Finally Free

As soon as I look up and his enchanting brown gaze entraps mine, I suck in a sharp breath and I feel like I've just been punched in the stomach.

My lungs suddenly stop working and I find myself having to remind myself to breathe. I can feel my heart trying to punch it's way out of my chest, disappointing my brain once again by it's reaction.

He doesn't seem to be doing better than I am, to my relief. I'd feel like the biggest loser if he was completely careless about this situation.

His full lips are parted as his eyes reflect something that I can't decipher. Needles to say, shock is written all over his face.

Just when I think we're going to stay tere in silence and stare at eachother forever, he speaks up.

"Perrie. Hi." His voice comes out hoarse, almost inautible but it still sends chills down my spine.

God I'm so angry for reacting to him like this. I'm supposed to act like an ice queen towards him after what he did to me.

Pictures of a months long heartache flash through my mind, and I'm suddenly reminded of what he put me through. Rage starts to replace the shock and enchantment.

The least I can do for myself is show him that he doesn't affect me anymore, that what he did to me only made me stronger, that I'm not the person he once knew.

"W-What are you-... doing here?" Zayn stutters, trying to make out what to say.

Just when I was about to open my mouth to ask him the same and show that I'm the one who's composed and in control, Gigi finally shows up.

As soon as her gaze lands on him and I, both standing in her living room frozen and jaw dropped, her eyes look like they could pop out of her skull anytime now and panic washes over her.

"Zayn? What the hell are you doing here?"