Letters to Perrie // {Zerrie ~ au}

"Hello Lady"

***Flashback*** (Zayn's POV)

I heared gunshots from everywhere.

The adrenaline rushed through my veins as I ran over the field. Sweat was dropping down from my forehead. This wasn't just a game like call of duty. This was life.  When I had crossed the field, I spotted a bush and didn't pause before slumping under it.

Louis was already lying there so I layed down next to him.

"We have to survive", I wispered. My heartbeat was still racing.

"We will, mate", Louis comforted me, "We just need a plan"

"How about we try to run away?", I suggested.

He thought about my words for a second before he nodded.

"Ready?", he asked.

I looked back at the field one more time.

A man of our team had been shot in the middle of the field. His eyes began to glitter and got teary. A bad feeling suddenly formed in my stomach. His name was Sam and to me he had seemed to be a nice guy although I didn't really know him. I couldn't help him anyway. It was too late for help.

"Always", I replied.

"3,2,1... run", Louis commanded me. We both ran as fast as we could straight into the forest.

After we had run what felt like a few miles, we stopped at a stream. We let ourselves fall down on the grass. Louis breathed heavily. I reached for the stream to wash my face with the cold water. It felt so good and refreshing. 

"We did it", Louis smiled.

"Yes we did", I said,"but don't forget we have to go back. Maybe this time we are safe, but who knows about tomorrow?"

Louis eyes were fixed on his reflection in the water.

"Bootcamp will begin tomorrow", he reminded me.

"Prepare for the worst time of your life"

I took my bag from my shoulder and searched for a piece of paper and a pen. The two things I always took with me.

"What are you doing?", Louis frowned.

"Writing a letter", I shrugged.

***End of Flashback***

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-Perrie's POV-

I threw the door closed. All the emotions and memories were coming back. I leaned with the back against the door and burried my face in my hands. Memories of the time when Zayn and I had been in a relationship came back to my mind. Zayn had always been there for me, in good times and in bad. I remembered us laughing and joking on the porch. His cute laugh was unforgettable. The way he bit his tongue whenever he laughed was simply the cutest. Tears formed in my eyes and started and shortly after, tears fell down my cheeks like a waterfall.

It was that moment, Harry came out of the kitchen. He stepped closer and the confusion was written all over his face when he noticed that I was crying.

"Who was that?", he frowned.

"Nobody", I answered. I looked up and quickly wiped my tears away.

Harry frowned even more.

"Nobody wouldn't make you cry", he stated and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I'm going to open the door now"