One. Good. Mistake. *Zayn Malik Love*

Figuring out she had a one-night stand with Zayn Malik, a band member of One Direction, Charlie is then told she must go on tour with the band for her magazine internship.
But Zayn doesn't make it easy for Charlie to forget that night or him, no matter what Charlie does.


24. ::Chapter Twenty-One::


 I stared at the door, my eyes glued to the door that Zayn had just exited through. My heart was pounding and my head was aching as I was torn between the two choices he had given me.

At the beginning of this whole thing, I’ll be honest, I didn’t like – maybe even hated – Zayn but as the tour continued on…I saw a whole other side to him. I might have never mentioned it but I found it so sweet when they all went out to greet the fans, waiting outside every hotel they were at, and took pictures and signed things for them.

Literally there were only two reasons why every fiber of body didn’t like Zayn, one being; every time I looked at him, it just reminded me of our one night stand and two; that he was pretending to like me because he’s famous and thinks it would funny to break my heart.

Clearly, I was dead wrong.

Then I started to cry and I couldn’t stop. My breathing became shorter as I struggled to breathe while I let the tears run down my face. Nothing should’ve happened on this damn tour, it should’ve been just another easy task, and within a month I'd be back at home.

But of course it wasn’t. Of course I had to have some relationship with one of the members and of course, it’d haunt me for the rest of the tour. But I really thought he’d get over some lame girl like me, every boy before him did so.

“You okay?” A soft female voice knocked me out of crying and I looked at the door, wiping away the tears that held onto my eyelashes.

“Wh-who are you?” I choked out, trying to regain my normal breathing.

I watched and took in every detail of the girl as she stepped further into my room, shutting the door quietly behind her. She had blue eyes, like me and it really complemented her blonde hair the hung past her shoulders.

“I’m Perrie Edwards,” she answered. It felt like there was something familiar about that name. “I’m Zayn’s ex-girlfriend.”

Oh…that would be why.

My throat constricted, nerves hitting me hard. “Um...not to be rude, but what are you doing here? If you were looking for Zayn, he just left.”

“I know,” she said instantly. “I heard what he said to you.”

I lifted a brow, “How come he didn’t see you? And then, what were you doing here in the first place?”

She smiled kindly, “Zayn called me earlier, today, that’s why I was coming to see you. I guess he didn’t see me because I didn’t want him to, he wasn’t in a good emotional state anyways, so seeing me wouldn’t have helped.”

“Why not? He called you, didn’t he?” I snapped, feeling jealous that Zayn called her after talking to me.

Perrie held her hands up in surrender. “Even if we aren’t together, doesn’t mean that I won’t be there for him when he needs it, Charlie. I don’t want to ruin anything between you two and to be honest, I don’t want to get back together with him…when he talked about you, I could tell he was totally and helplessly in love with you and I want him to be happy, Charlie, if anything else I want him to be happy.”

My jealousy died away and I looked upset at her, the tears brimming in my eyes again, my heart hurting so badly and I spoke to her, as myself for once. “I don’t know what to do,” I cried out. “I don’t want to leave him…I mean I don’t know why, at first I thought I didn’t like him, but now I get excited every time I see him…but I can’t just commit to being with him right now…it’s all too much.”

Perrie smiled sadly, nodding, understanding what I was saying to her.

“I know it hurts and I know it’s unfair what he did to you but I understand why he did it,” she said. “Zayn is the most kind and loving person I know, to anyone and everyone he loves. I think he’s just afraid of losing you and when I heard about your accident, I was sure, he thought you’d die hating him.”

“Why would he think I hated him?” I asked, looking at her confused.

“You never called him back after he told you his reason for being with you that night, did you?” She asked.

I thought back and realized I hadn’t…I had been so caught up in everything else that I had just left Zayn hanging when he had been so vulnerable.

“Oh,” I muttered feeling so guilty…and then it all really hit me. I stood up and got out of the bed, walking over to my bag and my folded clothes. Not giving a care about what Perrie saw, I quickly undressed myself from the hospital gown and got into my comfortable clothes and then looked at her. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this. I can’t be the girl for him, you should be, you care so much for him and as much as you don’t think you want to get back with him, I can tell that is definite lie.”

Ignoring my last comment she looked sadly at me, “So this is what it’s come to for you? You’ve decided to take the easy way out on love? You’ve decided to break Zayn’s heart and not think twice about it?”

“There is no easy way out of love!” I yelled at her, tears streaming down my cheeks uncontrollably. “I don’t want to break his heart but I can’t be with him…I’m afraid to be!”

“And you don’t think he is either? Zayn is rarely vulnerable with a girl and if you do this to him, he will never be happy again, you can’t honestly be okay with that?” Perrie argued back, really trying to convince me to stay.

“I’m done, Perrie,” I whispered, so emotionally unstable inside. “I can’t do this and I won’t. Please, please just be here for him when he gets back…he’ll need you. Goodbye.”

She watched speechless and emotionless as I walked out of that room and didn’t once look back.

**Guess this wasn't as short as I thought it'd be...haha oops - A**

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