Perrie only sees the good in the world. She appreciates the little things. Like the smell of roasted coffee in the morning. How nice the breeze feels on a hot summer's day. Staying up all night chatting to her friends, and no matter how many times y...
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A/N: Sorry in advance
Jade's POV
I was very much enjoying my Perrie-central dream when I got woken up by footsteps coming from the balcony. Assuming I am being paranoid, I attempt to drift back to sleep but a knock on my window clarifies my suspicion. Reluctantly and anxiously I get up from the cosy four-poster bed and partially open my curtains. Bright blue eyes stare back at me, making me feel a different kind of nervous. I rush off to open the door, as my stomach does flip flops. Perrie marches in without saying a word and takes a seat towards the edge of my bed. I take this opportunity to appreciate her good looks. Her hair is tied up in a bun with a few locks escaping down the side of her face, almost like swirls of buttermilk. She isn't wearing any makeup but that only reinforces the fact that she is naturally beautiful. Did her jeans always fit so perfectly around her insanely curvy body? Was I around this masterpiece this whole time? I am lost in thought until Perrie clicks her tongue impatiently to grasp my attention.
"What's wrong?" I ask, confused by the look of annoyance on her face.
"Congratulations you ruined my plan! I had set the whole scene up yesterday, thinking Luke would assume that I am taken and that I am not interested in marrying him. But now he wants to speak with me in the morning because you insisted he should!" she almost growls.
A scene, it was all a scene Jade... of course, it was. I try my best to not let my facial expression illustrate the disappointment I am feeling.
"Anyways so now I have to go", Perrie says.
"Go where?" I ask.
"I am running away!"
"Perrie don't do that ever!" I yell.
"Shush don't scream. Too bad I am going to run off now. Everything is ready ... I just came to say bye" she says. Perrie's voice turns empathetic towards the end of her sentence, sadness clouding her features. We stare at each other for a few seconds. A strong desire for kissing her takes over me. I can't help but wonder if she feels the overflowing electricity between us, a kind that motions our skin to inter wine.
