I woke up having in mind that today is Zayn's birthday. I looked at the alarm clock to see what time it was.
10:48.
I rolled to the other side to wake up Zayn with a kiss and a 'Happy Birthday,' but he wasn't there.
Where could he be? I thought.
I stood up covering my body with the duvet wanting to walk to the living room, but as soon as I took a step I fell back in bed.
Zayn was right.
I couldn't walk. I felt this pain that's somewhat impossible to describe.
I laid in bed trying to forget about the pain I was feeling, yet the more I was trying to avoid it, the more I felt it.
My phone started to ring, so I reached for it. As I tried moving closer to the drawer to get my phone the pain hit me again. I don't know how I managed to get my phone, but I grabbed it and answered it.
"Hi, Scarlet." Mrs. Malik greeted me.
"Good morning, Mrs. Malik."
"Morning. Is Zayn with you? I tried calling him, but it seems his phone is turned off."
"He was, but when I woke up he wasn't here."
"Well, hopefully he calls back at least. Do you mind coming over to help me cook?"
I can't. I'm in such pain. I'm sorry, Mrs. Malik. I wish I could, but it hurts. I thought.
"Uhh, yeah, yeah. What time would you like me to go over?"
"Whenever you can. I would appreciate it if you could come before 2."
"Ok, I'll be there around one or one-thirty."
"Thank you, Scarlet. I'll see you at one then. Bye." I hanged up thinking how am I going to make it to the shower and to the Malik's house.
I managed to get up and slowly walked to the shower. Everything was okay, till it came to washing my body. That was just bad.
I came out and picked something comfortable. I wore some blue tights with a black tank top that had a white peace sign on it.
Walking.
Great...
I decided to call Zayn to see where he was and if he was going to get back anytime soon.
"Morning, baby," he said.
"Good morning! Happy Birthday, love."
"Thanks, honey. I love you."
"I love you too."
"So?"
"What?"
"Are you ok? Are you in pain? Can you walk?" he chuckled.
"No. It hurts. I barely made it to the shower. Are you coming anytime soon?"
"I'm sorry, Scarlet. I'll be gentle next time," he cooed, "I promise. In a few. Why, you want something?"
"It doesn't matter. At least we enjoyed it," he laughed. "Yeah, I need you to give me a ride to your parents' house."
"Oh, I might take a while, Scarlet. Erm, what time do you have to be there?"
"The time doesn't matter, but she wants me to be there before 2 if anything."
"I'll see what I can do to take you."
"Oh and your mum called you, but your phone was off. That's what she told me, so call her back."
"I will. Anything else I should be aware of?"
"Uhh, yeah."
"What is it?"
"We better go to your birthday dinner early! So come back as soon as you can, Zayn."
"Okay? Why early, Scarlet?"
"You want me to give you your birthday present?"
He chuckled, "yeah, but what does that have to do with the dinner my mum's making?"
"If we come back home early..." I trailed off, "we can do, well you know," I laughed.
"I see, then in that case you're right. Babe, I have to leave. I'll call you when I'm on my way. Love you, bye."
I sat there in bed for another while. As the time passed I was getting more and more irritated, because I couldn't do much. I stood, and as gentle as I could be, I started walking slowly towards the living room.
When I got there, I sat down turning the tv on. I breathed in deeply after my trip here. I started watching random shows, yet none of them got my attention.
After what seemed like hours, Zayn called me saying he was already outside ready to take me to his parents's house.
"Can't you like come inside and take me to your car?" I asked.
"Alright, hold on," he chuckled and hanged up.
He opened the door to our house and walked over to me. He carried me bridal style and took me over to the car.
"You'll have to walk like if you're in no pain, hun," Zayn said.
I sighed, "yeah, I know. Oh well."
We got off the car and walked inside the house. When we were inside his parents hugged him and kissed him followed by some touching words.
Mr. and Mrs. Malik told him how proud they were of him. How they never thought he was going to make it so big in such a short time.
"Never forget where you came from, or from where you started, Zayn," Mr. Malik told him.
"I won't, dad," he said.
*Author's Note*
I know short, crappy, chapter. I'm sorry guys. I just had this in mind and I thought I should write it. Sorry.
On the other hand thanks for the 767 reads and for the 19 votes :) I really appreciate it guys. Thank you so much! Love you guys! <3 xx
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