I wish

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Jade's always been the nerdy kid of the school. She wasn't bullied, no, but no one knew her name and no one really cared about her. There was this girl, Jade thought she was the prettiest girl in the whole world, and since she couldn't speak her feelings, she decided to write them down on a diary instead.

Dear Diary,

there are no words, no words to explain how I feel about her. Everytime she walks past me, down the hall, I can't help but stare at her. Her blonde hair that I would like to touch, her blue eyes that I always get lost in, her pink heart-shaped lips that I could kiss all day. Even her sense of fashion amazes me, her flowery tops, shorts and flower crowns which fit her body perfectly, like a second skin, showing her perfect curves. Her smile brings me joy everytime I see it, even though it's not directed to me, I can still feel sparks in my belly. She doesn't know me though, she doesn't notice me at all, I'm kinda the nerdy girl of the school that no one notices, while she's the popular girl, dating the hottest boy of the whole school, Zayn Malik. Oh... How I hate him. Let me tell you, he's the typical popular boy that plays football and bullies every poor soul. He's so mean, he tries to look all badass with these tattos and costantly smoking cigarettes, but he's just a jerk. Honestly, I think Perrie deserves someone better. She should be trated like a princess, instead Zayn treats her like a piece of trash at the side of the street, and he only thinks about her when he needs a quick shag but Perrie doesn't notice because maybe she's too in love with him. What would I do to be the one Perrie loves.... Oh you don't even know. It's all for now, I gotta do my homeworks.

Jade xx

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Dear Diary,

here I am again, filling the blank pages of this diary with words. Words that I don't have the courage to speak, because I would just be making a fool of myself. Today, I was sitting on my normal seat in the science class, doing my work, when suddendly, Leigh, one of Perrie's friends, tapped my shoulder and gave me a paper, telling me to pass it to Perrie. I hesitated at first, but after seeing the small glare in Leigh's face I took the paper, turning around. I tapped her shoulder with shaky hands, and she looked up at me, her blue eyes making contact with mine. I got lost in those wonderful blue pools that are her eyes, but got snapped out of my daydream as she shook her hand in front of my face.

"Are you ok?" she asked. Her tone was so... caring, it warmed my heart.

"T-that's from L-leigh." I handed her the paper, face palming myself for stuttering in front of her. But honestly, who wouldn't stutter in front of their crush?

"Thanks, but that's not what I asked, I asked if you were ok." she took the paper but kept her eyes focused on me. I felt my cheeks go warm under her gaze, praying every god up here that the blush on my cheeks wasn't too visible.

"Y-yeah, I'm o-ok." I smiled slightly and she smiled back, nodding.

After that, we didn't talk, she just walked out of the room with her friend, without looking at me or anything. Not that I was expecting her to..of course, but It would've been nice. She's just so flawless, every little thing she does amazes me, from the way she plays with her curls, pulling them around her finger, to the way she throws her head back when she laughs. Why would someone like her notice someone like me? I'm just Jade Thirlwall, the nobody of the school, the loser, the nerd and she's Perrie, the popular girl with the pretty blonde hair and charming smile. Oh, how I wish she was mine, and I was hers.

Jade xx

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Physical education, the worst subject ever. It's not that I don't like sport, don't get me wrong, but I hate chaning myself in front of my classmates, even though we're all girls, they all have perfect bodies, with big boobs and fit abs and then there's me. Yeah I have abs too, but the rest of my body looks like the body of a 10 year old, I have no boobs, no curves at all. That's why I always wait 30 minutes before changing so I'm alone in the rooms.

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