Letters to Perrie // {Zerrie ~ au}

Rosie's Teacup

I woke up by the annoying noise of my alarm clock. A few rays of sunshine were already shining through the window.

A small groan escaped his mouth, when I finally turned the alarm off. His strong arms were wrapped around me tighly and he warmed me.

I wanted to just lay back in his arms and continue sleeping, but I knew that I couldn't.

I had promised Jade, Jesy and Leigh-Anne to meet them up at 10am at 'Rosie's teacup' to talk.

I straightened myself, but just when I was about to stand up, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back onto the sheets next to him.

"Harry...", I giggled and turned to face him. "I have to get ready"

Harry opened his eyes and looked me straight into mine. His eyes were green like a sea at a warm summer day when the sun shines.

With his hands he softly stroke a wisp of hair out of my face.

"Do you really have to leave me that early?", he pouted playfully. I loved the way he always made me feel loved, the way how he looked at me, the way he touched me.

"I guess", I shrugged. His curls looked messy, falling down his forehead.

People say nobody's perfect, but I'm pretty sure they don't know him.

"Just stay a little longer", Harry said and he pointed out the 'little'.

I sighted and obeyed. I leaned my head on his chest and he slung is arms around me like before. I was starring at the ceiling, thinking about how lucky I should be. Should be.

I was lucky, but there was still something missing, something which had nothing to do with Harry.

A few minutes passed until I could hear Harry's lightly snorring.

I stood up, got dressed, brushed my teeth, put light make-up with mascara on and left the house.

Of course I took my bag with me where I got all my nessecary things.

The café wasn't far away so I could easily walk there. I liked the place. It was small, but yet it was comfortable.

I often visited the café with my friends to talk, sometimes I even went there alone to read a book or something like that. It was the place where I could go and for at least a few time I could forget my sorrows. The people who worked in the café, already knew me.

I was wearing my comfortable white sneakers, my favourite shoes. I had to wash them a few times before they changed from light brown into their usual colour again.

Of course I was wearing my key-necklace. I nearly never took it off.

Someone once gave it to me and told me that the key would represent the key to his heart which had probably been just stupid words with no real meaning.

My hand slowly made its way to the key. Knowing it was still there made me smile. Not that I had expected it wouldn't be there anymore.

I entered the café and immediately spotted my friends sitting at one of the tables near the window.

The café was nearly empty as always.

I walked over to them and sat down on the free chair.

"Hey, Perrie!", Leigh-Anne greeted and stood up to hug me. Her curled hair looked beautiful in a bun.

"...or should we call you Future Mrs. Styles?", Jesy asked and raised her eyebrows.

Jade's jaw dropped and Leigh-Anne wasn't less surprised.