These Bruises

"Que sera, you'll never guess who I saw."
I was loved. I was hurt. That was repeated when I left you. But there are two other people who I love. As a single mom with two little kids in California, my life got better. It was six years. Six years since I last saw you. Six years since those little talks. Now you can see that these bruises that I've been hiding for those six long years mean. (Second book in Little Talks duology)


40. Amelia knows the answer

~Zayn POV~

I was flipping through a magazine when Nicole start speaking. "Where is that girl you came up with? That officer girl?" She asks. She wasn't there when she came by earlier.

"Kristen? She's outside." I answer.

"Do you have her number?" She asks. I said yes and gave it to her. Kristen only gave it to me if I got any clues connecting to Britta and she can gather them for her captain. Nicole then started texting someone and then put her phone away.

I keep flipping through the magazine finding articles of random things when I feel my phone buzz. I take out my phone and I got a text from Perrie.

From: Perrie <3 "I'm in Florida. Where to I take a cab to?"

Shit I forgot she was coming in today.

To: Perrie <3 "Orlando Medical Center. When inside, head up to the third floor maternity area."

Why do I still have the heart thing next to her name? Oh yeah, we're married. But if there was a time to tell her about Britta and I, it would be now.

I hear an elevator ding and Kristen comes in with...a little girl? She looked no more than fifteen.

"Guys, we are in a serious situation here!" Kristen says.

"We know!" Louis states, "Rachel and Liz are in labor! And Harry is seeing a child come out of someone!" Okay, gross.

"What's going on here?" The little girl asks with an "I'm am creeped out by this crazy man who is talking about birth" face.

I set the magazine down and get up. "I'm Zayn. Zayn Malik." I grab a notepad and sign it. "Here, give this to your mom, aunt, or third cousin who was a fan of me." I hand her the piece of paper. She looks down at it, and back up.

"Oh, yeah, you were in that old band One Direction!" She smiles. "My older sister was a fan. I remember all those times she would blare 'Steal My Girl' when it came out on the radio." She looks at everyone else. "Okay, I remember there were five members, but Niall and Harry are MIA."

Kristen sighs. "Well, Niall's wife Rachel is in labor and Harry is with one of their friends who is also in labor. Please tell me you've heard of the birds and the bees, Amelia." Kristen slouches in her chair.

"I'm 15, I took health before, an old friend told me how fast a sperm travels, I have a brain you know!" The girl, who's name I think is Amelia, said. She looked like she hasn't taken a shower in days! No offense, but damn that girl smells. Why am I showing my sassy side at a time like this?

We all look at Amelia and Kristen. "Why is this girl..." Liam starts.

"Amelia." Amelia interrupts.

Eleanor R. then gestures Amelia. "Fine. Amelia. Why is Amelia here, Kristen?" She asks.

Kristen begins to breath heavily. "Amelia..." She continues to breath hard. "Amelia knows the answer."

We all gasp. "The answer to what?" I ask. And then we all just started saying random things.

"Why I'm single?" Sereen.

"Which came first, the chicken or the egg?" Louis.

"Why we are talking about the chicken and egg thing?" Eleanor T.

"Why there is Thanksgiving and it's not called pre-Christmas?" Nicole.

"Why Darth Vader is Luke's father?" Niall.

"Darth Vader is not Luke's...wait, wrong Luke. Damn it." Liam.

"Why do I still have my English accent but I lived in France for five years?" Kaitlyn.

"Guys! Get your mind out of the gutter and bring it to reality!" Kristen stops us.

We were all silent for a few minutes, and that's when someone's phone goes off.

It wasn't mine.

"Okay, why is Perrie calling me?" Eleanor T. asks looking at her phone. She then answers it. "Hey, Per...I'm great. Congrats on the pregnancy...I'm at a, I didn't break any bones...I'm where Rachel and Liz are...yes, Zayn is here..."

Shit, she's talking about me.

"Uh huh...uh huh...yeah, sure...see ya in a bit..." Her face expression turns somber as she hangs up. "Perrie is outside waiting for you," she says sitting back down.

I get up and walk to the elevator. Once the elevator showed I reached the first floor, I catch my breath. I have to tell Perrie. It's better than to keep lying to her and live with someone I don't love. I mean, I love Perrie, but there's this feeling I have with Britta that's different then anything else.



I exit the elevator and walk around searching for the back entrance. I was lucky enough to see her even with the blinding lights of paparazzi.

I walk over to the door and walk out. "Perrie."

She turns around and gasp. "Zayn." We embrace for a while, until she speaks. "I tried to get on a plane earlier when I heard about Britta, but we were working on songs for the final album."

She still cares about Britta even though she stole me from her.

Do it now, Malik.

I take a deep breath. "Per, there's something I need to tell you." I look up. "It's about Britta."

And then something happens that I never thought would happen.

Perrie Malik, my own wife, read my mind.


"You still have feelings for Britta and you've been seeing her until she got kidnapped."

My eyes widen. "Wait, what, how did you know?"

She puts a hand on my shoulder. "Zayn, when I said Britta your face turned into a lost puppy who is suffering from withdrawal to its owner. I understand that Brit is a different girl than me, and I also understand she makes you very happy. I can actually see it in your face the first day I got on the cruise because the outside of you was saying 'Perrie I love you' but your face was saying 'I love this one girl who you don't know but she's an employee on the ship'." I laugh at her mocking my voice. "But really. If she makes you very happy..." She sighs, "then I'm okay with that."

I'm utterly surprised. This went easier than I thought it would. I thought she would yell at me or something. I spread my arms out wide and hug her. "Thanks, Perrie."

For the next few minutes we talked about what we will do in the future. This is what we came up with.

File for a divorce.

I move to America.

I'll come back for when Perrie gives birth to the child because I want it to see it's father at least once.

I get together with Britta.

That is, if we find her.

And then with that, my phone rings. It's Louis. "Dude, what's up?"

"Get in here now!" He almost yells. "Two important things are happening! Well, three!"

He hangs up. I grab Perrie's arm and we run inside. We don't bother taking the elevator so we run up the stairs. Once we reached the third floor, we run to maternity area. "What are the important things?!" I ask catching my breath.

I look up and notice Niall and Harry. Both in surgical garments. They both look like they've been crying.

"The births went great." Harry says. "Liz had twins, both girls. Leah Shay Aranello and Clarissa Morgan Aranello."

"And Rachel had a boy." Niall chimes in. "Bryan Joseph Horan."

I smile.

But then Kristen jumps in. "And, well, Amelia knows the answer."

I sigh and look at Amelia. "To what?"

And the next phrase that she says changes everything.

"I know where Britta is."

Oh my gosh hi guys!!! Long time no see!! I'm sorry I didn't update this in forever.

So yesterday was homecoming and before the dance I was like "one part in this story involves homecoming so why not update it" and because I was busy with the parade, game, and dance, I didn't have time. But I'm updating now!!

And marching band is halfway over...excuse me while I cry.

I'm gonna go now. I'm seeing the 1D movie today.

Love y'all!!

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