Friendship, Love or Nothing ➸ j.t

xix

~ Perrie ~

I grabbed Jade's hand and began to run, through the huge church doors and outside. Where the paps were waiting. I swore under my breath and tried to block Jade from the blinding cameras.

But it was too late.

The cameras started flashing and the paps yelling questions. I barged through them, Jade hot on my heels. I got to the street and without thinking, threw myself into the waiting limo, that was supposed to take Zayn and I to the wedding reception after we got married.

Which will be never.

I frantically told the driver to drive to my house as Jade settled in the back, trying to catch her breath.

"Perrie?" her small voice whispered. I whipped around to see that she was on the verge of tears. I clambered over to her as fast as I could in this giant marshmallow dress and wrapped my arms around her shoulders.

"Jadey, what's wrong?" I asked.

"People will hate me now because I broke you and Zayn up and you'll lose your job and I'm so sorry!" she wailed, breaking down.

"No no no no no, baba! They won't hate you! And I don't care if I lose my job because I have the love of my life right next to me now and I can't be happier," I said, cradling her like a baby and rubbing her back as she cried into my neck. I just let her cry and cuddled her as we drove towards my place. Well, Zayn's place but I had to pick up a few things.

Then suddenly, I got an idea.

"Jadey?" I asked. She lifted her head, sniffing and wiping her eyes.

"Lets run away," I said. She gave me a confused expression.

"Lets just leave and not tell anyone. Pack up and go. Start all fresh and new in a different country. We could dye our hair and get contacts. We could go to Paris and there's a Disneyland there so we could go every day! Whaddya say?" I was getting more and more excited with the idea.

"I don't know, Perrie. You can't just leave your family," Jade said.

"You did," I shot.

Jade looked shocked for a second before replying. "I know but I wasn't permanently staying here."

"Well now you are," I said. "Please Jadey! I know you want to." I nudged her side. By now, we had arrived at Zayn's house and I was waiting for her reply.

"Okay, on two conditions. We tell your mam and my mam were we're going and I can dye my hair blue." Jade grinned. A smile broke out on my face and I grabbed hers, locking my lips onto hers. It felt so good kissing her again. I didn't realise how deprived of her kisses I was.

"I love you," I murmured and jumped out of the car, running into Zayn's house. I ripped the dress off, deciding to leave Zayn a bit of a surprise.

I went upstairs and grabbed all my clothes, changing and stuffing the rest in a bag and leaving.

I was back in the car in record time.

Just as Zayn pulled up behind us. He came to the window and tapped.

"I guess I should talk to him. I owe him that much," I told Jade. I pecked her lips for a good measure and hopped out.

"Yes, honey?" I asked sarcastically.

"Why? Why did you leave me there, looking like an idiot?" Zayn pressed.

"I don't love you, Zayn!" I shouted.

"But we had an agreement!" he shouted back.

"Yeah and I'll lose my job to be with the girl I love!" With every sentence, we were stepping closer, in each others faces.

"Well, I won't let that happen!" Zayn shouted, grabbing my arm.

"I don't care!" I said, fiercely, yanking my arm out of his grip and jumping in the limo.

"Hey! That's my limo!" Zayn shouted, banging on the glass.

"Drive. Now," I said, urgently to the driver. Once we had pulled away from the curb and driving down the street, I sunk into the chair. Jade wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me close.

"Right. Let's go home, pack a few bags, dye our hair, order plane tickets and buy a house. Then let's leave," I said after a few minutes of silence. We arrived at Jade's place and we jumped out, telling the limo driver he can go. We raced inside and Jade instantly hopped on the computer, searching up houses for sale and buying plane tickets. I called my stylist and asked him to come over immediately, and bring hair dye.

About an hour later, we had brought tickets to Paris for later that night, dyed my hair brunette and Jade's blonde. Neither of us look anything like ourselves, especially when Jade puts her blue contacts in and I put my green ones in. We were packed and were searching for a house on the outskirts of Paris. Somewhere where we don't get bothered that much.

Then it was time. We thanked my stylist and packed our bags into his car. He said he would take us to the airport so my car could stay at my house and no one would get suspicious. Well, not for the first couple of days anyway.

It was late and there weren't many people around. And the few that were there were either too tired or too busy to acknowledge who we were.

Jade and I grabbed our bags and thanked my stylist again before he drove off.

We were on our own.