 from Zayn.
Zayn's message was recent, about 5 minutes ago.
I slowly clicked on his first, my heart breaking as I read what was written.
Zayn: I'm sorry for everything, and I hate that it's my fault for this mess. But Perrie, I don't think I can do this anymore. I can't deal with hurting you, I can't deal with hurting me, I can't deal with any of this. I think it's best that we move on. I love you, and I always will. From the short time that we've been together, we've shared wonderful memories that I'll never forget, but I can't do this anymore.
I nodded and immediately started to shed tears.
I love Zayn.
I'm not letting him go.
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Author's Note: Another short update, but here you go. Suggestions?
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Storie d'AmoreI'm sorry if I say I need you, But I don't care, I'm not scared of love, Cause When I'm not with you, I'm weaker Is it so wrong, That YOU make me strong.
