Swapping bodies with Perrie Edwards

Meeting Zayn Malik?

PERRIE'S BODY POV

The car ride was so long, and I couldn't help but talk nonstop to the other girls. I mean it was little mix! The one and only little mix!

Jade smiled at me as she handed me a ticket. "Here's your plane ticket. I'll see you later. Feel better. Your acting so strange". She said before wrapping me in a hug and getting back into the limo. A large man in a suit followed close by me and led me to luggage check.

It took forever to get through. I couldn't help but have a constant smile on my face. I probably looked like an idiot. I was lost in thoughts of meeting Zayn when Perrie's phone went off in my hand.

It was a text from Zayn that said "god I can't wait to see you and those blue eyes".

A grinned way to big and texted back "I can't wait to see you and your sex god face".

I was proud of that text. I wonder if Perrie talked like that though. I shrugged and kept walking through the airport.

After long lines and bag checks, the man finally took me to board the plane. I showed my ticket to a woman and she smiled. "you must be perrie. We have you in first class". She said and took me to the front of the plane.

She showed me to a secluded area with only one other girl on it. She was sipping on a bottle of water and reading a magazine.

The flight attendant showed me to my seat and I sat down. It was so pretty in here and the seats were extremely comfortable. Being Perrie is the best thing ever.

A little while into the flight, I got bored and leaned over to the girl in the other seat. "Hey psssst" I whispered.

She looked up from her magazine and smiled. "Yeah"? She asked.

"um wanna talk".? I asked.

"Erm sure I guess". She said.

I couldn't help but wanna talk. I needed to tell someone something.

"Do you know who I am"? I asked

"Um no I don't think I do".

"Oh! Well I am famous British girl group singer Perrie Edwards. I'm on my way to see Zayn Malik! my boyfriend! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT"?! I said excitedly.

She laughed a little. "Wow your dating Zayn Malik. Isn't he that dude from One Direction"? She asked

"Yep"I shrieked.

"Your really excited". She laughed.

"well yeah .. Have you seen him. He was like carved by angels"

"Hahaha... Yeah he's pretty hot".

The rest of the way, I talked to the girl about Zayn. I could hardly contain myself. My dream is about to come true. The boys I've dedicated the last 3 years of my life to... I'm going to meet them.

The pilot announced that we had landed and when it was time to get off, I ran like a wild woman. I stepped off the plane and saw a huge crowd of people. Oh my gosh where do I go?

My texts that I couldn't get on the plane started coming in. A few from people that I didn't know, but two from Zayn.

One said "sex god huh? I like it".

The second said "I'm waiting for you babe"

I looked around, but didn't see a Zayn Malik anywhere, but then something caught my eye. It was a white sign being held up that said Perrie on it. He was standing with the limo drivers, but by the way he was standing, I knew it was Zayn. Sad huh? Just then my heart started racing and my breath hitched. That's Zayn Malik.

I could feel tears starting to come to my eyes as I quickly walked over to him. This is it. He was in a dark hoodie covering his face. When I reached him, he put down the sign.

He had a bodyguard with him that quickly grabbed my arm and rushed me through the crowd before I couldn't even say hi to Zayn. He took us through the people and out a back to a black car. A driver stood, holding a door open for me. I slid into the back seat and Zayn followed.

I was trying so hard to not let the tears fall. This was just so overwhelming, and I haven't even seen his face yet. The driver shut the door and got into the front. The boy in the hoodie finally pulled the hood down and revealed his charcoal black hair and deep brown eyes. That tan skin and perfect bone structure. I think I'm going to pass out. He's even sexier in person.

A huge grin came over him. "Hey perrie"he said.

Before I could answer, he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled my lips to his.

Oh my god! what is happening? I tried my best to kiss back, but through the fan girling and now streaming tears. I couldn't do a very good job.

He pulled away and smiled again, licking his lips.

"Holy mother of god". I said gasping and wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Why are you crying babe"? He asked in a concerned voice.

"its just.. I've never been more happy to see you". I said through sobs.

I can't believe I'm letting my inner fangirl come out so much. I really need to control myself. BUT I KISSED ZAYN MALIK. I KISSED HIM.

God he kisses good. His lips felt like heaven. "So where are we going"? I asked.

"Back to the hotel. I want to get you and the boys and go to dinner tonight". He said.

About 30 minutes later, we pulled into a huge hotel parking lot. Zayn pulled his hoodie back over his head and the security guard urged us to a back entrance. Zayn led us up to the floor he was on, and slid a room key into the door. He pushed the door open. It was empty. We went in and I laid my bags. On the floor. Zayn sat on the bed and looked over at me. "Gosh I've missed you". He said, caressing my cheek. He's so sweet. It's like he's a boy from a book.

A couple seconds later, the bathroom door flung open. A SHIRTLESS HARRY STYLES stepped out of the door. He had on a pair of shorts though. His wet curls were matted to his head. He had water droplets running down his tanned chest. His v-lines were deep and showing up really well. His tattoos looked so sexy. This was more than I could handle.

"Oh my god"! I accidentally yelled out loud. Harry looked confused. "Good to see you to Perrie". He said in that raspy deep voice of his.

"What are you doing in here mate?" Zayn interupped.

"Oh the water in my bathroom wasn't working". He said. He quickly made his way to the bed and sat by me.

Oh no. Oh no. It's happening again. My heart was racing and I could barely breath. Yeah I always imagined meeting them would make me crazy, but not this crazy.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. Then I couldn't help but let the tears of happiness fall once again. A tear hit his back, and he quickly pulled back.

"What's wrong"? He asked.

Zayn leaned over and looked at me too, both awaiting an answer.

"I don't know. I'm just emotional". I said.

They looked confused but didn't question it. Zayn stood up. "Well time to get the other boys and tell them to get ready". He said and walked toward the door.

"I'm coming"! I said and quickly hopped off the bed and followed Zayn outside.

I have to be dreaming. There is no way that this is really happening.