Camila ma love x Btw this has things about being a switch sooo if u dont agree with it then dont read it.
Jade sits on the edge of her bed, minutes after another one of her many panic attacks. Her head in her hands, her leg restlessly shaking. Her tears are gone but the remnants of her ruined eyeliner are visible under her eyes. Her bottom lip being chewed and her head aching. Hey eyes were red and puffy but it wasn't like anyone ever saw her. She was a switch (someone who can be a little and a caregiver and switches between both) and for this one time in her whole life, she was truly alone.
Her mum, her brother, her dad, her boyfriend. Gone. Just like that. In seconds. All because they went on that stupid plane.
Well... she wasn't exactly Alone.
There was this girl, a pretty one. Blueberry eyes, cherry lips, sandy hair. They made eye contact at the café near the beach (Jade just happened to be living by the beach) and Jade couldn't stop thinking about her. She was beautiful and she could never deny if someone said she was staring. Because she was. Every thought after seeing her was all about the blonde.
But she never saw her again.
But that doesn't mean the girl didn't see her again.
You see, the girl was affected the other way. Perrie also sat on the edge of her bed, but she wasn't recovering from a panic attack, she was reading. There was this one book that caught her eye on Wattpad. It was called 'my little brownie' and it was all about this brunette who was out there being a little but had no one to take care of her. The writer said it was from experience and Perrie felt so sorry for her. They had got in touch but they hadn't really gone further than their surnames.
Perrie longed to be that girl at the end of the book, who says one line but means so much. 'I can take care of her' . Perrie wished she could say that sentence but she knew there was no blondie out there who needed her. So, she kept it to herself, begging the writer to update so she knew more.
After reloading the page 100 times, she finally gave up on believing she would post. She got up and decided she wanted an evening stroll on the beach. She found it so calming, so relieving. Feeling the moist but soft sand between her toes, healing the aches of standing on concrete for hours. She locked the front door, making the short walk to the bay.
Her hair swayed in the light evening breeze. She could smell the salty air, refreshing her with every breath. She loved the beach. After all, it is where she saw the girl of her dreams. And in this case, in her dreams. The brunette just had something about her. Maybe it was the brown curls or the perfect lips.
Perrie looked up from the sea, almost choking on her breath when she sees the exact same girl. Her jaw dropped and she thought, "Am I really that obsessed with her that I see her through hallucinations?" . She blinked a couple times before walking up to the figure, who was doing the same thing.
"Is it just me or have I been thinking about you way too much." Perrie says, still thinking Jade is a hallucination.
"No. I have had you on my mind for too long now." Jade shakes her head, physically frozen, foot deep in the sand.
"Want to catch up?" Perrie asks, starting to believe this girl is reality.
"Definitely." the brunette says quietly, her shyness still showing.
"So what's your name?" Perrie says, making sure the girl is following her.
"Jade Thirlwall." Perrie blinks twice at the name. I'm sure I've heard that somewhere.
"Mine's Perrie Edwards." Perrie says hesitantly, still thinking. Jade frowns.
"Are you that girl on Wattpad?" Jade stutters out. Perrie's eyes widen.
"No way! You're the Jade Thirlwall!"
"Oh so you're the one that has been stalking my posts." Jade laughs remembering everything.
"Sorry. I just wanted to know what happened to my baby- I mean, the girl." Perrie says awkwardly. "I really did feel close to that story. I just wanted to take care of the poor-"
"It was based on me you know." Perrie gasps.
"So you're a switch?" Jade nods, hoping Perrie won't hate on her.
"Are you lonely? Like in the story. Her mum, her dad-"
"I told you. It is based on me. It basically is me. Every scene happened."
"Who is the person at the end?" Perrie says, the cliff-hanger taking her over the edge.
"Well... it hasn't actually happened." Jade says disappointed "It was the only part I had no answer for. If I hadn't added it, the story would continue to be boring old me being lonely, sad and depressed. "
"Why didn't you describe where or who they were?"
"Well at that point I hadn't had a conversation with them yet so I knew nothing."
"So you know them now?" Perrie asks hearing the emphasis in 'at that point'.
"Well... yea."
"WHOOOOO AREEE THEYYYY??!!!" Perrie asks, really wanting to know. The cliff-hanger kept her up all night, wondering if it was someone already mentioned in the story.
"You." Jade looks down, embarrassed.
Perrie put her finger under Jade's chin, lifting her head up to look into her ocean eyes. Jade melted, the warmth in her eyes overwhelming her heart.
"You are too cute." Perrie obsesses.
"I'm sorry. It's weird. I'll take it off." Jade rushes out.
"No. Don't. That story gave me hope that there was a little brownie out there that needed me. It kept me from wasting away in my room, having no one to- " she pauses " to care for."
"Sooo what are you trying to say. You don't want me to take it off because you think there is someone who needs you're help? Are you batman or what." Jade laughs.
"No. I wanted to find this brownie who claimed the story was based on her. I would stay up all night, thinking that there was one poor little who had no one. Crying in her bed. All alone. And I longed to have them in my touch." Perrie let Jade's head stay up on it's own.
"That's cute but you know I wrote it."
"You are a switch right? And you are a brunette." Perrie tucks a strand of hair behind Jade's ear.
"I guess."
"Are you lonely?"
"I guess."
"Do you want me to be you're caregiver?"
"Are you a switch?" Perrie nods. "How could I possibly say no then?"
"As long as you write a sequel."
"Haha ok then." Jade laughs at the eagerness coming from the blonde.
"And now I have living proof that the little brownie in my dreams does exist." Perrie smiles, locking her hand with Jade's and continuing their walk along the beach.
