Touch (Jerrie Fanfiction)

Chapter 66

A/N: Leigh Anne is in Hong Kong right now O.M.F.G.

Imagine I saw her when I was walking down the street and I talked to her, took a picture with her, hug her...

But unfortunately I am at home and I am nowhere near where she is and even though I go out right now she probably had left and go to somewhere else...

So I am gonna sit my sorry ass down and post a new chapter:(

Perrie's POV

476 days ago

"Jade. Do you have to put on the blindfold?" I whined, my body shifting uncomfortably on the car seat.

"Yes. It is a surprise so no.peeking." My lips curved up as she let out a few cute giggles. Aw

"I am not. I can see nothing. How long does it takes to go to the house?" I whimpered

"Not long babe. Just hang on for a bit yeah?" She cooed, my body froze when I felt her small hand slipped into mine despite the warmth radiated from it

"O-Okay"

I murmured and held her soft hand, heart racing at the sweet nickname and the feeling of our hands connected, which I ferociously missed and long for since the day I left the house.

Zayn broke up with me a few weeks ago and I was devastated. Although I never loved him, I did see him as a really close friend so I would never expect he would cut me off over the phone, just like that, considering we have been 'dating' for years. But that's not what shattered me the most, it's the fact that I realized how dumb I was to ruin my precious friendship with Jade for a man like him, and yet my feeling for her never go away but grew stronger everything single day we were apart...so what's the point of leaving her for someone else in the first place?

I am so fucking stupid

The girls had been really supportive, Jade particularly, despite how badly I had been acting towards her. I remembered the moment when I told them the news, I was immediately being wrapped in her arms, quickly followed by Jesy and Leigh Anne, Jade was the one crying the hardest, even harder than me, like she was the one suffering. I was sobbing too, a small part being the happiness of finally being so close to her once again, but the main reason was the immense guilt of her still being so caring when I was being such a bitch to her.

She even allowed me to move back to the old flat when she knew I had no place to stay after the split, but I had to refuse her no matter how desperately I wanted to move in with her...I would be the biggest asshole if I still took advantage of her generosity after what I had done just because she let me. I would never forget the look on her face when I told her no, I had to look away and left the room immediately as one more glance at her would completely smashed my heart.

And that's not the first time I saw that face, I saw it when I told her I wanted to move out and lived with Zayn, when she stood at my door in silence watching me packing my bags, when I said one last goodbye to her before opening the front door and stepped out of the house that had been our home for almost two years...the look that spoke disappointment and sorrow, even she quickly put on her best fake smile and pretended she was delighted, I knew she wasn't. She is too selfless to allow me to do all that just because I told her that's what I want...

I can't let her do me any favors anymore...I can't. How selfish could I be?

I was hesitant at first when she told me she knew a house for me, but she emphasized it's actually Danielle who found that and she didn't do anything, I agreed to let her take me to the house when she pulled out those puppy dog eyes I could never resist to. I told myself this is the last time, the very last time I would owe her, then I am going to rely on myself, and myself only.