summary: in which you tease her about past pictures, the other girls can tell there's some sort of romance in the air.
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My stomach is like a volcano. With each touch from the blonde popstar next to me it erupted in me, distracting me, making me nervous it would go over the edge, out my mouth through sick, or even word vomit.
Her hand relaxed on my thigh. If anything I brought it upon myself, sitting with my legs to the side, my knees almost touching the side of her upper legs. I admire her pretty hands and freshly done manicure as she talks to me about something on her phone, she rambles on and it's hard to keep up, but I still listen to everything she says, I even pick up her little stutters, and (no surprise) I find it hella cute.
I turn to her, looking at her lips as she talks, trying to hide my giddy smile as never ending thoughts of them on mine took over my brain. I wanted it so bad, but there's never a time where the two of us have been alone together. Jade and Leigh sat on the couch across from us having there own conversation, but I can't hear what it's about, all ears are on Perrie's rambling.
She pauses. And fuck she's staring right at me as my eyes are on her lips.
"What?" she giggles, smiling with her perfect teeth.
"Uh- I like your hair today," I say, now noticing the shimmering sequins aligning the ponytail she wore.
She raises her eyebrows, and her cheeks go a faint pink, "You do? It was kind of rushed," she explains, "put these in to distract people from the mess," her pointing finger pointed to one of the gem stones on her head.
I nod, my lack of response creating a silence between us two. Jade was now fully turned to Leigh-Anne whispering something in her ear, they both giggled at each other and Leigh seemed to agree with what the geordie was talking about. I figured we weren't invited to the conversation.
"Wasn't there some kind scandal about your ponytail?" I ask, turning back to her, her eyes unexpectedly being on me.
"Yeah...kind of stopped me wearing ponytails outside," she says.
I nod, "was it that bad? I haven't seen it, have you got any pictures?"
"No!" the singer quickly says, "I mean there's a few, but yeah it's bad to look at now."
I take my phone out my jean pocket typing in my password - not too bothered if she saw it, "what do I search?" I ask, my curiosity ignoring her last response.
"No im not letting you see it," her hand reaches over to me, snatching my phone out of my own hands.
Instinctively, I reach over to grab it again, her hand quickly moving it again out of reach, making me lean over her to try and grab it again - another unsuccessful attempt. I quickly realise how much I grabbed onto her in my effort to get my phone and just like that I let go, as if she was some kind of button I wasn't supposed to press.
I sit back and watch her place my phone on the other side of the sofa. As she was distracted I took the opportunity to snatch her own phone from her lap, again trying to get on google, instead being hit with the 'use face ID to unlock' button.
"Heyy," she whines, pouting as she tries to steal it back.
"Let me look at the pictures," I say, holding her phone high, even though she was taller than me.
She reaches her hand out again, and swiftly I move it to behind my back "give me my phone back first!"
"Give me mine back," I protest.
"No because you'll search it up!"
She grabs onto one of my shoulders trying to retrieve her phone from behind my back once again. I go weak by her touch, but keep my guard up.
"No I won't," I say, letting out a chuckle.
Perrie turned completely towards me, but before she can put her weight on me I sit up, not letting her in reach of her phone until I had my own back. I notice the other girls heads turn to me, a confused look on Leigh, a smirk on Jade. One look back and it was enough for the blonde woman to sneak a hand behind my back, her hand grazed mine, but my quick reflexes swapped the hand of the phone.
If it wasn't for the height difference I would have stayed put, swapping the phone in each hand until she gave in, so I ran. I ran through the open doorway into the dining area until I was blocked by the island table and Perrie's hand stopping me from going any further through her house.
"Hey wasn't there also something about that 'touch' corset too, can I see that?" I say, before I was sandwiched between the counter and her warm body.
"You're a little bitch," she says, her breath fanning on my neck as she successfully reaches the phone from behind my back, "maybe you don't deserve your phone back."
My thighs squeeze together as my body savours each touch of the women's body I felt, including the knee that was now between my legs.
"No I- I do."
She bites her lip as she looks down as me, sending shivers down my spine. Her lips were perfectly shaped under her teeth, I couldn't take my eyes off them once again. Fuck all I wanted to do was kiss her. My lips parted letting out a hitched breath as Perrie's face came closer to mine...until my trace was interrupted with Perrie holding up my phone in front of our faces, blocking my view.
I grab it quickly with a harsh grip, having a view of the smug look on Perrie's face as she walks away.
"What's stopping me from searching it up at my house?" I ask, following her back into the living room.
"There's not, I just don't want to see your reaction that's all," she looks at me once again, "you might not want to kiss me after that." was her final words before disappearing round the corner.
