Tattooed Heart || zayn malik + perrie edwards

seventeen

[17]
p e r r i e  e d w a r d s
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I pout as I slip off my heels and set them by the foot of my bed. Tonight was a bust for me, I should have just ordered pizza and watched Netflix.

Making my way to the bathroom, I just slip off all my clothes as I walk, deciding to pick it all up later.

At least the girls are having fun, I hope.

I turn on the shower before I wash my makeup off my face and brush my teeth to remove the stench of the drink I had.

I haven't seen Harry or Zayn since I've come home, maybe they're sleeping. I step into the shower and sigh.

I just stand under the shower head, letting my thoughts consume me before sobs rack through my body.

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Food, I need food!

My stomach wouldn't stop growling so, I had to come into the kitchen to find something to eat.

Good thing I went grocery shopping.

Walking past the living room, I see Zayn and Harry talking about something while watch some show on tv.

Deciding to leave them be, I continue my short journey to the kitchen, even though it feels like forever before I reach it.

I pull out a box of popcorn, think if I should make some or not...nah.

I put the box back and sigh, going straight to the freezer for ice cream.

Chocolate or vanilla?

Vanilla or chocolate?

What about strawberry?

Why are there so many ice cream flavors in here?! Wait, I bought them all...never mind.

I just grab the small container of chocolate ice cream and a spoon before making my way out of the kitchen, ready to go back into my room and watch American Dad on Netflix.

"Perrie?" I glance at the living room,
but keep walking. I don't want to talk to anyone for a while, not even the girls.

I just want to eat ice cream, watch Netflix, and cry myself to sleep.

"Perrie?" I hear Harry's voice become closer and before I know it, I feel him grabbing my arm, causing me to face him.

"Hi Harry." I spoke quietly, not looking at him.

"Perrie, where are the girls?"

"Out."

Good, he doesn't know about the break up thing, he'd flip...probably not.

"Where?"

"I don't know Harry, can't you just leave me alone?" I snap, why doesn't he just call one of them?

He has their numbers. I snatch my arm away from his slightly strong grip and walk back to my room.

Sighing, I get into my bed, not planning to leave it any time soon. I press play on my wii that I only use for Netflix.

The rest of my night is filled with eating, Netflix, crying before I eventually pass out.