Finding Zayn >> p.e/z.m (EDITING)

5 || Keywords & Compliments

Chapter Five || Keywords & Photos

A/N: In this chapter, Perrie will be wearing the clothes/makeup above in her dream! x

P E R R I E

"Tell me, Perrie. Is this fake?" He said before catching me off guard and roughly pressing his soft lips to mine.

Zayn's lips felt soft and I cherished the sweet taste. Every cell in my body was telling me to keep kissing him, but my mind begged differ

I finally felt the urge to detach my lips from his.

I can't do this.

"No, stop it" I said firmly, giving him a light push on the chest. "This is not right, Zayn. None of it is. It doesn't matter if your real or not, what matters is that I have a boyfriend. He who actually exist and loves me, Zayn"

He stared at me, looking defeated. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Yes I do"

Zayn's eyebrows furrowed with confusion. "Then why the hell did you not tell me earlier?!"

"How did I know you were going to kiss me?!" I replied, nearly shrieking. "I mean, first of all, I don't even know you!"

"Well at least admit that you felt a spark being with me yesterday" Zayn said, placing his hands on his waist. "I know you did"

I shook my head slowly. "I don't even know you"

"Then get to know me, godammit!"

I rubbed my temple, trying to calm myself down. "How can I? Your not even real"

Zayn rolled his eyes and threw his hands up with frustration. "Right, there we go again. What else are you going to tell me? That I'm a figment of your imagination? That I'm fake?"

Why was I even engaging in an argument with him? I was right overall. He was just a figment of my imagination. I could feel sparks with Harry anytime. I mean, he's the man I love!

"You know what?" I said, forcing myself to laugh. "I'm going to close my eyes and wake up from this dream right now. And then I'm going to try and forget you"

Zayn smirked. "Keyword try. If your going to try and forget about me, then your just going to think about me more through the process of trying to forget about me. So what I'm trying to say is, that's pretty much impossible baby"

"Don't call me that" I snapped, watching his teasing smirk widen. I quickly shut my eyes tight, knowing that I once read that when you want to return back to reality you just have to keep your eyes closed until you finally awaken.

I began noticing that my concentration levels were really low, all probably because of Zayn. I mean, damn, why did he have to be so captivating?

He was almost like a drug, a drug I was too addicted to.

"Seriously Perrie. You look so stupid" I heard Zayn mutter.

"I'm trying to get out of Dreamland" I explained.

"This is not Dreamland. As ironic as it sounds, this is all real" He huffed.

"No, it's not" I shot back, hoping this process would hurry up a bit. The more tighter I closed my eyes, the more softer his voice became.

It was working! My mind had finally decided to co-operate. I could smell the vanilla scent of our bedroom, I was finally coming back to reality!

When I woke up, I noticed the space beside me on the bed was empty.