One.

Chapter Seventeen...

If you're pretending from the start, like this, with a tight grip, then my kiss can mend your broken heart, I might miss, everything you said to me. And I can lend your broken parts, that might fit, like this. And I will give you all my heart, so we can start it all over again...

Over Again; One Direction.

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{Zayn's POV}

It's now the twenty- fifth of October and Perrie and I have been back together for about six weeks maybe... I thought we were in love before our inital break up, but seriously, that was nothing compared to this. She's still the one. No matter what the fans think or anybody for that matter, we love each other and I intend to never loose her again.

We announced our relationsip again and I think sixty percent of the messages and responses we got were happy and nice ones. The tabliods went mental and fans actually posted videos of their best friends happy reactions over our get back together.

I search through one of my unpacked boxes in Perrie's study. I moved into her wicked home about a week ago and haven't unpacked everything yet, but there's one thing that I'm really looking for at the moment. I'm going to need it before tonight, otherwise my plan will fail, or suck.

I find what I'm looking for and smile once I retrieve it from the box. Cool! This part is ready to go, now I just have to ask Perrie to come out with me tonight.

To Perrie :P : Hey Boo! We're going to head out tonight so when you get home from the studio, warm and casual clothing! xxx see you soon! xxx

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{Perrie's POV}

I zip up my North Face jacket and then pull my beanie onto my head over the top of my hair before heading out the front door and into the crisp London air. Zayn follows out behind me, also rugged up and carrying a backpack.

We head to the car and get inside, Zayn starting to drive us wherever we're going. Although it is cool tonight, it's really a lovely evening. The sun is starting to set and the sky is a beautiful orange and pinky colour. There isn't a spot of wind or rain in sight and wherever we're going, I'm sure it's going to be loads of fun!

We soon arrive at a familiar place and I let out a laugh. Zayn chuckles and we both get out of the car, heading towards the entrance of the park. The park where we kissed and where we did roly poly's down the hill- and we head straight back to the top of that hill.

Once again, only a few old couples enjoying their time with one another and us. They've strung fairylights in the trees above us now so that will be nice when it get's dark and there's a few ducks down by the pond, setting the parky feel.

Zayn pulls a tartan picnic rug out of his bag and spreads it out for us to sit on. I plonk myself down as Zayn sits down next to me, pulling out a container with sandwiches, a container with chocolate and a container with grapes. I smile and thank him before we start to eat and enjoy one another's company. I love just going out on dates, they're always tons of fun!

After a while we've finished all the food apart from the grapes so I throw a grape at Zayn and it hits him right in the eye socket. I crack up as Zayn pulls a fake sad face and then throws the grape back at me, tossing it right down into my bra. I squeal and shove my hand down there, quickly grabbing out the grape.

"Wanna roll down the hill again?" Zayn asks, nodding at the very tempting hill that leads down to flat grass and then after about ten metres, the duck pond. I nod my head and we shove everything back into the backpack and Zayn throws it back down to the bottom. Nothing broke last time so hopefully it's the same this time...