Zerrie~(Zerrie 1)

Chapter 15

Perrie’s POV

  

We pull up out the front of the hotel only to be swarmed by more paparazzi and about 30 screaming teenage girls. It must have leaked that we were coming here. Zayn and I are rushed quickly into the hotel lobby to get away from the screams. One of the ladies at the front desk meets us at the door with our room key and a little pamphlet about the hotel.

“Here is your room key. It is room 4825 on the 16th floor.” She hands us the key. We only just have time to say thank you before being ushered to our room.

The hotel had 20 floor so we were pretty high up. We got into the elevator and Zayn pressed the number 16. One of our body guard got into the same elevator whilst the other were getting our bags on the trolleys.

“This hotel is fancy.” I comment. The lobby had gold and white lacy looking walls and most of the furniture was gold and black leather. There were roses everywhere, in vases.

“Mmm.” I hear Zayn agree. The elevator makes a ding and the door slide open. We have reached to 16th floor.

“What room again?” I ask our bodyguard. He was a really buff man with a dark complexion and he had a deep voice.

“Room 4825.” He told us.

Zayn and I walk hand in hand down the hallway trying to find our room. 4820, 4823, 4824, 4825. Here is is. Zayn pulls the key from his pocket and unlocks the door. It isn’t actually a key it is a card the you swipe in the door and then it magically unlocks.

Our bodyguards holds the door open whilst we walk in. We walk straight into a living room. It has the same fancy furniture as in the lobby accept with a real french touch to it. There is a set of double doors to my right, so I go a head and open them, It leads onto a big balcony with the view of the eiffel tower. Oh, and I can see the Arch de Triumph. So beautiful.

“What a great view.” I hear Zayn sigh behind me as he wraps his arms around my waist.

“Yeah it is isn’t it.” I giggle.

“Why are you talking about yourself?” He smirks.

“I thought you were talking about Paris.” I blush.

“No I was admiring you, but thats good too.” He kisses my cheek, then we walk back inside. On the other side of the room is another set of double door that lead to a massive bedroom with an ensuite. The bed frame is gold with white sheets and quilt cover.

The ensuite is also really cool. I hear a knock on the door and with in seconds our suitcases are being brought.

“Sorry it took forever. The girls outside are going crazy. I hope you enjoy your stay.” Says the bell hop in a thick french accent.

“Merci.” I say. ( A/N It means thank you in french and is pronounced- Mare sea.) He nods once and then leaves with a smile.

“You speak french?” A shocked Zayn says from the couch where he was reading a comic book.

“It isn’t that hard! You can even speak a bit of french.” I say sitting down next to him.

“I can?” He asks in disbelief.

“Were you think the word Fiancé came from?” I ask an obviously dumb founded Zayn.

“Oh yeah.” He replies, finally getting it.

I sigh and shake my head a little. This is why he wanted to be an English teacher not a French teacher. I pick up a magazine as Zayn goes back to his comic book about the Hulk. 

I flick through the pages and come across some really beautiful wedding dresses. I hadn’t really done any planning and i haven’t looked at any dresses but these ones where beautiful. It was a strapless white dress, that was skin tight to the hips then it was a big poofy skirt. There was a cream coloured bow around the top of the ribs, just below the chest. This is why I like france. All the fashion and it is the city of love.

“What did you find?” Zayn asks next to me, peering into the magazine.

“Just some dresses.” I show him the three dress.

“Any of them would be gorgeous on you.” He pecks my lips. I blush at the comment and is causes him to smile.

“So what do you want to do?” He asks. It is only 5pm here because there is only an hours difference, Paris is an hour ahead.

“I don’t know. We should go out for dinner. Unless you tired?” I ask, I’m kind of tired but if we only have like 3 days her I want to enjoy is.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll just call our bodyguard. He is staying just down the hall.” He explains getting his phone from his pocket. I get off the couch and wall over to the suitcase while Zayn talks to our bodyguard. I think his name is Jeff.

I pick out a nice white coat, because I’m already in casual but fancy clothes. I put on the coat and grab Zayn’s leather jacket for him. I hang it over the back of the couch then check my phone. I have 5 text messages. 1 from Jade. 1 from Management. 2 from Jonnie and 1 from Jesy. 

I open the Jonnie’s and they say. 

“Hey Pezz, checking in. Mum is getting worried.”

“You haven’t called, for ages. Mum is freaking out.”

I reply with:
“Sorry. Thanks for checking. Just in Paris at the moment with Zayn. Tell mum not to worry.”

Almost instantly I get a text back.

“Oh, Have fun. Not to much fun, we don’t need twins ;)”

It causes me to laugh a little, because obviously he knew I was pregnant but the only people who knew I was having twins were Zayn, Little Mix and One Direction. I opened the text from Jesy next:

“Hey Perrie, I’m bored. Anyway have fun :)”

I didn’t reply but it make me laugh. I opened Jade’s next, saving management for last:

“Hey Pezz, management wants me to make sure you got there message.”

“Yeah I got it, but I haven’t opened it yet.” I reply. I open management’s text now:

“Perrie, make sure Zayn gets this two but we have made a three more mash ups of Little Mix and One Direction songs. There is four in total and will go onto an album called Little Direction. The songs are Rock My DNA, Story of my Move, Change you Kiss and Right Now, You and Little Me are Good Enough.”

( A/N Songs used:

Rock My DNA - Rock me and DNA

Story of my Move- Story of my life and Move

Change your Kiss- Change your Life and Kiss You

Right Now, You and Little Me are Good Enough- Right Now, You and I, Little Me and Good Enough.)

“Alright, I’ll let Zayn know.” I text back. Zayn comes back in from the balcony holding his phone.

“Jeff, will be here soon, then we can go.” He tells me picking up his leather jacket.

“Oh, Management called and they created 3 more mash ups.” I explain the songs and that they are going onto an album called Little Direction.

“Awesome. Just means more time at the studio with you.” He smiles kissing my cheek. I blush and then Jeff walks in.

“Come on, love birds.” He laughs a little shooing us out the door.

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A/N

Finally in Paris. Next chapter will be sight seeing and Disneyland, so the next chapter might be a big one. Hope you enjoyed this one though. I put up a picture of the dress she was looking at on the side, but with her face on the person. xx

Erin xx

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