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

7 || Sarcasm & More Sarcasm

Chapter Seven || Sarcasm & More Sarcasm

P E R R I E

I blinked twice, trying to process what this really wierd but beautiful man infront of me was saying.

"Disneyland Paris?" I repeated, "Why the hell are we going to Paris?"

Zayn raised his hands up sarcastically, "Gee, Perrie, I have no idea. Oh wait, maybe because it's one of the most prettiest places in the world?"

"I'd take the offer if I were you" Niall spoke up in his soft irish accent, "I mean, how did you get tickets to Paris anyway Zayn?"

"Hold on" I said, lifting a finger, "Zayn why did you buy a ticket without asking me first?"

"I wanted to surprise you" He shrugged "And I wanted someone to go with and I figured you would be the perfect person since you rarely even do anything in your life"

He looked at Niall quickly, "Back me up, man"

"Why would you not want to go to paris with your boyfriend?" Niall asked.

"He is not my boyfriend" I defensively said.

"Oh" said Niall, looking confused, "What were you two doing holding hands then"

I looked at Zayn, who had folded his arms and was giving me a knowing smirk.

"It's...It's hard to explain" I sighed.

"Yeah, because you totally won't believe her if she told you anyway" Zayn snickered.

"Try Me" Niall nodded.

I frowned and didn't say anything.

"She thinks we are not real people and that we're in her dreams right now" Zayn explained.

Niall looked like he was about to burst out laughing any minute, "Are you kiding me?"

I got up from my seat and grabbed Zayn's hand, forcefully yanking him away with one hand.

I looked over my shoulder and said, "Oh don't mind him Niall, he's being crazy"

"Oh I'm the crazy one am I?" Zayn laughed as I pulled him into one corner.

"Shut the hell up" I hissed, "I don't need anymore people thinking I'm crazy"

Zayn smirked and leaned one side of his body on the door, folding his arms as he towered over me, "Oh but I thought we weren't real. Our opinions should matter, right Perrie?"

"Can you keep your voice down?!" I muttered.

"You continue to surprise me, Edwards" He chuckled softly.

"You continue to annoy me" I rolled my eyes.

"Tell me something I don't know" Zayn snorted, " I mean, we have a chemistry, love. Even Niall thought we were a couple"

"Well it doesn't matter because we're not" I whispered firmly.

Zayn ignored the tone in my voice and leaned closer, "So Paris...what do you say?"

"I can't go" I mumbled, looking into his caramel orbs.

"Why is that?"

"Because I have a boyfriend"

Zayn tilted his head to the side and gave me a wierd look, "I bet if you didn't have a boyfriend you would have agreed to be in bed with me right now. Your a really strange person, can I explain why?"

I sighed in defeat, "Fine, why?"

"Right" Zayn said, stepping back and lifting a finger, as to show he was counting. "You having a boyfriend isn't a valid reason right? So no boyfriend or boyfriend you can still totally come. I mean, I have a girlfriend but I'm still going with you"

I gasped, "You have a girlfriend"

"No" Zayn began to laugh after seeing the look on my face, "I'm trying to make a point"

"What's the second reason, sherlock?" I rolled my eyes.

"Oh honey, I have more than just two" Zayn smirked, "So my second point is, why are you being so insecure, I mean it's just a three-day trip to Paris. Not everyone who goes to Paris fucks in Paris although I know you'd like to do that with me"

My jaw dropped. "I did not say-"

"Third!" Zayn interrupted without even looking at me. He was too busy counting the fingers he was holding up. "I mean, if this is a dream, shouldn't you enjoy it? I mean when I know I'm dreaming I do the craziest shit believe me"

"You do the craziest shit even when your awake" I chuckled.

"Oh my god, she actually knows how to smile!" Zayn fake-gasped, "Oh wow, oh wow"

"Ha-Ha-Ha very funny Malik"

"So?" He asked eagerly, ignoring my sarcasm, "Are you coming or not?"

"What if I don't?"

"I will turn your dream into a nightmare" he said, pinning my hands up against the wall whilst making an attempt at a slow and deep growl. He literally just sounded like a puppy dog trying to be a grizzly bear.

"Zayn Malik, did you just growl at me?" I giggled.

"Perrie Edwards, did you just giggle?" He shot back, releasing my hands.

"Listen Zayn, can't you just take Niall with you to Paris?"

"No that would be wierd" Zayn said, "I just met the lad"

"You just met me too" I pointed out matter-of-factly, letting my geordie accent get the best of me.

"Yeah, there is a difference because I actually want to go with you" Zayn sighed, "Can you just say yes already and stop making this so damn hard"

"You know what, fine" I bit my lip.

"Okay? You'll go with me?!" Zayn smiled enthusiastically.

"Yes, I will go with you" I sighed.

"YES FINALLY" he exlaimed, picking me up by the waist and spinning me around.

"You can put me down now" I said, trying to hide the grin which kept making my lips twitch.

He smiled and finally put me down, he didn't say anything. He just looked at me with a satisfied grin.

"Um, so when exactly is our flight?" I asked.

"Tonight at 10" He replied, "You should start packing now"

"Uh Yeah" I stammered.

To be honest, I didn't even know where I lived. Geez, there should be a 'What To Do When Your Living In Your Dream' manual.

"You probably don't know where your house is, do you?" Zayn asked.

"Nope"

"Come, I'll drive you"

A/N

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