Jerrie Every Really Random Ideas and Edits

Fashion to Make Her Weak

Holding her phone up to take photos of the models sashaying on the floor, she showed off the face on her phone cover. Everyone thought how sweet it was because they knew that he was far away from her yet she held him in her hand by having his face imprinted on her phone case. That was what everyone should suppose and think.

But to her, it was a cover they did not want to blow.

"Almost done here." she typed on her phone and hit send. The reply was quick.

"Need me to pick you up?"

"No, I'll walk over to the coffee shop?"

"You sure you want to manage alone?"

"Of course. Can't risk them paps following us and asking 10k questions."

"Alright then. See you in a bit. Take care my love."

A small smile crept upon her face as she read the latest reply. She thought she was very lucky and can't think why she deserved those words of care that made butterflies flutter in her stomach. How did she get lucky again?

She went her way out the building, her sheer skirt trailing behind her, as much as the paps were following her with flashes and questions, which she received with deaf ears. Sometimes it annoyed her that these people just won't leave her alone. Much more now that she was on her way to something they should never pry at.

Without stops, only a few pauses when she had to gather up her skirt around her legs so the wind does not blow it off her almost exposed bum and groin. She somehow regretted wearing this skirt on this windy evening, but when she remembered the main reason for wearing it, she sighed. It would be worth it, she thought.

Walking around the corner, she felt the paps have abandoned following her tracks. A bit of peace, at last. Sometimes, her status was just not so fun as it would have been. All because of the picture and gossip hungry media.

A coffee shop was right around the corner and she walked towards it, knowing that someone has been waiting there.

The chimes tinked sweetly as the door opened and right before her, she saw blonde hair atop a smiling face. And that smile, with the dimples just made her heart flutter. How she missed that cute face all night.

"Hey Babe." the blonde stood from the couch and took her hand. "How was it?"

The brunette smiled up at the blue eyes. "Was fun. But would have been more if you were there." she pouted cutely.

Soft lips pecked the pout away. "I'm sorry Baba. I had to meet Alex, so we don't blow it."

"Hmph" Jade pouted again. "So you like him now."

The blonde chuckled. "Nope. While we were together, you were occupying my mind. And I actually could not wait for this moment."

Jade hmmed.

"Okay. But you have to wait again until we get home." She grinned devilishly.

Perrie led her to their parked car at the back.

"You wish." she smirked and pushed the smaller girl in the back seat, then climbed after, closing the door behind her Their driver was still on his coffee and she decided it was actually a good thing. Both for the driver and for the two of them.

Now, Jade was on her back, lying on the backseat. Was she uncomfortable now? Hell, yes, inside out. But did she hate Perrie for pushing her in there? Definitely not. She had been waiting for this. She bit down on her lip when Perrie climbed into the backseat on her.

"With that outfit, you know, it's so hard to wait." Perrie growled, her ocean blue eyes now a shade darker.

"Then, don't." Jade whispered, before her lips were captured by her favorite candy, another set of lips that twitched and moved along hers.