{CoMpLeTeD} Perrie Edwards, a journalist who decided to never trust men and the first person who knew about it was Zayn Malik, a photographer who started to work with them newly and who gained her total trust and became her first guy friend sinc...
On our seventh day, I woke up lazily and found Zayn laying on the couch. How could I forget, today and tomorrow are free for the both of us. It was already six in the morning and I already knew Zayn would never wake up at such an hour. 'What if we went to a party tonight? As a thank you for what you've done yesterday. I thought you'd like to come. My friends are coming and there will be beer btw ;).' I read Luke's text with a smile as I got in the bathroom and sat into the bath when I dialed Jade, who I kept ignoring her calls for days now. It was already nine PM in London so she answered quickly. Both of us sit in the bath when we talk so we can feel like we're together. Feels weird but that's why we're best friends. We're weird people.
Why can't I get the fact that Zayn and I are over? I only think of this as a small fight or if we're ignoring each other for work? Even after going out with Luke and getting drunk and not talking to Zayn for days, I still want him back. You know you really love someone when you can't hate him even after they broke your heart and that's what had exactly happened. He didn't break my heart, I broke my own by loving him. I should have influenced from my experience and learn to never put my happiness and life between someone's hands because, after all the I love you's and the compliments and the cute shit, they can simply throw your happiness and let it break into pieces and that's exactly what I've done.
"Hey mrs ignoring me." I heard Jade saying from the other line. "Hey." I said my voice cracking. "Your 'hey' doesn't seem fine." Jade guessed before my eyes watered. She is right. She's guessed it right. "Perrie what's wrong?" "Zayn and I broke up." I said as more tears filled my eyes and rolled down my cheeks. I can never help that. Being thrown away so easily isn't that easy to get over. "It was a fight about Adams, I ruined everything. I hate myself more than I've ever been hating myself in my whole life." "Calm down Perrie it'll be alright." "IT will never be alright." I wiped my tears away as I sniffed. "Do you want him back or do you want to get over him?" "I don't know." I cried again. "Listen to me,"
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At four, I looked finally at the dress i brought. Black. Just because that's how Luke's imaginary girlfriend likes. Remember when He asked me for the party? I'm going. I AM READY TO PARTY AND GET DRUNKKKK AGAIN!
I went to the makeup artist and hair stylist and I got out of there at seven, now all I have to do is getting dressed and PARTYYYY. I had my hair straight and my lips red. This night is going to be lit.
I got out of the bathroom as Zayn was on his laptop. I was fixing myself in the mirror for the last time before I grabbed my purse and was ready to go. "Where are you going looking this way?" Zayn asked sitting properly. "Wherever the fuck I want." "No way, I'm coming with you." "Excuse me? I think I'm grown enough to take care of myself." "Do you think that Luke is going to protect you if anything happens to you?" "None of your business." "I am coming." He laced his shoe laces and opened the door and I just rolled my eyes and got out.
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