Love me like you do ||zerrie - Editing

Chapter 5

*after a few weeks*

Perrie's p.o.v

I felt the little rays of sunshine trying to sneak into my room through the opening of the curtains. Oh, it's morning again. I tried to open my eyes, but closed them immediatly, annoyed by the sunlight. What?What did I just say?I love the sun. But I guess I don't love him anymore,The only one I love is Zayn. And he's away from me.

I sighed and got up, careful not to stumble over the little mess of used tissues I had made these past few days. I put my pink slippers and matching jacket on  and made my way to the kitchen.

I poured myself a bowl of milk with cereals and then went to the living room. I switched  the TV on and switched through the channels. I sighed; there was nothing interesting to watch. I switched off the TV and went to my bedroom again. This time I grabbed the chair next to my desk and placed it next to the window. I sat on it and took my bowl into my hands, looking at the amazing view and got lost in my thoughts again.

The girls were doing an interview right now. Why didn't I go? Because 'I'm ill'. That's what they say in every interview. I look like a living mess, and I don't feel like going in any interviews; luckily, modest let me stay in. They can be understanding sometimes. The sad thing is that they said that I will stay in until the 13th of April. And that is in 2 days. They said that if I stay in any more longer, then the media will understand the real reason why I'm in, since they have already seen mine and the girls' interview with One Direction.

Life's unfair. Well , not always , but the most of the time.

If I could see him again, if I could talk to him; sit with him on the bench next to the park that was close to our neighborhood and eat another bag of caramel almonds, and talk to him for hours... Ask him why he left me and why he didn't  want me in his future, and tell him about my own plans for the future like the old times...

"Pezzmania?"The door creaked open and Leigh came in.

 I panicked and let the bowl fall from my hands. In a few seconds the bowl was broken and there were cereals and milk everywhere. The broken pieces of the bowl were also scattered all over the floor. My mouth fell open and I panicked even more. I looked at Leigh; she was surprised by my actions, a little bit shocked.But when she saw me watching her, she smiled warmly and came up to mex careful not to step on the things that I dropped.She hugged me , and then took my hand in hers , dragging me with her out of my bedroom. She is so cute and supportive. I managed a smile at her, and found out that she dragged me to the living room.

"Sit there."She pointed to the sofa.

I obeyed and made myself comfortable on the couch, once again.

"I'm gonna make lunch.The others went shopping."She smiled at me.

She exited the living room, leaving me alone again.I sighed, and grabbed the little blanket tha was lying on the ground next to the sofa to cover myself.

Leigh's p.o.v

I exited the living room and went to my bedroom, to let my things. When I  returned to the living room to check if Perrie was okay, I saw that she was sleeping.I smiled at her sleepy and cuddly  state, and then went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Today we had Perrie's and Jesy's favourite:Lasagna.

I started collecting the ingredients and preparing the food, while thinking about Perrie. These past days her depression seems to take over her. She's always eating, and she has gained some weight, and she also cries all day. And all of this is because of Zayn. I sighed putting the food in the oven, and then grabbed a chair and sat on it.

Suddenly I heard footsteps coming from the living room. Perrie. I got up, and put the chair in its previous place.

See, we have to act a little bit more happy when we are with Perrie. She visited a psygologist once, and that's what he told us to do. We have to be very supportive. She needs it.