Lovesick | JERRIE

44.

Jade was late again. For the past couple of days she was getting too late at home. Which not only bothered Perrie for Jade's safety at this hour but also, the fact they hadn't spent time together as girlfriends since what? Forever?

Jade was too tired to cook, to fuck, or to even have a short conversation with Perrie. All her energy was "hey, Perrie" and "good night, Perrie". Ridiculous. With a girlfriend billionaire Jade worked as if they were on the edge of bankrupting.

Even Perrie was getting suspicious. She checked the fucking account but an unrealistic amount of money were there. So, why the hell Jade insisted to work this much?!

Okay, what if she was cheating on Perrie? Was this actually an option? Jade was not that type. Yes, she might kept things for herself sometimes but sooner or later she discussed them with Perrie.

Her restlessness was increasing with every minute passing. Perrie wanted her fucking girlfriend. Now and here. Simple things - cuddling, sex, go for a walk, have a dinner, kisses. Not staying alone at home as some house wife and waiting for hours to hear "I'm sweaty, I'm going to take a shower". The fuck, Perrie didn't care Jade was sweaty. First of all, the non existent sense of smell was such an advantage in this case. Jade could be sweaty and to be fucked. She would get sweaty again anyways.

Perrie was impatiently pacing around. She didn't give a fuck for whose music video Jade was rehearsing but having no time for her own girlfriend was beyond acceptable.

Keys clanged outside. The door clicked opened.

"Jade?"

"I'm coming." Jade's voice outed how tired she was.

"Do you want to go somewhere for dinner? I'm starving." Perrie appeared in her vision.

Even tho Pez wasn't in a great mood, she tried to sound calm and collected.

"Sorry, princess. I'm really exhausted. Order a take out."

"You say this every time for the past week." the blonde started with no such a nice tone.

"Yes, because five days a week I go to work and rehearse new choreographies all day." Jade got suddenly annoyed too.

She hoped after the hard week she would be welcomed by a dinner and a lovely girlfriend, not another scandal.

"Quit the job, darling, it's not like we don't have money." Perrie gritted teeth.

"It's not like you don't have money but most likely I don't have any." Jade scoffed.

"You are my girlfriend. You have the damn credit card. Take as much as you want. What's wrong with you?"

"No, actually what is wrong with you? You were head over heels when Jed fired me. What else the fuck you want?"

The argument escalated quickly... but it all became deeper exactly when Perrie went completely nuts.

"Just stop working, I want your presence at home. I will do everything in my power to get you fired one more time." she yelled.

Jade's furrowed expression talked to her... fuck, she just...

"Say it again."

Perrie averted her eyes.