Roses and Thorns
Benefit. (43rd Chapter)
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Janelle's POV:
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I give myself a second to think of something to say, and thankfully my mind is collaborating perfectly. “Harry, I don’t feel so well. I’m sorry but I guess I just need to rest a bit by my own. Good luck with the cake decisions.” He sends me a worried look, but I shrug lightly. “I’ll be fine, just go and choose the best icing format.” He nods, as he leaves the elevator, and I press the level button, to head back to my suite’s floor.
He can’t cancel the wedding. No, not now. Not when there is a child involved; I won’t let him do this. I walk out fast, once the elevator’s doors open. I knock on the door, fearing that he may not want to talk to me anymore. I decided to go to his room, instead of my own; I must fix this, even if it isn’t for my benefit.
“(She snaps) What, do you feel like slapping me again?” I sigh, calming myself from any negative point at this moment. “Perrie, put a sock in it. (Her eyes widen, but she keeps quiet while I ask) Where’s Zayn?” She furrows her eyebrows in confusion, but then she replies: “In the shower. What do you possibly want from him? (She regains her rudeness snap) Seriously just back off of him already. He doesn’t want to see or talk to anyone right now. Since yesterday, he became less talkative. Wait… are you the reason he’s like this?”
I shake my head quickly, denying anything that may be exposed and ruin what is already being destroyed by the second. “(I speak emotionlessly) Just tell him that his mother needs him…” I walk away to my room, before she replies.
I pace back and forth in my suite, while I think of a way to force him to keep this marriage on the go. I can’t be the one that’s responsible for his biological child to be raised by a single parent. I can’t change the fact that he is bound to raise him/her; I can’t be the one enjoying the time with him, while his kid is crying or even asking Perrie about his/her father.
What have I become? A home wrecker? What is a home wrecker anyway? All I know that every detail proves that I may become an official one; if I don’t paste the broken pieces back. Yes, that’s what I have and must do. I need to be the glue that holds him for his future life; and not the one pushing the fragile piece to break.
A double-knock on my door, snaps me out of my mind. I rush to open it, noticing his lifeless face staring on the ground. “(His tone is broken and unstable) You didn’t need to lie you know. Good thing I knew that my mum would contact me directly; she wouldn’t send in anyone.” I nod, as I move a little to the side, allowing him to enter. “(I whisper) Please sit.”
He gives me an unstable look, firing my guilt deep down instantly. He places his weight on the edge of the bed, as I stand in front of him. “Are you going to keep looking at the ground?” I ask him lightly, not wanting to make him lose the calmness he is maintaining right now. He lifts his head slowly, while I stare at his remarkable eyes.
“(He starts since I didn’t) Elle I… I don’t know how to tell you but, I want to call off the wedding. I can't be away from you, not anymore.” I surprise him by my slow nodding action, accompanied with my reply: “I know all about it. This is why I wanted to talk to you. (He crosses his arms, staring at me in frustration) Zayn, have you thought how you would be looked at, after running away with the sister’s bride, have you thought what people will say about us after that? No one will understand, just like you don’t right now. (He opens his mouth to argue, but I cut him off before beginning) Let me finish, please… (He joins his lips back together, and nods) I want you to be a good father, and at the same time I want to be a good aunt. I figured out the only way to solve this… so please promise me that you won’t fight with me on my choice.”
He breathes heavily out of his mouth, trying his best to maintain sanity. “I’ll try…” I nod in appreciation, as my heart starts changing from red to black. “I’m leaving.” He scrunches his eyebrows, asking me: “Leaving? Leaving where?” I rub my temple with my fingertips, preparing my words in a clear form.
“I’m leaving France… I’m going back to England, and then I’ll prepare my papers to resign, and search for a job out of the entire country. It’s the only way you would go back to where you were, before I came back to your life…”
He laughs, shaking his head in complete disbelief. “Nice one.” I reply with drained feelings:“You think I’m not being serious? Alright, believe what you want Zayn. I’ll let your wedding day prove it to you. (I sit beside him, since my knees can’t stand my up anymore) When you look around the church, and notice I am nowhere in sight; that’s when you will say ‘I Do’ to Perrie. You need to forget me, put me in your teenage diary and keep me as a memory; nothing more. Your kid deserves a family with full members, don’t do it for you and I; do it for the newborn soul that depends on you to raise him/her in a healthy and loving enviroment…”
Janelle's POV:
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I give myself a second to think of something to say, and thankfully my mind is collaborating perfectly. “Harry, I don’t feel so well. I’m sorry but I guess I just need to rest a bit by my own. Good luck with the cake decisions.” He sends me a worried look, but I shrug lightly. “I’ll be fine, just go and choose the best icing format.” He nods, as he leaves the elevator, and I press the level button, to head back to my suite’s floor.
He can’t cancel the wedding. No, not now. Not when there is a child involved; I won’t let him do this. I walk out fast, once the elevator’s doors open. I knock on the door, fearing that he may not want to talk to me anymore. I decided to go to his room, instead of my own; I must fix this, even if it isn’t for my benefit.
“(She snaps) What, do you feel like slapping me again?” I sigh, calming myself from any negative point at this moment. “Perrie, put a sock in it. (Her eyes widen, but she keeps quiet while I ask) Where’s Zayn?” She furrows her eyebrows in confusion, but then she replies: “In the shower. What do you possibly want from him? (She regains her rudeness snap) Seriously just back off of him already. He doesn’t want to see or talk to anyone right now. Since yesterday, he became less talkative. Wait… are you the reason he’s like this?”
I shake my head quickly, denying anything that may be exposed and ruin what is already being destroyed by the second. “(I speak emotionlessly) Just tell him that his mother needs him…” I walk away to my room, before she replies.
I pace back and forth in my suite, while I think of a way to force him to keep this marriage on the go. I can’t be the one that’s responsible for his biological child to be raised by a single parent. I can’t change the fact that he is bound to raise him/her; I can’t be the one enjoying the time with him, while his kid is crying or even asking Perrie about his/her father.
What have I become? A home wrecker? What is a home wrecker anyway? All I know that every detail proves that I may become an official one; if I don’t paste the broken pieces back. Yes, that’s what I have and must do. I need to be the glue that holds him for his future life; and not the one pushing the fragile piece to break.
A double-knock on my door, snaps me out of my mind. I rush to open it, noticing his lifeless face staring on the ground. “(His tone is broken and unstable) You didn’t need to lie you know. Good thing I knew that my mum would contact me directly; she wouldn’t send in anyone.” I nod, as I move a little to the side, allowing him to enter. “(I whisper) Please sit.”
He gives me an unstable look, firing my guilt deep down instantly. He places his weight on the edge of the bed, as I stand in front of him. “Are you going to keep looking at the ground?” I ask him lightly, not wanting to make him lose the calmness he is maintaining right now. He lifts his head slowly, while I stare at his remarkable eyes.
“(He starts since I didn’t) Elle I… I don’t know how to tell you but, I want to call off the wedding. I can't be away from you, not anymore.” I surprise him by my slow nodding action, accompanied with my reply: “I know all about it. This is why I wanted to talk to you. (He crosses his arms, staring at me in frustration) Zayn, have you thought how you would be looked at, after running away with the sister’s bride, have you thought what people will say about us after that? No one will understand, just like you don’t right now. (He opens his mouth to argue, but I cut him off before beginning) Let me finish, please… (He joins his lips back together, and nods) I want you to be a good father, and at the same time I want to be a good aunt. I figured out the only way to solve this… so please promise me that you won’t fight with me on my choice.”
He breathes heavily out of his mouth, trying his best to maintain sanity. “I’ll try…” I nod in appreciation, as my heart starts changing from red to black. “I’m leaving.” He scrunches his eyebrows, asking me: “Leaving? Leaving where?” I rub my temple with my fingertips, preparing my words in a clear form.
“I’m leaving France… I’m going back to England, and then I’ll prepare my papers to resign, and search for a job out of the entire country. It’s the only way you would go back to where you were, before I came back to your life…”
He laughs, shaking his head in complete disbelief. “Nice one.” I reply with drained feelings:“You think I’m not being serious? Alright, believe what you want Zayn. I’ll let your wedding day prove it to you. (I sit beside him, since my knees can’t stand my up anymore) When you look around the church, and notice I am nowhere in sight; that’s when you will say ‘I Do’ to Perrie. You need to forget me, put me in your teenage diary and keep me as a memory; nothing more. Your kid deserves a family with full members, don’t do it for you and I; do it for the newborn soul that depends on you to raise him/her in a healthy and loving enviroment…”
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