Perrie POV
“Perrie?” Zayn calls as he walks into the lounge. He sees me sitting on the sofa with my head in my hands and runs and crouches in front of me. “No no no no no,” he says, lifting my head up and wiping my tears. “Please don’t cry. She’s a lying idiot. You don’t think I did text Rebecca do you?” He asks.
“No. I believe you,” I say but tears were still falling down my face.
“Then what is wrong baby?”
“It’s just. I’m not even your girlfriend yet and there has already been two times where someone has come and told me about you and another girl”
“Perrie it is just Katy. She’s psychotic. You’ve got to believe me, please trust me.”
“I know it is and I do believe you and trust you. I just don’t know if I’ll be able to cope with you being in America and random girls coming up to me and saying stuff about you. Because you won’t be there to wipe my tears and tell me its all lies,” I say, crying more now.
“Wait there,” he says and he runs outside. I follow him and stand in the door way as I see him running over to Katy’s car.
“Oi Katy,” he says. “Now listen to me. If you ever talk to me or Perrie again it will be the biggest mistake your life. You know that you’re talking bullshit so stop trying to get your lies into her head.”
“Why do you care anyway? She’s just one of your cheap shags,” Katy says and with that comment I storm over to her car and slap her face.
“Just stay away from me and him,” I say, getting angrier and angrier and I turn away and say, “Come on Zayn.”
Before he leaves he says, “And by the way. I care because I love her.” And he walks away, putting his arm around me as he catches up with me.
“I can’t believed I just slapped her,” I say, laughing as we get back into the house.
“You were awesome,” Zayn says.
“I know.”
“And Perrie, just know that I’m never gonna hurt you and I’m never gonna let anyone ever hurt you. I really don’t want you to worry about being apart. I just want you to trust me,” he says.
“I do trust you. And I love you and I know that however far apart we are I will still love you even if you never ask me to be your girlfriend,” I say, joking at the end.
“Give me time,” he says and he brings me in for a hug. “Now I’m gonna get the table ready for Nandos,” he says and he walks off into the kitchen to lay the table. When he is finished, the door bell rings. “I’ll get it Perrie, you sit down,” he says as he grabs his wallet and runs to the door. A couple of minutes later Zayn came in with our food.
“What took you so long?” I ask.
“The delivery guy wanted a photo,” he says. When I’m alone with him I always forget that he is famous, he just seems so normal.
We finish our meal and Zayn asks, “Do you want to watch a movie?”
“Yeah,” I say, “What movies do you have?”
“Come and see,” he says as he picks up our drinks and walks into the lounge. There was a giant bookshelf filled with DVDs, mostly action films.
“Oooo what’s this,” I say, stretching up to reach the DVD of ‘The Notebook’.
“Um that’s my sisters,” Zayn says.
“Liar. You love a bit of Ryan Gosling,” I say. He laughs and takes the DVD off me.
“You wanna watch this?” he asks.
“Yes please.”
He walks over to the TV and puts the DVD in. I sit on the sofa and he comes and sits next to me. “Come here babe,” he says and we rearrange ourselves so we are lying down, with my head resting on his chest. The movie starts and he looks down at my face and tucks my hair behind my ear and kisses my cheek. We watch the film intently and when it gets to a quiet point in the film Zayn says, “Perrie?”
“Yes,” I reply.
“Um nothing.”
“What is it?” I ask.
“Um well… I was… um… wondering if… um… you would maybe want to be my girlfriend?”
“Is that you asking me?” I ask, chuckling at how nervous he is.
“Yeah,” he says.
“Well then yes. I would love to be your girlfriend,” I say with the biggest smile on my face.
“Cool,” he says.
“And Zayn?” I ask.
“Yes Perrie?”
“I’m bored of this film.”
“Ok babe,” he says and turns the TV off.
I look up at the clock on the wall and see loads of birthday cards around it. "Oh when was your birthday?" I ask.
"Today," he says.
"Today? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Um I don't know. I've had a good one anyway," he says and he kisses the top of my head.
"But I didn't get you a present," I say, feeling guilty.
"You don't need too its fine," he says, stroking my hair. "It's getting late. You want me to drive you home?"
I turn and look at him and say, "Can I stay?"
"Of course," he says and he starts to kiss me passionately and taking off my blouse.
13th January 2012
I wake up and I am in Zayn's bed, his naked body is pushed up against mine as he snores lightly. I look up at his face, my boyfriend's face. I can't believe I get to say that now.
"You're staring again Perrie," he says, slowly waking up.
"I know."
"Thank you for last night," he says and he kisses me.
"Did you have a good birthday?" I ask.
"The best ever. I love you," he says.
Then the doorbell rings. "I'll get it," he says and rolls out of bed. I stare at him as he gets out of bed and puts on just a pair of tracksuit bottoms.
Once he has left the room I put on my pants and grab one of his shirts. I am doing up the buttons as I walk into the kitchen.
"Hi Perrie," Niall says, making me jump.
"Oh my god," I say. Zayn chuckles at me in just his shirt in front of Niall.
"Oi Niall, eyes off my girlfriend," Zayn says jokingly.
"Ooo your girlfriend eh?" Niall asks.
"Yeah, I asked her," Zayn says as he walks over to me and kisses me.
"So you had a good birthday?" Niall asks.
"Um yeah," Zayn says, getting a bit embarassed.
"Oh my god. Why do you look guilty?," Niall asks.
"I dont," Zayn says as he wraps his arm around my waist.
"You totally had sex."
"Shut up Niall."
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