skater boy. // {zerrie au}

six.

It’s been twenty-four hours since I have talked to Zayn and I’m already having second thought about leaving him in the parking lot like that. Maybe I should I talked to him. Plus Jade was right about our problems not being worked out because I have such a big head and refuse to talk to him.

                I picked my phone up and looked through my contacts until I found his name with the small heart next to it. It was never changed since I didn’t have the heart to do it. Praying that his number was still the same, I tapped the call button and hoped that he would be the voice that answered the call. The call tone rang three times before a husky voice picked up.

                “Hello?” His voice still sounded the same over the phone, which caused butterflies to release in my stomach.

                “Zayn, its Perrie.” I breathed out the as if they were the first that I had said in a while. There was a long pause and I heard Zayn take a deep breath in over the phone.

                “Hey, is there a reason that you called or are you just trying to make me feel worse by calling me?” I almost laughed at the fact that he thought that I was calling to bust his balls.

                “No, I actually called because I want to meet up before I leave. Maybe it time to talk about what happened in the past. I can no longer live with the thought that you left me because I meant nothing to you.” The hem of my shirt became very interesting at the moment, pulling me from my thoughts. “So can we meet up tonight like as soon as possible? I need to get this stuff off of my chest.”

                “Yeah can you be ready in fifteen minutes Pez? I’ll come pick you up and we’ll go to the usual spot?” Damn, he’s going to take me to the cliff. He knows that the cliff has a sentimental value to it. “Oh and promise me that you won’t be a bitch tonight. I can’t go through with what I went through last night with you.”

                I actually laughed at this and smirked. “I can’t promise that I’ll freak out, but I will try my hardest Zayn. See you later.” With that I hung up and threw my phone to the end of my bed. I processed how well that conversation went it my head until something came up. What the fuck am I going to wear?

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[Here it is! Perrie is actually going through with the "talk!" How do you guys think its going to go? Sorry this is short and sweet but I'm at work study and I have all the time in the world to update! Well please vote and comment! It makes me happy when I see that you guys are reading! Leave some feedback please! xo]