divided

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Perrie

For the past week I've recognised that Leigh-Anne had been pretty distant and divided from me.

Whenever I brang up the wedding all she gave me was a simple nod like she wasn't into it.

I had sleepless nights wondering what I might have done to her. But none seemed to fly in my mind other than Harry's chat with her last week.

After that night all  she ever happened to do was wake up, go to dance, come home, eat dinner with me then depending on how she wanted it she was either in her room, my room or on the couch.

But it never seemed to bother her that I was out of her border. It was just her, the laptop, constant phone calls and constant messages with Harold.

It's not that I didn't trust her. I've known her nearly my whole life. It just seems strange that for months we've been spending every hour with each other that we could get. And for 7 days straight I've been bored as ever.

All I could do was do my usual. Just without Leigh-Anne.

But that didn't stop me from having a wonderful weekend. I called Liam earlier. I asked him to ring up the other boys other than Harold.

Apparently he had 'plans'. Since when did he ever have plans? That boy could  only be seen going shopping by the sale aisle, or goofing around with the group. Besides he didn't even have a job that had him constantly busy.

All he did was serve customers and just patiently wait for the next. So he was obviously lying with a lie that couldn't even pass me.

As I heard Leigh-Anne come home I rolled my eyes and walked into my room. I shut the door behind me and looked into my closet.

I took out a Guns N Roses crop top, shorts, a flannel and white converse high tops.

I sprawled them by the edge of my bed and got out of my clothes replacing it with my outfit of the day.

I then walked over to my bathroom and untied my hair. I let it out and brushed the ends before I sprayed on some perfume.

I checked the mirror and a smile appeared on my face. After a ingnorant week I was finally able to let loose and do whatever shit I wanted to do.

After I took one last look I turned my heel and walked out my room only to find Leigh-Anne by the couch.

She closed her laptop as I walked over to the bench to grab my phone, my bag and my pennyboard that rested against the stool.

"I'm going out," I say as I tucked my phone into my back pocket, my bag over my shoulder and my board in between my arm and my chest " I'll be back around 7."

She nodded slightly with a 'oh' expression written all over her face.
And no matter how tempting it was to just sit beside her I had to get away. Just for a bit.

"Can I come?" she asked with a pleading look in het eyes.

"Yeah I don't think we'll be able to make it if you tag along. I actually need to get going," I lie "but you can always come next time."

"Oh ok," she answered with dissapointment in her voice. It sounded like heart break too " well I hope you enjoy yourself."

"Will do." I say as I turned around and headed for the door until she stopped me. Her hand held my wrist.

I turned my face "Yeah?"

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