Jerrie (Oneshots)

Regret (Pt. II of Broken Hearts)

a/n: unedited, excuse the errors but hey i updated! i'm not even going to say i had writer's block as an excuse. *shamefully hides underneath a huge comforter and rolls out of existence.*

warning! angst. (play the song near the end to enter full angst zone)

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Summary: in where Perrie haunts Jade's thoughts.

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She still remembers all of their memories together. 

She also still remembers when it all went downhill, when she decided to pull away and avoided her. It started in the cold months of November, where the snow almost glitters on the ground and makes everything look like a fairy tale. But every fairy tale has an ending, and this one unfortunately, didn't have a good one.

Now, all that Jade can do is regret. It's too late now, she's a continent away and she refuses to appear suddenly after two years. That's enough time to get over you, she argues to herself. She refuses to ruin what life Perrie has made for herself since she left. 

But still, she dreams of her and how it could've have been, and wakes up crying, a sobbing mess all over again, even though this was her fault. She keeps trying to stop herself from imagining how Perrie looks, her blonde hair that falls over her shoulders, her laugh and how they seem to give feeling to the numbness of her cold, cold heart, her eyes—a shade that crossed between blue and silver—almost cold to look at at first, but then you see how they just give off this warmth that appear to engulf her whole, oh, how extremely breath taking they were. Now all of that just reminds Jade what she lost and ran away from, now all that she's left of, are memories.

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Jade was in her flat's kitchen, cooking up a meal for the night for a TV-shows-you-need-to-catch-up-on marathon with Perrie. The blonde insisted that she watch The 100 first since Jade mentioned that she hasn't watched it yet.

("What do you mean you haven't watched it?!"

"...it means I haven't, Pez—Pez, are you alright? Why do you look so shocked? Are you still breathing?"

"I'm—I'm tryin' to—to process that you—"

"Okay, okay, I'll watch it with you if you want, just please start functioning.")

Now she sits on the counter, scrolling through her phone as she sings along to Frank Sinatra's Witchcraft (Jesy always told her she was a bit of an old soul) when her doorbell rang. Jade sighs, and walks to the front door and dramatically opens the door, knowing it was a certain blonde beauty that stood behind it—also because she just received a very demanding text that read 'i'm hereee! open the door!', hence the sigh.

"Finally!" Perrie exclaimed, an excited grin on her face, "you were taking forever."

"I didn't take forever. You just got here." Jade reminded.

Perrie walked in, practically running towards the TV, still giddy, and practically squealed "I don't care, I'm finally gonna show you candle-obsessed Heda and you're gonna worship her like I do and—OOooo, I'm excited!"

"Spoilers."

"But then it kinda gets shit after season 3 tho—"

Jade immediately ran to the blonde and shoved a pillow she grabbed near, up to her mouth, muffling Perrie, ("andhf themn Cloarke—Jadfey I cawnd't bweahtfg") and waited for her to calm down before taking the pillow away from her mouth.