Perrie's POV
Today, little mix aka we will be making a new music video called 'move' and it consist of dancing,
rehearsals and water bottles
Making the video---
"Oh, you that I've been waiting for you, don't leave me standing on by myself cos' I ain't lookin' at
no one else" I sang my part on it, soon the girls started to sing
I went home to the flat, 9pm, tired, sleepy I was glad I can still drive with my eyes closed. I opened
the door to be greeted by Prada, zayn was on tour, and I was left alone here. I was watching pretty
little liars when the door bell rang, I opened it to reveal a delivery man, "Good Evening Miss
Edwards, a package is here for you" he said kindly, "Just sign here and it will be all yours" he said again, I signed and carried a box, I opened it and saw, pictures? But they weren't ordinary pictures.
They were the pictures me and Zayn took since the x- factor.
A small tear escaped my eye, but I just let it fall, I grabbed the picture of me and Zayn in the park
doing crazy things. Then suddenly my phone rang,
"Hello?" I asked
"Hey Per"
"Zayn! How are you?" I asked excited
"I'm fine, how are you?" He asked
"Same, we just finished our new music video" I answered
"Well that's good, I hav-" then the line went dead
I tried calling him again but he won't answer, it's like he's rejecting my calls, I went to my laptop
and called him on skype. But he doesn't accept it even though he is online, but why?
I decide to sleep because it was already 12 am. Since we have an interview tomorrow, then I was out
like a light.
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FanfictionThey say that love is an open door. They're wrong. Love is a door, but it isn't open. Every door needs a key, and that door belongs to Zayn Malik. And the key to make his door open, is Perrie Edwards.