Little Me [Zerrie]

19

perrie

Des laughs at my declaration of love for Zayn. "You love him? We men cannot love you stupid women. Especially not Sluts like you."

"I..." I begin but his words sting. My heart urges me to continue on and try to  defend myself against his bullshit. "I'm not a Slut!"

"Oh, I beg to differ, darling." he looks as if he may start laughing again. "We men are all strong, stronger than weak women like you."

I hear someone yell, "Jade!" and I look to see my sister running into the center of the scene.

Des doesn't look the least bit intimidated but he really should be. He has no clue how vicious Jade Thirlwall can be. "Oh, Jade, it's so lovely for you to join our gathering."

No, it's not lovely at all.

"We women are not weak. It is men like you who make us misinterpret the meaning and make us feel weak." she bravely argues.

"Is that so?"

"It damn well is." she fiercely confirms.

Des turns his attention to his son who started all this with him. "Hear that, son? Your little Slut says we men make the women feel weak!"

"Yes," Master Styles' voice is low. "I heard."

"Jade is bloody childish to interpret that, am I correct?" he pushes.

Master Styles clenches his jaw. "Yes...she is."

"So, Edwards, are you going to move?" Des asks and not even for a moment do I consider moving. I shake my head slowly and he raises his gun once more. "Any last words, Bastards?"

I close my eyes and grip Zayn's thigh. I feel ragid, intense breaths come from his nose and they tickle my neck. I wait for the gunshot and I hear it, but don't feel it. I open my eyes to see Des Styles drop to the ground in pain.

Master Styles runs to over to Zayn and I run to Jade. "Jade--" I begin to say but she has other things on her mind than apologies and sisterly hugs.

"No time, we have to get out of here!" Jade exclaims right when Master Styles and Zayn run over to us in a hurry.

"Let's go!" Master Styles says to us and we run behind him to his vehicle.

"Get them!" I hear Des order and I run faster while squeezing Zayn's hand.

A gun shot is fired and Jade trips to the ground. "Jade!" I cry along with the curly-haired man.

She grips her leg but stifles, "It's...fine."

In quick motions, Master Styles tosses his keys to Zayn and picks Jade up in his arms. "You drive." Zayn nods and we pile into the car, me next to Zayn with Jade and Master Styles in the back.

A bullet hits the window and breaks it as we speed down the road. There are men running after our car but they are foolish for even thinking they could catch up.

"What the f*ck happening back there?" his voice booms from the back seat.

"Des found out about Perrie and I from that f*cking snitch, Niall," Zayn tells them. That's the first time he's ever called me Perrie, I do believe.

"He...he almost--" I stutter.

"Yes, and you almost got yourself killed!" Zayn shouts at me and I flinch but he doesn't see that since his eyes are focused on the road. "What the f*ck were you thinking, Perrie?!"