Chapter 22

Perrie POV 

“Jade, why is this happening? What did I do?” I ask Jade as she wipes the tears from my eyes.

“You didn’t do anything Perrie. You’re not to blame and neither is Zayn. These things happen. You’ve spent the last two months with barely a moment apart and you’re bound to get sick of each other,” she says, trying to comfort me.

“I’m not sick of him though. I’m sick of this injury. I’m sick missing the tour,” I tell her, still crying. Why did I take this all out on Zayn? Why did I push him away?

“Well tonight is the last night of the tour, why don’t you do it?” Jade asks.

“I don’t want to. I just want to wait for Zayn,” I say.

“Perrie he’s in America. He won’t be back for two weeks and you said you’d get out of his house. Let’s pack your stuff up and go over to the arena,” Jade suggests.

“But I don’t want to perform. I just want to cry,” I say.

Jade gets up and starts putting all my clothes into a bag. I would get up to help her but it feels weird. This has been my home for the last two months and I’ve barely gone out and now I have to leave. 

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As we enter the 02 Arena I get flashbacks of when we won the show. The final was here when Dermot told us who had one the X Factor 2011. I remember every moment about winning. I remember how Zayn was the first person I saw when we came off the stage. I remember how he wrapped me in his arms and kissed me and how I wish he had never let go. I wish that moment lasted forever. I wish I never got injured and I never fought with him. I just wish we could’ve stayed how we were right that second.

“Perrie!” Leigh-Anne shouts, breaking me from my daydream. Her and Jesy run over to me and hug me tightly but I can’t bring myself to hug them back or to even smile. “How are you?” Leigh-Anne asks.

“Fine,” I say but they know I’m not fine, they can tell.

Jade POV

I need to sort this out and I know I do. I’m Perrie’s best friend and obviously I can’t cheer her up so I’m going to have to talk to Zayn somehow. When I get a free moment I sneak off into an empty room and get my phone out.

“Liam?” I ask as someone answers the phone.

“Hello Jade,” Liam says.

“What time is it there?” I ask, realizing they may be asleep.

“4am Jade,” Liam says.

“Oh sorry. I’ll call back later.”

“No don’t worry Jade. What do you want love?”

“I wanted to speak about Zayn and Perrie,” I say, “Is Zayn ok?”

“Yeah he seems fine. He’s having fun and stuff but he hasn’t talked about anything that happened with Perrie. Niall said they had a fight but didn’t know anything else.”

“They broke up Liam,” I tell him.

“What? Why wouldn’t he tell me?” he asks.

“I don’t know. But there’s got to be a way we can get them back together,” I say.

“What am I supposed to do? If he hasn’t told me then I don’t really want to ask.”

“Please Liam,” I beg.

“Ok. I’ll try talk to him tomorrow and see what’s going on,” he says.

“Yay! Thank you!” I say.

“Oh and Jade?”

“Yes.”

“I liked Jarry.”

“Bye Liam,” I say, laughing.

“Bye babe.” 

-

“Ready Per?” I ask as are about to go out onto the stage.

“Look after me please,” she asks as I squeeze her hand.

We dramatically make our way onto the stage and sing ‘Super Bass’ and ‘Don’t Let Go’ before stopping to talk to the audience.

“Are you all excited to see Perrie back tonight?” Leigh-Anne shouts through the microphone. The crowd goes wild screaming and Perrie has a massive smile on her face, the biggest smile I’ve seen on her since she told me Zayn was her boyfriend.

“You okay Per?” I whisper to her.

“Not really. My legs hurt,” she says.

“You wanna go off?”

“Nope. Gotta show Zayn that I can do it. I’ve gotta show everyone,” she says.

We sing ‘E.T.’, ‘You’ve Got The Love’, ‘Beautiful’, and ‘Cannonball’ before making our way off the stage.

“Girls that was awesome,” Jesy says as she brings us into a group hug. But I notice that Perrie looks sad and I know why. I know who was waiting for her the last time she came off this stage and I know she misses him. But she’ll be ok. She’d be so happy if her and Zayn did get back together but she’ll be fine without him. We’ll make sure she is fine.

Zayn POV

I can’t believe how many interviews we’ve had already today and there are still loads more to come. I thought it would be hard when every interviewer always asks if we were single, but no one knew me and Perrie were together so it was easier. I’m missing her but the boys can’t know. I know I need to enjoy this because it isn’t everyday you get to go to America.

“Zayn I spoke to Jade this morning,” Liam tells me as we are sitting on a sofa.

“Oh right,” I say, not looking up from my phone, “And?”

“Why didn’t you tell us?” he asks and all the other boys look up.

“Tell us what?” Louis asks.

“Nothing. Can we not talk about this now please? I just want to have fun in America,” I tell them.

“Ok, whatever,” Liam says and he looks annoyed.

I just didn’t want to talk to them about it. I didn’t want to bring down the mood with my depressing situation. This is probably the best are career has ever been, touring America with Big Time Rush. We are getting more and more popular and if I can’t enjoy it as much I don’t want the boys to not enjoy it as much either.

“Zayn. Can we have a word?” someone from Sony says as he walks into the room.

“Yep sure,” I say and I get up and follow them out.

“Your mum is on the phone Zayn,” he says and hands me a phone with a look of sympathy in his eyes.

“Mum?” I say into the phone.

“No, it’s me, Doniya,” my sister says.

“Doniya what is wrong?” I ask.

“It’s auntie,” she says and I hear mum sobbing in the background.

“What Doniya?” I say.

“She passed away this morning.”

“Doniya, don’t cry. Please don’t cry. Tell mum not to cry, I’m coming home,” I say, looking up at the man from Sony and he nods in agreement.

“No Zayn, don’t come home. You can’t. She would’ve wanted this, for you to be living your dream. You can’t come home,” Doniya says.

“Family comes first,” I say and hang up.

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