Unpredictable ▷ Jerrie

Wrong

Perrie

"It wasn't her." I say.

Luke looks up to me as he holds the needle in his hands.

"Did you notice something?" he asked.

"When I stormed over," I began. " I noticed that she wasn't responding to the kiss."

"Like Harry was the one who kissed her?"

I nod. " I mean besides that kiss yesterday," I sigh. " She wasn't actually eating his face off this time. She just stood there."

"Then why did you go all out?" he asked as he injected the needle into my bare skin.

"I actually don't know. All my anger just seemed to pour out. I mean what do you expect? I'm standing there watching my girlfriend kiss a boy."

"Well I'm lost for words," he chuckled. "Maybe some food will help. I mean Ash has been leaving me various amounts of messages."

"Then let's go." I say pointing back upstairs.

"But she's up there."

"Doesn't matter. We're there for food. Ok?"

"Ok." he smiled as he threw away the plastic and put the needle back into my bag.