Trapped ღ j.t

Ch. 16 Vacation, Take Two

{ P E R R I E }

After dinner, we drove to the concert. I sat next to Jade in the van, her arm around me, tracing shapes on my shoulder. Every so often, I'd lean in and give her a quick kiss on the cheek, causing the two girls in the back to groan every time.

"So, Perrie, I think that as a reward for helping out in this whole thing, that you should start wearing outfits like that more often," Jesy teased. Jade's arm tensed around me and she let out a low growl.

"Not funny," she hissed. I blushed and giggled.

"I was thinking of not wearing anything for a while . . ." I replied, smirking as their eyes got wide. They slowly nodded. I cracked up.

"Girls! Urgh! I'm uncomfortable now," I mumbled. They laughed.

After much more banter at my expense, we arrived at the concert. There was already a crowd forming. We got rushed inside before any fans could attack us. Unfortunately for me, a girl managed to dig her nail through the back of my dress, tearing a hole. I gave her a Look, but she just smirked. I ran inside, muttering curses under my breath.

"What's wrong, love?" Jade asked. I turned and showed her the rip. She chuckled and I glared at her.

"I've been resisting the urge to do that myself, to be honest," she said. I blushed.

"You're not help. I'm gonna go find Alexis." I'm already walking away, but she catches up to me.

"Sorry, love. I'm only teasing. I'll get you a new one." She runs a hand through her hair. I pecked her cheek.

"Nah, it's okay. I didn't like it anyways," I say. She whines.

"But I did! I still do!" she pouts. I shrug, walking into my separate dressing room. I don't know why but Annecka said I should have my own dressing room. Maybe it's because of Jade and I . . .

"Wait," she says. I turn around, bumping into her. My breath hitches a bit. She stretches her neck up and kisses me, gently.

"I'll see you in a few," I say against her lips. She frowns.

"I'm gonna miss my girlfriend," she whispers. My brain goes fuzzy at the sound of my new title. I smile and kiss her again.

"I'll go see if I can find another dress like this one, okay?" I say, wanting to see her smile. Her face breaks into a grin, and she turns my shoulders around and shoves me into the room.

"Hurry back!" she calls. I smile to myself and close the door behind me. I hear someone clear their throat behind me. I whirl to see a girl standing there, maybe in her mid twenties. She had brown hair but into an angled bob, and warm brown eyes. She smiled at me.

"I'm Aimee, your stylist. I'm basically to you what Alexis and Adam is to the other girls," she introduced. I smiled back, shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Perrie. Sorry you had to see that. We're kind of a new couple," I explain sheepishly. She grins.

"It's cool; Annecka called and told me everything. You're one lucky bitch," she jokes. I laugh, knowing we're going to be great friends.

"Now," she says, clapping her hands, "what's the problem with your dress?" she asks. I notice her shoes are off and in the corner. I kick mine off while explaining what happened.

"A fan wanted a piece of it, apparently. Now I've got a hole in the back," I sighed.

"Well, I can fix that, but not in time for the concert," she said.

"So what should I do for now?" I asked her. She smiled and led me to a small suitcase in the corner.

"Don't worry, I got your back." She opened it, revealing a brand new outfit, complete with jewellery and shoes. I throw my arms around her neck, jumping up and down.