Half an hour later, there we were. Zayn had gone to change while Boris stared at me in a ‘move-and-I-kill-you’ way. Then, Zayn made us both some tea and when he came back, he sat next to me and the story telling started. I let it all out. I was done covering up for Perrie and my chance to finally speak up for her and maybe get them a chance to talk was here.
“And then, I was in here and your dog, Boris, found me in fraganti. I tried to reason with him so that he did not jump on top of me, he jumped on top of me and was about to eat my face but you came right on time to stop him. If you weren’t here then, when you came in later from recording, you probably would have found a dead, faceless body.”
Zayn Malik was in front of me, staring at me deeply after the story I had just told him and I was sipping from my cup of tea as I waited for his reaction. He had not said anything in a while. Since I started speaking, actually. I took a deep breath. I could not help but fall in love with his stare. Darn he was sexy. I had only seen him in pictures. And who would have guessed he was even hotter in person?
“So Perrie did this?” He finally said, but it was more as if he was talking to himself. But it was enough to get me out of my directioner, stalker thoughts. I kind of felt bad for him though, for the way things had gone and ended between the two of them. But I had a feeling that he was not going to send me to jail, so I was determined on helping them get back together.
“Yup,” I answered anyway, getting back his attention. He bore his eyes into mine, making me gasp a little. But I masked it by taking another sip from the cup of tea. Real sweet, I know. I was getting so good at this! I should work for the CIA.
“Why?” He said, obviously still not understanding. Oh boys! Well, oh couples actually.
Why are they so complicated?
It is supposed to be an ‘I-like-you-you-like-me’ thing right?
Well, so one would assume. But oh well…
But it was really hard to believe the incredibly poor communication they had. It was so easy for me and Blaze to read how scared and hurt Perrie was by everything the media said, all the comparisons and rumors, etcetera. And for Leigh-Ann, Jade and Jesy as well. But apparently, we women can disguise our emotions pretty well from people when we don’t want them to know how we are feeling. And that was exactly what Perrie had done.
“Because she likes you and you like her but neither of you knows how to proceed or make it work because of all the pressure you lads are submitted to, you dumb heads.” I replied bluntly, rolling my eyes.
I could not understand how complicated relationships were, maybe that could explain why I had never been in a serious relationship before.
He remained silent for a while and then frowned. “Did you just call us dumb heads?” He asked kind of amused, kind of offended.
Well, what was he expecting?
How could two people that really like each other and break up anyway not both be dumb heads?
“Yes, and if you don’t do anything I will smack you with a butter sock,” I threatened.
How in earth did I get in the middle of this relationship?
I should get an award if they got back together! And I think I would become part time psychiatrist for couple. I would make so much money just for telling people what they already know!
“Like Sam in iCarly?” He mused, taken aback.
Wow, Zayn Malik understands my quotes?
Well, he did appear in the show, so he should know. But still…Amazing!
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Perrie Sent Me
FanficPerrie Edwards. Heard about her? She is from the British group Little Mix. She is dating Zayn Malik, our One Direction hottie. But they have apparently being breaking up and making up. Kelly is a fan of both bands and meets Little Mix in a photo...