What's the Big Deal? [Zerrie Fan-fiction]

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Perrie's POV

I woke up, seeing the colorful wall and realizing that I am resting my hand into someone's chest.

Wait! What happened? My head hurts. What's going on? Why am I sleeping with him?

Loads of questions are bothering into my mind. I removed my hand out of his chest. All I remembered is when he offered me a drink. When I heard him saying the word 'innocent', I gave in. This is the first time that I got drunk, sleeping with a guy. I don't have any idea about what else happened. I know you know what I am thinking.

I moved out the towel that covered my body. Seriously? A towel? What happened?

I looked at my body and thank God, I'm still wearing my clothes.

"Perrie?" Zayn's morning voice mentioned my name. He is still closing his eyes and I guess he is still... sleeping? But why is he mentioning my name? He's dreaming of me? That would be awful. "Perrie?" For the second time, he mentioned my name again. He moves his hand, searching me and I did everything, not letting him touch me but I ended up falling down the bed.

"Aw!" I said quietly, patting my butt while my head still hurts though. Zayn didn't notice and I can hear him snoring. I stood up straightly, planning to surprise Zayn by making a breakfast for the two of us. I don't know what's going on. I am getting nice to Zayn. It seems like everything happened so fast. Am I doing the right thing? Should I be nice to him? Do I have to trust him? I looked at his face while he is sleeping. I wish I had my phone on my hand so that I can take a video of him and I'm going to upload it, showing the world that he snores when he sleeps. That may sound complicated if I'll do that. People may think that we were hooking up each other.

Speaking of phone, where's my phone? Well. I guess i shouldn't be worry. I know my phone is right here.

I took another glance of Zayn. He looks so cute. He's like the cutest puppy in the whole world. If you'll look at him while he's sleeping, you can say that he can't break a glass. He looks so nice, adorable, lovable...I don't get it! why am I so nice to him? Maybe this is because of the vodka that offered to me? He might presumably put some spell on it by making me nice with him.

I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I saw the eggs and I remembered making scrambled eggs for my brothers and sisters when I was young, but not so young! I miss them so much. I wish I can visit them. Maybe I should visit them before Christmas.

"What's up?" Zayn rested his arm on my shoulder. I didn't even see him coming closer to me.

"What's up?" I met his eyes. He acts strangely. First, we always fight but now, he's being nice to me. Did he really mean that he's going to be my friend? Did he mean that he's going to be nice with me and respect me?

"Well, what are you doing?" He asked.

"Isn't that obvious? I am cooking for our breakfast." I answered, moving my shoulder to remove his arms on me. I was going to ask him about what happened to me last night, but it seems like half of myself doesn't want to know about my stupidity.

"I thought you're gonna be nice to me? You even told me last night that I'm gonna be your friend." He admitted. Did I really say that?

"W-What happened last night?" Curiosity kills the cat. "Why did I end up covering myself with your towel while I'm sleeping? A-And why am I sleeping besides you? A-And w-hy are you shirtless? What else happened?" I hate the last question that I asked to him but I hope he will tell me the truth even if I will hate it or not.

"Well," He started and I can see the smile grows wider and wider on his face. "Well,"

"Zayn! Answer me!" I yelled, annoyed. He's trying to tease me again and I hate it.

"You kissed-..."

"Oh my God!" I stepped backwards, getting away from Zayn. I regret why I drink that vodka. I didn't it will affect so much to me. I didn't know that I will get drunk that easily. I am such a fool. I kissed Zayn. I am such a bad girl I don't know if I can respect myself now, knowing that I am a girl and I am the one who made a fist move to kiss a guy. I don't know what should I do to Zayn. Slap him? Punch him? I don't really know! I am the one who kissed him and I guess that's all my fault. I don't have the rights to blame him, right?

"You kissed the wall!" The room echoed by Zayn's laughter. "You're trying to kiss the wall. You're just over-thinking Perrie! Last night, you said you're going to take a shower but I didn't let you take the shower because you don't have your own clothes to change here. You grabbed the towel on my bedroom and ended sleeping on my bed." He explained.

"W-Why were you sleeping besides me?" I know that, that's a stupid question. It's obvious that he doesn't have any bed but he should try to sleep on the...couch? on the floor? He should respect me.

"Nothing happened to us Perrie!" He shook his head and gave me his serious look. Is he showing me that he is telling the truth?

"Are you telling the...truth?" I asked him, looking deeply into his eyes to see if he is telling the truth.

"Of course, I am! Here's your phone!" He handed me my phone and I looked at it, seeing Cora's message.

'Just have fun, I'll take care of the rest. Be nice to Zayn.'

That's what Cora's message. Today is the day that my music video will be release. She will take care of the rest? She wants me to hang out with Zayn?

"Cora texted me that we should hang out today!" Zayn interrupted me. "Come'on! Let's have breakfast then let's go out after!" He said.

I hope this won't be the worst day of my life.

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