It Gets Better// Perrie Edwards

Who Might That Be Missy? (4)

"Ugh" I sighed, as my feet carried me away from my sleeping band mate and the semi-comfy couch, to the downstairs bathroom. I had the same awful sick feeling that I had had since the morning of Graham Norton and no matter how hard I tried there was no way in hell's bells I would be able to avoid throwing up. Crouching down just in time, I flipped open the toilet, that I think Jade had cleaned yesterday, and began throwing up probably everything I had eaten in the last 24 hours, which admittedly, wasn't a lot.

Forever later, which was probably just a few minutes I stopped throwing up and leaned back against the wall, allowing myself to calm down. I breathed heavily and focused on keeping down whatever I had left inside me. Finally, some 10 minutes later, I sighed and stood up, flushing away whatever had been in my stomach, trying to ignore the burning feeling in the back of my throat. I thoroughly washed my hands with the sweet-smelling raspberry and vanilla hand soap, I had excitedly bought with him, when we moved into this place, and exited the room, running a hand through my tousled hair as I did.

I padded over to the kitchen and filled up a cup with water and ice, from the fridge, which I had equally been excited to buy, before making my way back over to the sofa where Jade was still fast asleep.

"J, wake up," I gently shaking her shoulders. She pealed open her eyes and upon seeing this, I chirped "morning"

"Morning P, how are you feeling?" She immediately enquired, her hand reaching up to brush away a strand of my hair, presumably wanting a clearer view.

"Alright I guess, I just threw up again though but I feel much better now!" I explained my face still hovering inches over her's.

"Aww Hun I'm sorry your so ill, I just don't know what the cause of this is, I feel so bad for you," She whispered, her voice still being croaky and gently pushed me off her so she could sit up. I complied and bounced off her, landing next to her on the sofa. She sat up and lifted her hand, to my head, probably to check my temperature, "the strangest thing is you're not hot" she explained, frowning.

"Well you know I never do anything the normal way do I?" I joked, smiling slightly.

"Hmm, I think that if your not better by Friday then we should get you a doctors appointment just to be on the safe side, okay babe?" She suggested leaving me with a un-denying feeling of worry.

"okay, but I promise I'll be better by then, stop worrying babe and just relax we just have to let fate run it's course ok? Now, how about we make some breakfast and chill out today because I need to get better?" I rushed out, trying to get away from the subject. I offered her my hand and pulled her up off the sofa.

We got to making breakfast straight away, Jade brewed the tea and I began with the omlette. My hands shook slightly as i cracked the eggs, the effects of being sick clearly still wearing off. I could feel her eyes on me the entire time, I knew she was worrying. And I was worrying it was going to make her poorly.

"stop staring Jadey, I'm fine I promise," I told her, turning to face her worried expression.

"I-I-I-just-I, uh" she stuttered, running a hand over her face, "you're just so weak and I hate it." She said with a pout, wrapping her arms around herself.

"Me too, but I'll get better Babe, it's just a little bump in the road." I told her, pulling her into a hug.

"I guess," She sighed, returning the hug.

"I need you to worry less okay, you're not doing yourself any good babs." I explained, going to flip the omlette.

"It's hard" She replied, stirring the tea.

"I know, now let's try and forget about this and enjoy dinner." I said, plating up half the omlette for me and half for jade.

"breakfast." she corrected making me laugh.

"breakfast" I confirmed, handing her the plate.

⌚later on⌚

Jade and I were back on the couch, watching telly. Well, I was, Jade was tapping away on her phone, with a cute smile on her face.

"who ya texting cutie?" I asked, nudging her side.

"Oh, just Jed." she explained, catching my attention.

"and who might that me missy?" I questioned, curiously, poking her side again.

"oh my gosh I completely forgot we haven't told you have we?" she asked, sitting up, turning to look at me.

"no, what?" I exclaimed, sitting up too, my elsa blanket falling off me.

"I asked Jes to get Jake to introduce me to one of his friends who he thought would suit me and the girls and I texted him last night and we've been talking ever since." she explained, making me squeal excitedly.

"no way, what's he like? What's his job, tell me all about him?" I said feeling so excited, I could nearly pop!

"He's in a band called the struts, he's got this shaggy long brown hair, but not super long, just right. He's really caring and sweet and I'm probably going on a date with him when he gets back to the UK." She told me, passing me her phone with a picture of this rocker dude on it.

"Omg I can already see you guys as a couple, congrats Jadey!" I enthused, making her laugh.

"Thanks, Pezzie, now we just have to find you on eh?" she said nudging my side.

"ha ha yeah" I sighed, I just couldn't get my mind off Zayn and his bitch, huh, oh I mean girlfriend. I had seen news article after news article on it still and I couldn't get away from it.

"You okay Pet?" she asked, rubbing my side slightly.

"yeah, it's just him you know? I feel like I'll never be able to love again. Like I'm always going to be trapped in this feeling for him" I sighed, trying not to cry.

"Pezzie, I promise you'll learn to love again, I promise you'll forget him soon. I promise, hand on heart, that it gets better Baba, it gets better" she comforted, wrapping me tightly in a hug. At her words my tears fell, she always could calm me and I will always be greatful for her.

"Thank you Jade"

"No problem, it will get better Perrie" she said, as I began to fall asleep, my body shutting down as the emotion took over me.