Alerrie One Shots

You Are My Drug (Requested)

Summary: Perrie is strugging mentally and has turned to drugs as a coping method confidentially until Alex discovers her stash and confronts her about it.
(Contains drug usage, I completely am against all drug use for a coping method or in any way, I beg of you if you are not alright in any way, stay away from drugs because it can bring bigger issues your way! I seriously reccomend talking to somebody instead of using drugs to conseal your pain)

Perrie's POV: I will use whatever I can get my hands on; weed, methamphetamine, heroin etc. It's not good for me at all but I've stopped giving a shit, they are the only thing that keep me from going insane. I've been doing it behind Alex's back because if he found out about it, he'd get pissed off with me and probably dump me before kicking me to the curb.
"Gotta do this, he'll be home in a hour." I tell myself, rolling up a cigarette and grabbing my lighter as the cold breeze hits my skin.

I take a few puffs, the relaxing sensation going through my body as I'm able to destress for a few minutes before my boyfriend comes back from training. Nobody close to me knows about this drug addiction, I've kept it off the record for a year so far and nobody has suspected a thing. Alex has nearly found out about it a couple times but I got his attention away from it.

A hour later, Alex's POV: I have returned home and is just sitting outside, enjoying this beautiful night when Hatchi catches my attention sniffing something in the corner of the garden.
"What is it, buddy? What have you found?" I inquire, getting up and looking where he was looking where I discover a pack of cigarettes. I get a little suspicious of whos they are, they can't be mine or Perrie's because neither of us smoke, could it be one of Perrie's friends? I've seen them smoke once or twice but at the back of my mind, the idea is still there.

I have seen Perrie opening a box from time to time before immediately putting it away as I entered the room but it's locked away at all times. I need to find out what is in that box because who knows? My girlfriend could be doing something terrible to herself behind my back. I put the pack in my pockets and head into the living room and decide to confront her about it.
"Perrie, what is this that I've just found in the garden?" I interrogate her, pulling the cigarette box out of my pocket and showing it to her. Her eyes go wide and she looks at me with guilt in her eyes but still chooses to lie.
"They are my friends, she was over and she smokes a lot." She lies to my face but I look at her wanting the truth to spill out of her mouth.
"Perrie, tell me the truth..." I coax her, crossing my arms. She goes completely silent and straight-up refuses to look at me.
"It's nothing, babe." She continues lying to my face so I decide to ask her about the box. "So what's in that box next to the bed? In the cabinet? It looks really questionable when I step into the room, you immediately put the box back in the cabinet and lock it."

"That's full of important things that..." She finally tells me, going quiet when I finally understand what's going on with her.
"You are gonna bring that box downstairs and show me what is in there." I tell her, quite authoritative towards her. She hesitantly nods before heading upstairs and returning with the box. I sit down on the couch and she hands me the key, sitting as far away as possible.

I unlock the box and open the lid to find a stash of recreational drugs, pills and notes. Heroin, meth, PCP, xanax, you name it it's here. I look at my girlfriend and she's just staring at the floor, tears in her eyes. I shut the lid and my mouth just hangs open with shock, my head goes into my hands.

"Why, Perrie?" I question her, blankly. "Why are you doing this to yourself?" She just completely ignores me, like she's in her own little world but I need her attention to explain why I'm finding drugs. I take the box to the bin and dump every single object inside, I'm not having my girlfriend doing rhis to herself.
"Perrie Louise Edwards, you listen to me right now." I sigh, sitting back onto the sofa. "Do you understand what you're doing to yourself? This isn't good at all, are you gonna tell me what is going on?"

She finally cracks and admits "Alex, I'm not well mentally. I turned to drugs because everything else wasn't working... I needed some type of coping method and yeah, I started it a couple months ago and I've never really been able to stop." I see the tears finally spill from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Alex. I tried to talk to you about it but couldn't bring myself to it." My eyes fill with empathy and I feel horrible for her.

"Baby, you can talk to me about anything. I will listen no matter the subject, it hurts to know that you had to use this method to cope. I'm always gonna be here for you and that isn't ever going to change. I know it sounds basically impossible but you need to get sober from these because if you continue, it can result in some seriously bad consequences and I don't wanna lose you to them." I tell her, feeling like my heart has just been ripped from my chest. "I will help you get sober no matter what, I will do anything to help you. I'm here for you, baby. You just need to cooperate and get sober."

"I'll do it for you, Alex. Thank you for helping." She replies, smiling at me.

Over the next year, Perrie eventually got sober and I'm so bloody proud of her, I supported her throughout the journey and I'm happy that she's happy now.