Be Mine ~ Zerrie ~

Chapter 19

Zayn's POV.

Damn. Perrie is so... frustrating. I just want to protect her, and help her, but no, she won't accept a little bit advice. I mean, I know I shouldn't have said she was inexperienced, because she's right, I don't know anything from her past, I only know what happened when I was there, but she could at least listen to me. Or tell me what happened, why she wasn't' okay, because it was obviously she wasn't. And now she's mad at me.

'Zayn, honey, do you want some tea?' Anne, Harry's mum asks me. Harry looks at me with a sorry face, but I can see he tries to fight back a chuckle. I like Harry's mum, she's very sweet and calls everyone honey, sweety, you know what I mean. My mum never does that. Maybe because she's never home and I almost never see her. And she's just a hard women, I guess. I'm not used to the word honey, but I don't let it show to his mum.

'No, thank you.' I say. She raises an eyebrow.

'I'm not so thirsty.' I explain.

'Oh, that's okay.' she says.

'Mum, Zayn and I are going upstairs.' Harry announces to his mother.

'Oh, alright. Maybe I don't see you anymore, Zayn, because I'm going to the mall and I'll be late home. So bye!!' she chirps and I smile from the inside. She's just a dream mum.

'Bye Anne.' I say and Harry and I go upstairs.

When we're at his room, I sit down on a chair and he lays across his couch.

'Dude, there's something wrong with you.' he suddenly says.

'Well, thanks.' I say sarcastically.

'No, I mean... You know what I mean.' he sighs.

'I know. It's about her...' I sigh.

'Her?' he interrupts.

'Yeah, Perrie.' I say annoyed.

'Oh.' he says, 'What's with her?'

'She's... We had a fight today...'

'About what?' he interrupts again.

'I asked her if she was okay, after I ask her about... some subject... and she said she was, but it was clear on her face she wasn't and I said she needed to stop lying to me. After that she kept denying it the whole time and then I said I was just worried. And when I said she was inexperienced, what I shouldn't have said, she got so angry and then walked away. Since then we didn't talk.' I say as fast as possible.

I hate talking to other people about my problems and stuff, but I know Harry, and I know he isn't going to give up when I don't answer.

'Well, that sucks.' he says. He isn't really helping, 'You really fucked up by being mad at her.' he adds.

'She was lying to me!!' I defend. He can't possibly choose Perrie's side.

'I think she didn't.' he says, 'She just said she was okay, because she didn't want you to be worried. Or she didn't want to bother you with her problems.'

'But that I'm worried is a good thing right. That I care about her. And I don't mind listening to her problems.' I say.

If Harry's right, which could be the true, Perrie didn't want me to worry about her, or bother me. That's rubbish, because I wouldn't mind if she talked with me about what makes her sad. Even if she'd talk for hours, I'd still be listening.

'You should tell her that.' Harry says.

'When?' I ask, 'She probably doesn't want to see me right now.' I tell him.