Our Life *A Lesy Story*

Chapter eleven- lovers hold on

But lovers hold on...right?

I hated the fact they were getting married soon. Actually, it kind of made me happy to know the wedding was being delayed until the spring. It made me smile and jump up and down in my head.

Leigh-Anne said she needed to get caught up with more work, and Jesy needed to sort more things out with Norma. I just sat back and listened to what they talked about, waiting for them to give me my clothes back so I could leave.

I now wanted to leave. I was sat on this couch for the past two hours. They both left the room fifteen minutes ago talking about meeting up with Jake and Norma. I didn't care, I just wanted to get the hell away from this luxurious ass house. It made me depressed just looking at how beautiful the place was.

I rest my head in my hand. I was bored. And then finally I hear footsteps come in. I turn my head to see Leigh-Anne. She had her phone in her hand, and she was dressed in different clothes. God she looked good.

"Hey, so your clothes are in the wash right now. As soon as they are out I will give them to you then you can leave okay?" She asked me with a small smile. I wish it was bigger so I can smile at the fact that she smiled at me.

"Okay." I barely say and nod. She stands there for a moment. "Perrie?" She asks out of the blue. I turn my head and she bites her lip looking at the ground. "Yes?" I ask her.

She is hesitant for a minute, "Where do you live? You know so we can take you home." She asks. My body freezes. I mean I know she was being nice and all, but I seriously did not want her taking me home so she could see the side of town I lived in.

The East side was a whole other side of London. A place where Leigh has never been, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't plan on going there. It was like the 'hood' of London. You know, gang bangers, drug dealers, crack heads, strippers...etc;

I bite my lip in return and look at the floor. "I uh I can take a bus. Really you don't have to take me home." I smile. But not a real one. A fake one.

"No, I couldn't let you do that. It's the least we could do...really." She smiles for real and I want to bash her head in for arguing with me. But I want to kiss that smile away and cuddle with her.

"Leigh..you don't have to. Really." I groan and playfully roll my eyes. "And why don't you want me to take you home? Is there something your hiding from me?" She asks me. Her eyes are full of concern and she still stands in the same place.

"N-no, I just prefer to go by myself." I stutter with confidence. She walks towards me and sits next to me. She faces me. "If you are hiding anything from me, then just say something." She looks at me. Her eyes are filled with a worried look and she barely smiles.

She needs to stop smiling at me. Looking at me. Just talking to me. I'm a woman and I can do this by myself. "No I'm not hiding anything from you Leigh." I say. Her smile spreads across her face and she gets up.

"Good," she starts. "Then I'm taking you home, whether you like it or not." She winks at me and goes back upstairs.

Fuck. Me.

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I run a hand through my hair. Why did my fucking mum have to be so complicated? "Why not Thursday?" I asked her for the tenth time. I wanted to meet up with her and Jake so we could finally set this weird stalking bill shit. "Oi Jes! I'm bloody busy. What do you really want from me?" She asks me frustrated.

"Fine. Maybe I will just come see you then." I say angrily and hang up the phone before she can say anything els to me. I run a hand through my hair again. Just great, she doesn't make time for me anymore and she pisses me off.

At times like this I wish my dad was still alive. He would accept me for who I was and I loved him for that outgoing and supportive person he was. I missed him so much. It was a few moments before I felt warm tears prickle down my face.

Why? Just why does my mum have to fuck my life up? Me and Leigh could be rehearsing our wedding right now, but no. We had to postpone our own wedding.

I finally get up from my bed and grab my car keys. I put my boots on, my coat and everything els on. Just as I was about to walk downstairs, Leigh was already walking up them. She smiled at me.

I smile back and she walks one step closer to me. "Where are you going?" She husked in my ear, making me shiver. "M-my mums. She won't meet up with me anytime this week. So I'm going t-to her house." I blush. This woman always made me stutter.

"Don't be late." She whispers and bite my ear. "Stop it." I whisper back in her ear. She gasps and wraps her arms around my waist. "I love you." She said and our foreheads touch. My arms make their way around her neck. This time I was taller than her since I was on  the first step and she was on the second step.

A/N: in this book Leigh-Anne is taller than Jesy.

"I love you so much fucking more." I sigh. I kiss her so slowly and it felt good. I missed her. Her as in Leigh-Anne fucking Pinnock. Did I mention those eyes?

Oh god those dark chocolate eyes..

After we kiss forever, I finally go back downstairs and through the door. But before I do, I see Perrie. I smile at her and say, "Good luck on life." She smiles back with a 'thank you'. "But if I ever ever catch you fucking our relationship up again, it's your arse yeah?" I warn her.

Her eyes get soft, and she nods eagerly. She knows not to fuck with Jesy Nelson. "Okay good." I say and leave without another word.

Am I mean or do I just love taking advantage of scary little people?

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A/N: the next chapter is pretty depressing so...be alarmed peeps!