How It All Fell Into Place.. (Zerrie story)

Meeting The Sisters

(A/N- so ive decided that just for you guys, since the last chappy was pretty boring, short and crap, thatd id try and write a longer, more exciting chappy for ya'll! aha no im not American-whatever accent that normally say ya'll, Texan?- anyways, hopefully this chappy is actually FUN and EXCITING for ya'll! Love ya! Peace out!)

Perrie's P.O.V

After my little sob fest in the bathroom, I went back to Zayn's room. He was waiting for me, probably to see if I was alright. I was, just.. emotional. We fell asleep after talking about random stuff; our bands, tours, family. It was nice, just having lazy talk with your boyfriend. It's relaxing. When I woke up, Zayn was still knocked out, snoring softly in that adorable way that he does. It's so cute, like its not a loud and long snore but its soft and short snore if you get what I'm saying. Don't worry too much if you don't.

Zayn looked totally relaxed in his state of sleep. I like to admire him when he is asleep, because he is always stressed and worried when he's awake, and I don't like that. I ran my hands through his hair subconsciously; its a habit, don't judge.

"I get that I'm hot, but do you have to stare at me in my sleep?"

Two words.

Morning voice.

It's enough to make anyone crumble, it's so hot you know? Every time I hear him speak when he just wakes up is just like BAM! FANGIRL MOMENT! Yes, I have fan girl moments over my own boyfriend. Judging me? Who cares. I get to hear it in real life, while you guys have to wait for some sort of recording!

*insert winky face smiley here*

"Babe?"

There it is again, a bit clearer but holy shit it's still there.

"Hmmm?" I hum back my response, letting him know I acknowledged him.

"You staring at me babe? It's rude to stare." Zayn said, moving around a bit under the covers.

"Am I not allowed to stare at my own boyfriend? I'm sorry, you're just to irresistible." I joke back.

"Hey, that's one of our songs." He chuckled, obviously he still hasn't woken up fully.

"Yes, yes it is. And you were stupid enough not to put it on your tour list, because that's my favourite song." I whisper in his ear.

"Really? I thought it was 'Rock Me'." He smirks.

"Yeah, that too." I smirk back.

"Oh really? It's just a coincidence then that my favourite song is 'Rock Me' as well?" He  says, climbing on top of me.

"Maybe." I laugh, before putting my hand on the back of his neck, dragging his head down for a kiss. We both didn't care about morning breath, because we weren't ashamed of it like others were. If we both had morning breath, well, who cares? We kissed -ahem, snogged- for like, five minutes before someone knocked on the door. Zayn quickly got off me and went to answer the door.

"Hey, Waliyha. Wha-"

"I didn't see her last night because Safaa wanted help with something can I please see Perrie?!" I heard Waliyha(?) speak softly from the doorway. I pretended to look at my phone which was on the bedside table, to avoid any awkwardness. I actually looked at my phone and saw a message from Jade.

Jaaaddeeyy- Hey Pezzacakes! lol I just made that up btw. Anyways, are you still at Zayns house? John wants to have a meeting with us before the next weekend. I'm sorry if you wanted to spend more time with Zayn but you know what John's like. Just thought I'd let you know! xoxoxoxooxoxoxoxo