Alerrie: Nobody Like You

6

Alex

"Great training session, lads." Our manager announces after our training. I walk with the lads to our dressing room to get our stuff. "We're heading out to the festival later, you want to come?" Jordan asks me. I think about it for a while. I really just want to hang in my room but then I remembered that Little Mix was performing. It's been ages since I saw her perform and I used to love it when she was on stage. "Yeah, sure." I say.

I make my way back to our room, and see that Perrie wasn't there anymore. She probably went to prepare with the girls for their performance tonight. I walk over to the bed and lie down for a while, my tired legs giving up. I close my eyes for a bit, turning to my side. I smile to myself as I inhale the the scent of her lavender shampoo left on her pillow, mixed with the vanilla fragrance of her lotion. I bury my face on it and whiffed a subtle scent of her English pear perfume. She still uses the same ones.

"Hmm, what should I get?" Perrie says to herself as she examines the variety of shampoos displayed on the shelves. I walk over to her and stand behind her, looking through the shampoos as well. "What do you usually use?" I ask, my eyes scanning the plenty of options. "Well, my hair's not really picky with shampoo so I just switch here and there."She says.

My eyes land on the particular shampoo that I saw on her dresser last time. I pick it up and flip the lid open, inhaling the aromatic smell of lavender and lemon. "I like this one." I say. "Really?" I nod my head and sniff it once more. "Your hair smelled like this when I first met you and on a lot of our dates. I like this smell." I say. She looks up at me, grinning. "This one it is." She says, taking one from the shelf and placing it on the cart.

She looks up at me and smiles. "What?" I ask, smiling at her. "You cheesy, little thing." She says, pulling me in for a brief kiss. I chuckle and shake my head as we head our way to the next aisle. I take two jars of nutella and a few packs of chips and place them inside the cart. I knew she was crazy about those things so I make sure I'm well stocked. "You know me too well." She says, giggling. "Of course." I say, draping an arm over her shoulders.

I pull her closer and the scent of her perfume races up to my nose. "I really do like your perfume." I say. She giggles and intertwines our fingers. "I know. That's why I don't change it. " She says. "But it better be true that it smells good because you know I can't smell to save my life." She adds, making me laugh. "Don't worry, you always smell great." I say, kissing the top of her head.

My eyes shoot open when I hear my phone ring. Ready to go?, the text from Jordan says. I reply with a short yes and had a quick shower and changed my clothes. I met with them at the lobby and went in our car service. We arrived at the venue and it was packed with so many people. So many mixers, to be specific. Security guides us to our area and a lot of mixers were calling for my name and asking for a picture. It's nice to know they still know me and that they don't want me dead.

We were situated at the very front of the stage, giving us a clear view of all the performances. By the time it was dark, the iconic Little Mix intro begins, making everyone burst out in cheers and chants. I anticipate their entrance---her entrance if I was to be completely honest. The girls come out one by one and then lastly, she strode her way in. With the fierce look on her eyes, the drive in her to perform.

I couldn't help but smile the whole performance. I was looking right at her the entire time, studying her every move. I feel a pang of pride whenever she effortlessly hits those impossible high notes and when everyone chants her name, my hands start to hurt from clapping. I stare at her, her smile, her voice, the way she moves. It's all just perfect. I didn't realize 'til now how much I've missed seeing her perform.