Our Secret-A Zerrie Fanfic

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

It was a very good holiday in Paris, we stayed at the hotel where we could view the Eiffel Tower. All in all, a very good holiday, and a very romantic one too in fact. The greatest thing of all was that we had disguised ourselves as normal citizen that we had not been spotted by a single fan in the five days.

I would have loved to stay longer but sadly duty calls, we have a few gigs to perform to. The plus side is definitely the fact that Zayn would be there, One Direction are highlighting the entire gig, no surprise there.

"Home sweet home!" I exclaimed as the plane landed.

"Not so soon, we still have part two!"

"There's more?"

"Yup, saving the best for the last."

"If going to Paris isn't the best, I don't know what is." After five days in Paris and very little sleep, my energy level from when we had left for Paris plummeted to the ground.

Zayn must have noticed my fatigue. "It'll only take a few hours. After that we can go home and rest." He assured me.

"Where are we going?" Part of me knew he wouldn't budge and give me a single hint as to where we were heading but I decided that I might as well tried my luck.

"Lou's house." It completely took me by surprise that he had actually revealed the location instead of going all mysterious like he always does and going like "it's a secret" or "it won't be a surprise if I told you."

I was equally shocked about going to Louis' house. "Why are we going there?"

"Ah now that I can't tell you." That's what I meant, him being all mysterious and suspenseful. "But let's just say his house has a few.." He paused trying to find the right word. "Facilities that we would require for your surprise."

"Hmm." I nodded thoughtfully as I leaned my head on his shoulder to take a quick power nap before we arrived at Louis'.

"We're here! Lets go!" I barely shut my eyelids for five minutes and I was interrupted by Zayn's excited cheers.

I clambered out of the car and followed closely behind Zayn as he knocked thrice on Louis' door. The door swung open, revealing Louis wearing a very escatic and cheeky smile. "Zayn! Perrie! C'mon in!" He gave Zayn a fist pump and hugged me with the other arm.

"Sit here." Zayn ordered as he pushed me down an armchair and spun me around. The lights were turned off and I was taken by surprise when the area in front of me suddenly light up. I watch as Zayn went to take his place by his microphone stand beside the other One Direction boys.

Oh my gosh! The spotlights were concentrated on each of the boys and the smoke machine emitted smoke softly as it drifted through the air around the boys' shoes. "This one's for you Pez, happy birthday. I love you." the boys threw disgusted glances in Zayn's direction, totally ruining the atmosphere.

Louis clicked a button on the stereo and the music softly started and the boys pushed their body forwards according to the strumming of the guitar. Liam shut his eyes as he started the song, one that did not ring a bell in my head.

Baby, I, I wanna know

What you think when you're alone

Is me yeah?

Are you thinking of me yeah?

Oh we've been friends now for awhile

Wanna know that when you smile

Is it me, yeah?

Oh, oh.

I swayed along with the music as each boy continued the song with their solos. At the chorus they beautifully harmonized together, causing a smile to tug on my lips. They slowed down towards the ending as the music slowly faded out. I watched as Zayn attempted to do a slight riff with his last line, it brought tears to my eyes.

I quickly blinked them away before the boys teased me of being a softie and I ran up to Zayn's awaiting arms. "Thank you." I pulled away before facing the other boys. "It's beautiful. You guys sounded so good on that. Is that one of your new songs?"

"Yeah we just finished recording it last week for the new album. Zayn thought it would be a good idea for us to perform it for you after we're back from Sweden. After all... He did co-write it with Liam and I." Louis filled me in.

"You three wrote it?" I looked at Zayn and he nodded. I remember Zayn telling me once that they didn't have much opportunities at writing their own songs so this must be his pride. "Wow, good job, the three of you. It was beautiful. Everything about it was." I went up to give each one of them a hug. "And thank you for coming to do this. I appreciate it."

"We probably had no choice or Zayn would have killed us." Harry teased lightly as I pulled away from his arms and threw a hug around Niall.

"You guys can just stay over tonight. I bet you're exhuasted from your little holiday." Louis suggested.

I peeked at Zayn, to see his opinion on it. He nodded and shrug as he grabbed our luggage and headed to another direction, knowing the house pretty well as if it was his and tugging me along.

We placed our stuff down and headed out to the living room where the rest of the boys sprawled all over Louis' couch and floor and their eyes glued to the television which was broadcasting a football match. "Boys will be boys." I thought as I shook my head at them.

"I'll be going to bed now, I'm feeling slightly jet lagged." I informed whoever was listening.

They nodded with disinterest in my direction and mumbled a goodnight, their heads never turning to face me. I chuckled under my breathe, I could never solve the mystery as to why football holds boys with so much interest.

"Oh yes, Pez." Zayn called after me. "The boys and I have a radio interview tomorrow early in the morning. If you wake up and we're not home that's where we are. We'll leave a spare key on the kitchen countertop, after you locked the door, head out to the garden and place the keys under the fifth flower pot."

"A flower pot?!"

"Well you don't expect me to be hiding keys under my mat do you Perrie? I've got to have some creativity. The last thing I need is unwanted strangers in my house and wrecking the whole place upside down." Louis defended himself.

"Well." I spun around and taking in my surroundings around me. "Looks to me this place is already pretty wrecked. It's a pig sty here. Do you ever clean up Louis?"

"Yeah.. Once in three months when my mum comes down to visit she'll help me to clean up."

I clucked my tongue as I headed to the guest room and snuggled in my bed, falling fast asleep.

I woke up, and as expected, the boys were gone for their interview. I spotted a note on the bedside table from Zayn. "Dropped the luggage at my apartment. Love you. xx"

I pulled myself out of bed and used the washroom before I headed home. As I grabbed my handbag to leave the house, the mess of Louis' house was hurting my eyes. I decided to help him clean up a little, which eventually turned up to spring cleaning his whole living room. It took me an hour long, and they still haven't returned home so I grabbed the spare key and left the house, remembering to leave it under the flower pot.

I laughed at Louis' ludicrous idea. An idea like that had got to be the first, ever.

I was in Zayn's apartment, flipping through the channels on the telly and I was extremly bored. I heard the jingling of keys and the front door being unlocked. I leaped off the sofa and sprung into his arms. "Hi." I greeted cheekily, slightly embarrassed at my excitment.

I heard him chuckling. "You look like you haven't seen me in years!"

"Oh shut up!"

"Don't you have rehearsals to go for? You're performing at the summer gig right?"

I looked up at the clock. "Yeah.. I should."

"Oh before you go, here's something for you." He stopped me as he pulled out an envelope.

"What's that?" I asked him.

"Open it."

I opened it an pulled out two tickets with the words "London Olympics 2012" screaming at me in bold. Along with it were to special backstage passes. "The Olympics! WOW! Are we going together?"

"Well, technically, yes." Zayn replied as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"What do you mean, technically?"

"Yous truly here, is performing at the closing ceromony."

"Oh my gosh! Congrats!" I threw my arms around him. "That's such a huge major flattering honour!"

"I know, I can't wait. I do wish I could join you though, you can ask someone to go with you. Louis has invited Eleanor too. I'll join you after my performance."

"Awesome! I'll text Katherine now!"

"That can wait. For now, we have to get your little bum to rehearsals." Zayn said as he wrapped one arm around my waist and opened his car door for me to slip in.