Locked With Him

Day Seventeen

Seventeen days.

It took her seventeen days to fall in love with me. Just as it took me seventeen days to fall in love with her. I think we're both going crazy.

But I love her. I can't help it. I don't know if it were her lips, curling up into that beautiful smile. Maybe it were her eyes, or her hair. It could've been her soft voice, or her bubbly, sometimes extremely feisty personality, I don't know. But it made me fall in love with her. Pretty damn hard.

And now I just look at her, her blonde locks hiding her face, her head nuzzled into my neck. Her tiny hands on my chest, her legs intertwined with mine. My arm around her waist. And this had to be the moment to wake her up for school.

'Perrie.' I shake her shoulders softly. She doesn't respond.

'Perrie.' I say again, a bit louder this time.

'Mmmhm.' She groans, her eyes still closed.

'Remember, it's Tuesday.' I say, stroking a piece of hair out of her face

'Shut up.' She says, putting her arms around my shoulders, pulling me close to her, but also keeping me I my place. I chuckle.

'Perrie, although I love your arms around me, we really should get out now.' I say, untangling my legs and pulling my arm off her waist. I slowly get out. Leaving the warmth of the bed is terrible, but I have to get out on time, because I have to pick up Lou.  

'I was just dreaming an amazing dream.' Perrie whines and rolls over to my side.

'Well, I'm sorry I disturbed you.' I say. She smiles.

'You're forgiven.' She says, 'I hate mornings.'

I nod and feel like I have to help her a little, so I pull the sheet off of her body. She shrieks and tries to pull them over again, but it doesn't work.

'Oh my god, why did you do that?!' She wants to know.

'Someone had to pull the trigger.' I smirk, looking at the perfect shape of her butt.

'Okay fine.' She groans and sits straight up. Then she gets out of the bed. She grabs her clothes and stuff from her bag.

'But I'm going to use the bathroom first.' She insists. I step closer.

'Why do you think you have the right to use my bathroom first?' I ask, raising my eyebrow.

'Well... Because you woke me up.' She tries.

'Good enough, but..' I smirk.

'But what?' She asks.

'Only if I get a kiss after.' I say. She laughs.

'Of course.' She says and walks inside the bathroom.

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Perrie wasn't lying yesterday when she said she takes very long to get ready. I decide I should knock on the door, seeing if she's finally ready. But just when I'm about to knock, I can hear her sing softly. I'm not sure what song it is, but I know one thing for sure. It sounds beautiful. So I walk downstairs for breakfast, leaving her alone.

When I arrive downstairs, I hear Safaa squeal my name.

'Zayn Zayn Zaaayn!!' She squeals, leaving the table, running towards me, expecting me to pick her up. I pick her small body from the floor, and she laughs.

'What is the reason for you to shout me name like that, darling?' I ask in a typical British accent. She giggles.

'Well, I slept in my own bed this night!' She explains. Oh right.