Tegan's P.O.V
London
March 2015~~~
"What is this?!" A voice boomed, causing my eyes to jerk open. I immediately spotted Zayn standing at my desk, holding papers in his hands. I rubbed my eyes to clear my vision, seems how I just woke up. Zayn stared at me angrily. "What is this, Tegan?"
"What it what?" I asked, quietly. Zayn threw his hands in the air, dropping the papers.
"They're pathetic, Tegan. Don't fall for them." Zayn shook his head.
"W-what are you talking about?" I asked, sitting up on my elbows.
"This mushy little goodbye letter, do not fall for that." Zayn laughed. I just stared at him blankly, blinking.
"Get up, get ready. We're going shopping." Zayn grumbled, walking out of my room.
"Okay," I answered, climbing out of bed. Zayn left my room with my letter in his hands.
What was that all about? What's up his ass?
I went to my closet and picked out a white sleeveless shirt, and some skinny jeans. I rolled up my jeans a little, and put on my black converse. I went to my bathroom and brushed my hair. I applied light makeup, then brushed my teeth. Before leaving my room, I grabbed a hat, a small black purse, and my phone.
"Perrie is coming with us by the way." Zayn told me, as I passed him in the kitchen.
My shoulders fell.
"Okay," I answered, quietly.
I thought this was going to be a me and Zayn thing. Just the two of us.
"What's wrong?" Zayn asked, handing me a bagel with cream cheese.
"I just thought it was going to be me and you." I told him, truthfully, since Perrie wasn't in the room. "We never do anything just us anymore."
"I can talk to Perrie." Zayn offered.
"No!" I exclaimed. "That's mean."
"She'll understand." Zayn assured me, being much nicer than he was earlier.
"I'll feel bad, she can come." I argued.
Zayn could not tell Perrie I didn't want her to come! That would make me feel terrible.
"You just eat, I'm going to go finish getting ready." Zayn told me, leaving the kitchen.
I leaned against the counter, and picked off pieces of the bagel, then put them in my mouth. Soon enough I finished the whole bagel. I wiped my hands on my jeans, and got a water bottle from the fridge. As I took a couple chugs, Zayn walked in.
"You ready?" He asked me. I nodded. "Okay, let's go!" He smiled. I followed him outside of the house, as we got in his car.
"Where's Perrie?" I asked, when I shut the passenger door.
"She understands, Tegan." He replied. My eyes got wide.
"You told her?" I shouted.
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