Jerrie Oneshot Book

Kiss Me Under the Moonlight

Summary: Perrie needs a last minute date to her best friend's wedding. Luckily, Thirlwall's Escort Services is there to help.

Perrie is panicking a little.

Okay, she's panicking a lot.

It's just that it's only two weeks until Leigh-Anne's wedding and suddenly she's dateless and she can't stand the idea of seeing her best friend's 'I told you so' expression when she shows up alone. Because of course Leigh-Anne was right about her now ex-boyfriend. She was right about him being a selfish jerk, she was right about him being unreliable, she was right about him being completely not right for Perrie at all. But Perrie, being stubborn, had told Leigh-Anne that she was wrong and of course Alex would be her date.

But she'd said all of that before walking into the supply closet at work to find him with his pants around his ankles and her boss' new secretary with her skirt hiked up over her thighs as they went at it against a filing cabinet. Not the best way to find out your boyfriend is sleeping around behind your back.

Not to mention it was completely unsanitary.

So now it's two weeks before the wedding and Perrie is dateless and oh god, Leigh-Anne is going to be so smug. Like, she'll be outraged and she'll be sympathetic, of course, but she'll be smug too. She'll give Perrie that look, and Perrie will want to die on the spot.

And that's the other thing. Bemoaning the wreckage of her relationship at her best friend's wedding seems so... so tacky, especially when she's the maid of honor and she'd worked so hard to make this day good for Leigh-Anne and Andre. Leigh-Anne should be focused on her husband, not on her best friend's scumbag ex-boyfriend. She can't ruin it by being dramatic and useless and...

And having just... the worst taste in people she dates.

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"I don't want to lie to Leigh," Perrie says to her cousin, Ellie, dropping her head on her desk. She groans and tosses her arms across the back of her head. "She's gonna be so unbearable."

"You could tell her now and get it out of the way? That way she knows before the wedding at least. The novelty of being right will have worn off by then," Ellie suggests gently.

There's a long silence before Perrie looks up and gives her a rather terrified stare. "I already told her I'm taking someone else," she whispers.

"Wh- Perrie, why would you do that?"

"I don't know, I panicked!" She tosses her hands in the air and pushes back from the desk, pacing around it as she struggles to make sense of her own actions. "I told her I wasn't seeing Alex anymore and then I just got this... this flash of her face doing that look and I was like, oh it's because I fell for someone else!"

"That... was pretty stupid."

"I know." Perrie presses her hands to her cheeks and stares blankly at the opposite wall. She isn't seeing it, not really. No, instead she's seeing flashes of that fateful conversation and all the regrets she now has. "What am I going to do?"

"Pray?"

"Not helpful."

"Sorry, Pez." Ellie lifts her shoulders in a half-shrug, grimacing sympathetically. "Tell you what. I'll do some digging, see if I can figure something out. But no promises."

Perrie sighs. It's not quite a sound of relief because she doesn't have a solution yet, but the burden of her stupid lie feels a little lighter with someone else to help carry it. "Okay, awesome. Thanks, Ellie."