Nothing Has Changed.

Chapter 9: Perrie

Zayn's P.O.V.

I sit on the couch, waiting for Liam. He walks inside, grabbing an orange. "Hey Li? When's our next off day?" I ask. He looks at the scheduele on the fridge. "This weekend," he smiles. "Okay. Thanks buddy." I smile. Liv walks out of Harry's bunk. "Hey," she sits down on the couch next to me. "Where's Harry?" I ask. "In the shower." she says. "So, you're meeting Perrie this weekend?" she asks. "Yeah. I'm gonna tweet about it!" I say estatically. She laughs. "OOOH! I just got an idea! Maybe we can double date!" she suggests. "Sure," I shrug. "So what's she like?" "Who?" I ask. "Perrie. What's she like?" she repeats. "Oh. Yeah. She's beautiful. She's a perfect angel." I gush. "You have a picture of her?" she asks. I nod. I pull out my phone and show her the picture of her on the beach. "OH! Perrie from Little Mix? I LOVE Little Mix! You shoulda just said Perrie from Little Mix," she giggles. "Well gee, Liv, 'cause you know so many Perrie's," I say sarcastically. She rolls her eyes as Harry walks out of the bedroom. "Hey babe, hey Zayn." He shakes his wet hair and down on the couch. "Whatcha talkin' 'bout?" he asks. "Perrie," Liv and I say at the same time. "Ah." he nods. "We're double dating this weekend. Sound fun?" Liv says. "Yep." he kisses her cheek.

***THAT WEEKEND...

Liv's P.O.V.

I am so excited to meet Perrie! She's like my idol! I finished straightning my hair, getting Harry to zip my dress and clip my necklace. I put on my red lipstick as Harry does the complete oposite of zipping my dress. He unzips it again. "Ugh, Harry. Why are you always like this?" I ask in frustration as he zips my dress. "What? Horny?" he asks. I cringe my nose and nod. "Yeah," I laugh, stepping into my high heels.

"You're the one who makes me like this," he winks, wiggling his eyebrows. I laugh and kiss his cheek. "You're such a goof," I clip my ear rings and walk out into the hallway of Harry's flat. Zayn and Perrie sit on the couch. She looks beautiful! I almost scream when I see her. Her red lips, coloured to perfection. Her blue eyes flutter against the beautiful eye makeup, pale blue eyeshadow, and thick mascara. She is wearing a sun dress and her hair is falling into small ringlets on her shoulder. "Hi," she smiles, standing up to shake my hand. "Um... h-hi..." I stutter, probably grinning like an idiot. "I'm a huge f-fan You're my idol..." I gush. "Thank you," she smiles, puttig her hand on my shoulder. "Are we ready?" Zayn asks, standing up. "Yeah," Harry pulls my hand into his.

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