Tattooed Heart || zayn malik + perrie edwards

twenty-four

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j a d e t h i r l w a l l
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I laugh as Perrie cracks another terrible joke, causing me to throw her popcorn at me.

Zayn continues to drive us around through the empty streets, they should be busy though. It's almost six in the morning.

Perrie watches as Zayn yawns again before poling his cheek. "If you're that tired, we could always go back to the house."

"I know."

"Then why aren't we going?" I ask him.

"Because I don't want to." He sasses, causing Perrie to shove is arm a bit.

Zayn smiles at Perrie, causing her to smile back. "I'm just going to take a nap. Wake me up when you decide to drive us home."

"Okay."

p e r r i e e d w a r d s

It went quiet since Jade decided to take a nap while Zayn continues to drive us around.

I look out the window, watching things past us. "You know, I wish I could go back to LA."

"Why?"

"Because I just don't want to be back out here right now." I tell him, sighing.

Leaning my head back, I look over at Zayn lazily, watching him being relaxed while driving.

"Why is that?"

"I've grown up here my whole life. I haven't even seen Anne yet. She was the one that wanted me back out here."

"Well she was on the phone with Harry at the studio the other day. I have no idea what they talked about though. But Harry did mention your name a few times."

"That's nice."  I don't care to know what Harry said about me or what he talked about with his mum.

Zayn parks the car next to a side walk. "A park?"

"Yeah, I don't want to go back to your place yet."

I nod and open the car door, stepping into the chilly weather. Zayn follows behind me, he gets into my seat, making sure to take the car keys with him.

He didn't get out on the driver's side, because if he did then the heater would have turned off. We don't want Jade to freeze.

"Swings!" I yell like a little kid, running towards them. I sit on the first swing my hands touch.

I see Zayn smile as he makes his way over to me. "Push me?"

He chuckles and nods before he stands behind me. He starts to push me and I smile happily.

It's quiet between the two of us, but it's a comfortable silence. "Can I ask you a question?"

I place my feet onto the ground, slowing down the swing. Zayn sits into the swing beside me.

I'm glad there are street lights around or we wouldn't be able to see. "Go ahead."

"Do you think you'll ever be truly happy?"

I stare at him completely confused, I am happy. "What do you mean Zayn?"

I start rocking back and forth gently, curious to what Zayn is talking about. "You're not happy."

"I mean, you're not happy about Anne being your mum, or the fact that she made up some excuse for you to come back out here. Nor the fact that Harry has been acting like a dick, along with your recent break up. I mean, you're not happy."

"I can't believe you noticed all that."

I alway expected Zayn to be more observant than others, it's just the vide he gives off. I guess I'm right.

"What you said is true, but I know things will get better. I just need to let the past go and move on."

"I'm willing to help you."