That Ghost (Zerrie Ghost Story) *Cancelled*

Chapter 17: Relaxed

(Perrie's P.O.V.)

It's night time and Zayn is sleeping. I'm trying to sleep but I can't. I'm wide awake. I turned to face the window and stare at the moon. There weren't that much stars. But for no reason I see 7 stars making a shape. I stared at it and tried to figure out what it is. Then everything went black.

All I see is white. Where am I?

"Perrie Edwards, I have come to tell you something."

Me: "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know that but I need to tell you that you are running out of time."

Me: "What do you mean running out of time?"

"If you don't find the person who killed then, I'm sorry you will be a ghost forever but this time no one will see you. You will be in a place full of darkness and smoke."

Me: "What! You didn't tell me anything about that."

"Well, because I'm not God. I'm the personal assistant of the good devil."

Me: "Good Devil?"

"Yeah, the brother of the devil."

Me: "Oh, well I'm almost there."

"I know you are, but be careful. Danger will come soon."

Me: "What-"

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I fell down on the ground but I'm not in Zayn's room anymore. I'm outside. I float through the house and walk through Zayn's room. I lay on the couch and close my eyes.

I hear whispers and laughter. I opened my right eye and saw Zayn giddling like a 5-year-old.

Me: "What are you doing?"

Zayn: "Watching funny vines videos."

I checked the time and it is 7:46am.

Me: "Why are you watching it at this time?"

Zayn: "Harry, told me to watch this video. It's a video of my friend Louis."

Me: "Ohh..."

Zayn: "You can go back to sleep."

Me: "Nah, I'm wide awake now."

Zayn: "By the way, what happened to you at 3:00 in the morning?"

Me: "What do you mean?"

Zayn: "I woke up because I heard a sound outside. I checked and you weren't on the couch. You were outside."

Me: "Oh, I was dreaming about something."

Zayn: "What was it about?"

I explained him everything and he told me that we should go to Florida soon.

Zayn made his bed and told me to wait right here, on the couch.

I really didn't know what to do. I curiously walked around his bedroom looking at his family pictures. There were only 6 pictures of his family and some art pictures.

Zayn came into the room with his laptop.

Zayn: "My dad is going on a business trip, so I told him if it was okay to use his private jet and he said it was okay."

Me: "So.... We're going to Florida?"

Zayn: "Yes, we are. But first, I need to get a ticket for the private jet."