Chapter 20

Zayn POV

“Perrie? Baby?” I say as I shake her lightly to wake her up.

“What?” she says, annoyed that I’ve woken her up.

“I’m going to a meeting with management and I want you to come because I don’t want to leave you on your own,” I say.

“I’ll be fine,” she says.

“No you wont, what if you need the toilet or want to go downstairs? Come on. Until your mum gets here this afternoon you’re staying with me,” I say.

She puts her hand over her eyes as she starts crying.

“No no no stop crying,” I say as I slide into the bed next to her and wrap my arms around her. I try to calm her down by delicately kissing her neck.

“I’m embarrassed Zayn,” she says in a muffled voice.

“Why?”

“I can’t do anything. I feel so useless. You have to carry or push me everywhere,” she says.

“You’re not useless. You’ll be back to your old self in no time and I’d feel useless if I wasn’t helping you,” I say, stroking her hair.

“Do you know how embarrassing it is to have your boyfriend on the toilet?”

“Weirdly, the last two days have made me love you ten times more. You’re so cute and so strong and I love you. I don’t want you to be embarrassed,” I tell her.

“But I look so stupid. I can’t go anywhere because you don’t want to be seen with me and I can’t go anywhere without you. And this chair is so ugly and stupid. I love you but spending this much time with you is making me crazy,” she says. She sees that I’m upset by my last comment and she turns over and kisses me passionately. “I’m sorry,” she says.

“It’s okay. After the meeting I’ll drop you at the physiotherapist and you can have a few hours without me,” I say, “Now what do you want to wear today?”

I get up and start going through her stuff that is currently in a bag on the floor because we haven’t had time to find space in my wardrobe yet. “You chose,” Perrie says and I throw some pants, a bra, a ‘Stone Roses’ t-shirt, and some black jeans. I walk over to her and start to help her undress. “I can do my top half you know,” she says.

“I know,” I say and lean in to kiss her lips gently.

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“Nice to see you Zayn,” Richard says as I walk into his office, pushing Perrie in her chair, “And nice to see you well Miss Edwards. How are you feeling?”

“Like you care,” I say harshly, glaring at Richard.

“Sorry Perrie but this is a One Direction meeting,” he says to Perrie.

“She’s staying,” I snap back.

“Zayn it’s fine you can leave me outside in the café,” Perrie says, looking up at me.

“Nope. You’re staying,” I say and wheel Perrie next to a sofa where I sit down.

Niall and Louis enter first and Niall says, “Perrie!” running over to her and giving her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, followed by Louis doing the same.

“Perrie, Eleanor is keen to see you soon. She’s in town for the next couple of days. Can I give you her number?” Louis asks.

“Yeah of course that would be great,” Perrie says and she takes Eleanor’s number down in her phone.

Next Harry and Liam come in and great me and Perrie and the other boys, both of them showing concern for Perrie and then sitting down on the sofa. We all sit there, chatting to each other, waiting for Richard to speak.

He clears his throat and we all look over to him. “Now boys, I hear you have something to say,” Richard says.

“Yes,” Louis says, “We heard about what you said to Zayn and we’re not happy about it. We’ve decided that none of us are going to America.”

“What?” Richard asks, “You have to, it’s in your contract.”

“Well then we’ll have to break that contract,” Harry says, giving me a supportive look.

“You can’t just break a contract,” Richard says.

“Well you can drop us if you want,” Niall says. Perrie looks concerned but I know they wouldn’t dare drop us, we earn them too much money.

“We’ll go to America when Zayn is ready to go to America,” Liam says, “We’ll go there as a band.”

“Okay. Okay,” Richard says. “But you two,” he says, pointing at me and Perrie, “When are you going public with this relationship? The fans are going to catch on at some point.”

“When the fans catch on, we’ll tell them,” I say, taking Perrie’s hand in mine.

“Well I was thinking maybe you could do a couple’s photo shoot for Hello magazine,” Richard says.

With that I don’t even say anything. I calmly get out of my seat and wheel Perrie out of the room, the boys following behind us.

As we exit the room I say to the boys, “Hey boys do you wanna go get a bite to eat?”

“Yeah sure. Nandos?” Niall says.

“Yeah. I’ll meet you at the one round the block. I need to drop Perrie off at the physiotherapist first,” I say.

“Ok. See you then bro,” Louis says as I get Perrie and myself into the car.

“That went well. Eh?” I say as we start driving off.

“Yep,” she says, “And Zayn, thank you for everything. I would’ve never thought I would have such an amazing boyfriend who loved me so much. You make me smile everyday and I love you.”

“Wow. I love you too,” I say, taken aback because she isn’t usually so open with her feelings.

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“Ah Miss Edwards, lovely to meet you,” one of the staff says as he approaches us, “I’m Dr Cameron and I’ll be you physiotherapist.”

“I’m Zayn,” I say as I shake his hand.

“Will you be coming with us Zayn?” Dr Cameron asks.

“No I wont,” I say before turning to Perrie and saying, “you sure?”

“Yep I’m sure. I’ll see you later,” Perrie says.

“Ok. Good luck, I love you,” I say, bending down to kiss her forehead.

“I love you too. Bye,” she says as I walk out and into the car.

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When I get in the car I call up the boys, “Harry,” I say, “change of plan. I want to go get something for Perrie but can you guys come round for dinner tonight?”

“Yeah that’s fine bro. We’ll see you then,” Harry says.

“Cool, see you at like 7?” I say.

“That’s great. Bye mate,” Harry says and he hangs up.

I know exactly what I’m getting Perrie. I need to make her feel less embarrassed in that chair so I’m gonna get her a cool wheelchair. I arrive at the Wheelchair Company off the high street and pull up outside.

“Hi,” I say as I make my way over to the shop assistant.

“Wow! You’re Zayn Malik,” the shop assistant says.

“I know,” I say.

“How can I help you?”

“I was wondering how long it would take to get a personalized wheelchair?”

“Up to about 3 hours, depends what the design was,” he says.

“Well I want one it to be a baby pink colour with metal studs on the wheels and I want it to be covered in different little hippie flowers,” I say as the shop assistant takes notes.

“What about the seat?” he asks.

“I want it to be nice and cushioned with the Little Mix logo on it,” I say.

“Oh is she a Little Mix fan?” he asks, smiling.

“Yeah, you could say that.”

“Well I can have it done in about 2 hours and it will cost you £100,” the shop assistant informs me.

“Could you get it done in 1 hour for £200?” I ask.

“We could give it a go,” he replies.

“Thanks, I’ll see you in an hour then,” I say and I leave the shop.

I head to the supermarket and get food for tonight and then I go back to the shop after about an hour. It was ready so I pay and get out of there as quickly as possible so Perrie isn’t waiting for me.

Perrie POV

He’s always late! I’ve left my phone at home so I can’t call him but Dr Cameron says that he’ll do some more physio with me until Zayn get’s here.

“Miss Edwards, you’re boyfriend is here now,” an assistant says, poking her head round the door. Dr Cameron helps me up and into my chair and wheels me out into the corridor. I see Zayn standing there with another wheelchair next to him. It has flowers all over it and is actually really cute.

“What’s that?” I ask him.

“Don’t be silly Per, it’s a wheel chair,” he says, wheeling it over to me.

“But I’ve got a wheelchair,” I say.

“I got you a new one,” he says, “do you not like it?”

“No I love it. Come here,” I say and put my hands out for him to take. I use them to try and stand up. As I pull myself up Zayn helps me.

“You’re amazing,” he says.

“Now carry me,” I say, collapsing into his arms, not being able to take it anymore. My legs had got a bit stronger but I still wasn’t quite at standing yet. Zayn picks me up and puts me in my new chair. “Oh, it’s comfy,” I say, sitting on the Little Mix cushioned seat.

“We’ll see you tomorrow. Thank you so much,” Zayn says to Dr Cameron and he wheels me out. Zayn picks me up and puts me in the passenger seat and puts my new chair in the boot before getting in the car himself.

“Hey Zayn,” I say, turning to him, “I really love you. And I love the chair. You’re the best.”

He leans over to kiss my lips before we drive off smiling.

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