What They Don't See - Zerrie

Meeting - Chapter 1

Perries POV:

Me and the girls were called for a meeting. They didn't happen very often, it was probably because management hated us. We all walked into the plain white room that had a window looking out over London. "Sit." Rodney told us. We each pulled out a chair and slowly sat down. Rodney is part of the modest team and runs our meetings when Simon can't come, which is most of the time. 

"So," He continued, "as we all know, you haven't been getting enough attention publishment so, we need to bring up your popularity." I rolled my eyes at this statement. Popularity really didn't matter yet as long as we're happy with what we're doing. "I know that you haven't realized your first album yet, but we need something that's going to make the press drool over you and want to know every single step you're taking." Me and the girls looked at each other confused on what he was going to say next. His eyes went straight to me.

"You're going to date Zayn Malik."

My jaw dropped and I felt like the world was spinning. I'm going to be put into a fake relationship? This is fucked up. "you can't do that." I murmured. But, it ended up being louder than i thought. "Oh really? Well, you did sign the contract when you first joined the band." 

I felt emotionless. i don't understand how it was hitting me so bad, it was just a fake relationship right? It won't be that bad, a few months and it will be over. Plus, Zayn isn't that bad.

I woke up in the morning to the sound of my phone ringing, i checked to see who it was. Modest. I groaned and lifted the phone to my ear. "What?" I snapped. This may be considered as rude but, it was 2 in the afternoon, what do they expect? "Sorry fr your awakening, you have a meeting at 4." The woman told me. I then hung up and threw my phone on the empty side of the bed next to me. I slowly got up and groggily stumbled into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror and my appearance looked a lot worse than i thought it would. My hair looked like a birds nest, and i'm not even exaggerating. I combed through it with my hands even though, I knew it would only make it look worse. I stripped off the oversized T that i was wearing and got into the shower. After around 10 minutes i got out and dried myself off. I put on a baggy jumper and some leggings. I then dried my hair and put make up on. My stomach grumbled and I didn't even notice how hungry I was until then. I rushed down the stair of my small apartment and quickly put myself together a breakfast. By the time i had finished getting completely ready, it was around 3:30 and my taxi would be coming soon. i lazed around in my living room until i got a call from my taxi driver. I quickly scrabbled all of my things together and before walking out of the door a sprayed on some perfume that people always tell me that I smell 'amazing' but, I wouldn't know.

After a short while, I arrived at the managements building. It was a tall building with large windows. It was a little bit out of central London so the traffic wouldn't be too bad for people to get to it. I was a little early though, I looked at my phone and shrugged to myself whilst slowly walking in. The receptionist saw me then nodded, a sign to show that i should sit down in the next room. I waited for around 10 minutes and was called up into the meeting room. Each meeting room was different in size of how big the meeting was or how many people were going. This room was small and looked like every over room in the building, white with a window. I sat down on one of the two chairs that were available, wondering who the other was for. The man sitting at the desk that i didn't recognize looked at his watched and mumbled "where is he." I raised my eyebrow thinking of all of the people it could be. As soon as it came to me, the door swung wide open. The tall boy with olive coloured skin walked in. He was wearing a flannel shirt with ripped jeans, not too bad. His hair was a mess but still looked hot, ugh how can someone look this good. Wait what?

"You're late." The man at the desk told him sternly. Zayn chuckled, looking from him to me. I smiled a little and felt a blush creep up onto my cheeks. "fashionable late" He then said whilst smirking. 

The man then rolled his eyes and started talking "So, you both know why you're here," We nodded and stayed silent. "You have to make it look real or else there will be consequences." I gulped and looked at Zayn. But, he didn't seem nervous or scared at all, he just seemed to laugh. The meeting soon finished and we were to go out in public together so then paparazzi could take pictures. 

Zayns POV:

We finished the meeting and I decided to go over to Nialls house. As soon as i arrived, he let me in. I pulled him into a 'man hug' and we then sat in his gaming room. "So the Perrie thing is actually going to happen then?" I sighed, of course he had to ask about it. "Yeah, i guess so." I may be acting all happy in front of Perrie but when management told me about it first I almost broke my hand punching a wall I was so angry. But, the boys talked some sense into me and told me that it would be a 'good' idea and it won't be as bad as Louis and Eleanor's fake relationship. 

Why me you ask? I did the stupid mistake of saying that I liked Perrie in a interview and that i would love to get to know her. But, it could be worse, I could be forced to be in a fake relationship with someone I don't like.