Come Back (a Zerrie fanfiction)

Chapter 27: I Forgive You

This is weird.

Perrie doesn't know how, but she finds herself in a small but good-looking restaurant. The lights gave away a yellow-orange glow under the darkness, making it look beautiful.

On the center of the restaurant was a small stage. Red curtains were drawn, and there were speakers on each side of the stage. On the upper corners of the restaurant were a few stage lights. A band was probably going to play tonight.

What if the band that was going to play was..?

No, no. They won't. That's just too coincidental.

But then, she thought of how she and the girls went to the restaurant, which was an invitation from Jesy (It was a last-minute invitation so Perrie had no choice but to join them. Well, Jesy actually bribed her with some food they'll be eating in that particular restaurant. And Perrie doesn't say no to food).

On the way, there were scattered white arrows on the floor when they stepped outside of the hotel, and they just followed it. There were other arrows leading to some vendors selling bracelets and necklaces and rings and roses, and she got one from each vendor for free. The vendors say that the items come from a very special fan.

That could be possible. And impossible at the same time.

Also, Jade, Jesy, and Leigh were acting strange a while ago. As they followed the arrows on the floor, and on the side of the walls, sometimes they weren't even looking at them, as if they knew where to go. And they kept looking at their cell phones, texting someone.

She stares at the bouquet of roses. There was dew on some of the petals, and they looked so fresh and the pleasant smell never faded. Her ring was simple yet pretty, a small jewelry in the middle with a silver band surrounding it.

Her bracelet was of the same color, too. Her necklace was composed of big and small beads with flowers and hearts. In the center, "Perrie" was engraved on the beads.

When they arrived in the restaurant, the arrows stopped on a not so huge table yet it accommodated all four of them perfectly. The waiter arrived, asking for their orders, and told them before leaving that they don't have to pay because it 'will be payed'. Whatever that means.

So here she was right now, drumming her fingers on the table as she waited, watched the girls chat happily, observed the people in the restaurant, and thought about the person who could have prepared all of this.

There's a huge side of her betting that it was from him, but another side of hers was praying that it came from a fan, probably a thank-you gift or something to express how much the girls have helped them throughout their life.

That's the dumbest idea she's ever though of, but she can only hope and pray, right?

The food has arrived. She watches as the waiter puts down plates of different sizes, saucers, and glasses that held different kinds of beverages.

She can think about whatever she was thinking about later. Her main priority right now was to finish her food to calm her raging stomach.

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While she and the girls ate and chattered, music was playing from the speakers. There were songs from Olly Murs, Cher Lloyd, Ellie Goulding, Lady Gaga, and some other artists and groups. They even heard their own music, which just added to her satisfaction.

Later on, she heard...Is that the bridge part of "Gotta Be You"?

Oh girl, can we try one more, one more time?
One more, one more, can we try?
One more, one more time, I'll make it better...