Perrie's POV
When I woke up, I heard the tv. That's odd, i didn't leave my tv open last night. I widened my
eyes, intruder! I quietly got my metal bat from under my bed, I quietly tip toed to the door. I
saw a black beanie, it's a thief! I quickly swayed my bat and hit the thief in the leg, "Ow!" He
yelled, I was about to sway it again but he turned around. "Zayn?" I asked, he was still groaning
in pain. " I'm so sorry!" I gushed. I quickly went to the freezer to get ice, "Here" I handed him
the ice. "Thanks" he mumbled.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, "I came to see if you would want to have breakfast with me" he
groaned. I felt my cheeks blush and butterflies in my stomach, "Sure, I'm gonna get ready" I
mumbled. I changed into my pink shirt and jeans and jacket. "Let's go" I said, zayn snapped his
head to my direction, he looked at me and smirked. "What?" I asked, "That's what you wore on our
first date" he smiled sadly, "Oh, I'll change it if you want to" I mumbled going to my room.
"No it's okay!" He exclaimed suddenly holding my hand, sparks suddenly exploded. I nodded, we went
outside, "Walking?" I asked he nodded. We ended up going to McDonalds, me ordering pancakes and
zayn a big breakfast. We walked home holding hands, how did we ended up holding hands? Zayn's
phone was ringing so he answered. "Hello? Yes, uh huh. I'll be home babe" he said to the phone and
hang up. I quickly retracted my hand from his, why would I think that zayn want me back? He has a
GIRLFRIEND. Of course, boys, they want women like me to feel like I'm a second choice, "What's
wrong?" He asked, I shook my head and continued walking, my pace quickens.
After a few minutes i reached my house first because I was running away from zayn. I was about to
close the door when zayn's hand pushed it. "Perrie! Why did you leave me?!" He referred to our
walk, "I'm always a second choice right? You have a GIRLFRIEND! And how dare you cheat on her?! Oh
that's right! You did it last time! But now, I won't let anyone be hurt because you invited me! So
goodbye jerk!" I shouted, I shut the door with force, tears streaming in my face. Why did I ever
want him back?
"I'll never be that girl again! No oh oh oh! My innocence is wearing thin but my heart is growing
strong! So call me! Call me! Call me! Miss movin' on! Oh oh oh oh! I'm moving on!" I blared the
lyrics of miss movin' on by fifth harmony. I got LSS on it (LSS means last song syndrome).
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Hayran KurguThey 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.