When I wake up... You will be here

Chapter 60

Come with me?

Emma’s P.O.V.

“Want more?” Perrie hands out the chocolate bar towards me and I shook my head.

She shrugged and bit into the bar. The two of us are sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table in the living room. She helps me finish preparing one of my latest projects for college. She puts glue to a picture and pasted it into one of the pages. I meanwhile, I write all notes in a new notebook. I've used three pens and still haven’t finished.

“And… You already told him?”

“No, I already told you that I won’t tell him over the phone.”

She smiled. Perrie had guessed. A day after spending time together she just had said, "You're pregnant, right?" Yeah, Perrie Edwards and her sixth sense that gives me chill. Perrie poke my belly with her finger and smiled.

“How does it feel to be like that?” She said, moving her hand in front of her stomach, as if stroking a huge belly.

“I don’t know… I can’t explain it in words.” I said putting one hand over my belly.

“Someday I’ll be like that.” Perrie smiles.

“God… I have to think in how tell him.” I bit my nails.

“Don´t do that.” Perrie hit my hand. “Just find the right moment.”

“Talking to Harry is not that easy…”

“Oh, c’mon Emma. You’re just scared. If it weren’t easy, how they you been together for four years?”

Half smile appeared on my lips. She had a point in her favor.

“And… what Harry thinks about the new girl.”

“Which girl?”

“The new assistant of Lou… Zayn says that he doesn’t bear her.” She laughs and continues pasting the pictures.

“Harry hasn’t told me anything.” I said, I loose the pen, my hand hurts and when I stretch it my fingers creak. Perrie bites again the chocolate bar. I shake my hand and again take the pen.

“Ugh ... But surely he hates her. Zayn says she looks like good person, but that is unbearable. It's polite and all, but sometimes he would want to push her to the pool.”

I continue writing. Perrie take the glue stick and stamped it on my cheek.

“What happens?” I say laughing.

“I wanted to see you laugh, you look miserable while writing this.”

“I’m miserable while writing this.”

“You know, you should tell your teacher that there are computers and printers and now no one does the work by hand.”

Perrie gives another bite to the chocolate and I keep writing.

“Do you have the bags packed?” Perrie ask me and I took a piece of chocolate bar and I shove it into my mouth.

“Yes… How's the married life?” I asked and Perrie's eyes light up.

I sit in my respective seat next to the window. Perrie is sitting next to me. I rested my head on the window of the plane. I don’t feel any right. And I could swear I was pale, because the flight attendants stared at me as if they’re afraid for me to die.

“Stupid hormonal change.” I muttered.

Perrie gave me a bottle of water. I feel like throwing up, but I have nothing in my stomach.