Tattooed Heart || zayn malik + perrie edwards

five

[5]
p e r r i e e d w a r d s
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"It's not even that bad."

"Not that bad? Perrie, our hotel just kicked us out." Harry huffs, putting his suitcase in the trunk of the car.

"It's not like you guys don't have anywhere to go." I huff, crossing my arms over my chest as Niall and Liam put their suitcases in the trunk as well.

"We don't. Hotels around here have to be reserved ahead of time." He huffs, walking over to the passenger's side of the car.

"Well, you and they boys can just stay with the girls and I until we move. Okay?"

I watch as he nods before I get into my car. "Liam and Niall, I heard you two talking to Harry. Something about wanting me to pick your girlfriends up?" I question, buckling myself in.

"Yeah, we wanted to know if you'll take us to pick up our girlfriends." Niall stated, buckling himself in as well.

"I'll take you guys to pick them up. Not a problem. It'll be an hour or two before we reach the airport."

"Thank you, Perrie."

I nod before glancing over at Harry. "So, how'd you guys get kicked out of the hotel anyways?"

"Well, the manager said that there was too many paparazzi and fans around the building, causing the people that were already there to be worried." Harry told me.

"Yeah, and he said a lot of them were complaining. So the man get gave us an hour to pack up our things." Niall continued the story.

"After we packed, we decided to have Harry call you and ask if you could pick us up." Liam says.

"Oh, okay. Well, Zayn and Louis are in a car with Jade. They should be a few cars behind us, but they are going straight to the house." I tell them.

"Thanks for letting us stay with you guys." Liam thanks me and I grin.

"It's no problem at all. I'll talk with the girls about it when we get to the house after the airport."

"I'm sure they'll be fine with it though." I continued, stopping the car at the red light.

I turn the radio up slightly, just to make the silence in the car not so awkward.

Letting out a huff, I press down on the pedal to make the car move once again and go down the lane that leads to the freeway.

I hate driving in traffic, I don't mind being the passenger when in traffic. Being the driver and in traffic makes me slightly nervous, but it's nothing I can't handle.

It gets frustrating though when people drive too slow or drive too fast. Sometimes I just want to kick someone in the leg when they cut me off so quickly, almost causing an accident.

But, of course I can't do that.