Chapter One

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Saturday Nights

"Zayn Malik and Perrie Edwards were seen at the park late last night on what we suppose was a date," The news reporter yaps but I tune her out because who gives a fuck about Zerrie?

I got out some bread to make a sandwich as it is two o'clock and a Saturday when my phone rang. I turned my head towards the counter where my phone lied and rolled my eyes when I saw my twat of a friend Carson calling. "Hey girl!" I tried to say enthusiastically.

"Laura Grace Hessling, I know you're being a sarcastic bitch." She replied after noticing my fake enthusiasm.

"Well duh! Anyway, why did you call me?" I asked setting the mayonnaise covered knife in the sink and picking up my sandwich to take a bite.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the club tonight with the gang and I. Will you come?" She pleaded. I already knew I was gonna say no-reasons other than her annoyingness- I had other plans.

"Sorry Car but I can't. You know I spend my Saturday nights by myself. It's my only alone time." I tried to sound sincere and I think I succeeded. She seemed to understand so we exchanged goodbyes and hung up.

Yes, I do spend my Saturday nights by myself but not for girly alone time where you watch chic flicks and eat chocolate, that would be pathetic. No, this is the time where I work out my plan. My plan to ruin Perries' life.

I finish up the last of my sandwich and turn back to the tv to see that the girl who was gossiping about Zayn and Perrie had moved on to some story about a plane crash.

I make my way into my room to take a shower and change before going into town. I'm sure Debbie would love to know I was going to get back into touch with her favorite daughter.

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