[One week later.]
-What are you doing tomorrow?
-Not much to be honest. I wanted to pop into town but haven't asked my dad if that's alright yet.
-Me, Jesy and Leigh-Anne were thinking about going to the cinema after dinner, if you want to join us.'Perrie you're always on the phone. Can you put it down please?'
-Just a second.
'Dad, can I go to town tomorrow and then to the cinema?'
'With who?'
'Jade and the girls.'
'If you can behave.'
'Promise.'-Jade, my dad said it's alright.
-I can come shopping with you in the afternoon if you want and then go to the cinema.
-Deal! Can't wait to see you, I miss living just two doors away from you!
-Me too P.
-I better put down before my dad changes his mind. See you tomorrow. Love you.'Are you still friend with Jade then?'
'Yeah, of course. We've been friends since pre-school dad. What makes you think we will ever stop being friends?'
'I don't know, I haven't seen her in ages.'
'Well, it's your lucky day, she's coming for dinner tomorrow night.' Perrie smiled when in reality all she wanted to say was that her dad hadn't seen his own daughter in a while before she moved in, let go her friends.
Jane and Caitlin walked in the living room. Jane looked for her phone whilst Caitlin went to sit next to Perrie. 'Pez, can you do my hair?'
'Sure.' Perrie pat her leg, inviting Caitlin to sit on her lap and started to brush her sister's hair before putting it up in two ponytails.
'Can you take me to football again today?'
'Isn't your mum taking you?'
Jane jumped in. 'You can come with us if you want.'
Perrie finished Caitlin's hair and went back to her phone. 'Thanks but I'll pass.'
'Oh, the Chamberlain brothers will be gutted. For sure.' Her dad laughed.
'Not funny, dad. But by the way, I was right. I do know them.'
'How?' Jane sat down waiting for Perrie to get into details.
'Their mum was my ballet teacher when I was little. I swear they even took part in a couple of recitals when we were younger.'
'I didn't know you did ballet sweetheart.' Jane said surprised.
'Just for a couple of years, I was about seven or eight but I really enjoyed it. I loved Mrs. Wendy.'
'How come did you stop then?'
'My mum couldn't afford it anymore and your husband, you know, the one who lives in a mansion, couldn't spare 50 quid a month for my lessons. But you know what my dad thinks about these things.'
Alexander felt personally attacked. 'Hang on, hang on. What are you on about?!'
'Dad, let's face it: you've always said that dancing and singing is a waste of time and you would have never paid for it.'
'I always paid child maintenance, your mum could have used those money if it was so important to you!'
'Yeah, sure. You know, you better not talk about it in front of Jonnie tonight, he wouldn't be as chilled as I am about it.'
Perrie had moved into her dad's house three weeks before, when her mum and her husband moved to New Zealand. Perrie and her brother had moved with their mum and her new husband to different countries before, but now that Perrie was older, she didn't want to leave her friends and her life behind. Her brother Jonnie, who was 19, decided to move in with a couple of friends as him and their dad didn't always see eye to eye.
Perrie's dad had never been very hands on when they were younger and although Perrie was willing to give him a second chance, more because she didn't have any other choice, Jonnie was a lot more sceptical about it.Jonnie arrived at the house in time for dinner. The family sat around the table, with the siblings catching up on each other's lives.
'Jonnie, can you come to my football match on Sunday?'
'Sorry kid, I'm working this Sunday. I didn't even know you played football.'
'She started not long ago, but she's really good, aren't you baby?' Alexander high-fived his daughter.
'Oh, are you know? Are you gonna play for Chelsea soon then?' Jonnie laughed.
'No, I want to play for Liverpool.'
'Why Liverpool?'
'Because my coach likes Liverpool.'
'I see, makes sense.' Jonnie replied sarcastically.
'Perrie can you come to my match? Pretty please!'
Perrie rolled her eyes, knowing she wouldn't be able to get away with saying no to her little sister. 'Of course I will.'
'Christian asked me about you today.'
Perrie almost chocked on her chicken. 'What did he say?'
'Nothing, he said he didn't know I had a sister and I said that I've got a brother as well and then he asked me how old are you but I'm not sure so I said sixteen maybe.'
'You got it right Cait, I am sixteen. Not for long though.' Perrie smiled thinking of her birthday, then suddenly went really serious again. 'Anyway, Jonnie, you know who her coaches are? Alex and Christian Chamberlain, do you remember them?'
'Yeah, sure. Me and Alex went to school together before they moved. We were quite good friends when we were little. Although he doesn't have a really good reputation nowadays. Despite of what dad thinks, I don't really mix with that kind of people.' Jonnie gave his dad a side eye.
'Oh.' Perrie pretended not to be interested but couldn't help but ask. 'And how's that?'
'He gets in trouble quite regularly from what I know. And... he's known for being a bit of a player.' Jonnie looked at Caitlin, letting intend that he couldn't say too much in her presence. ' If you know what I mean.'
'I know what you mean but I don't really care to be fair. Im not interested; I don't even know the guy. He seems really nice to the kids.'
'He might be the best football coach in the world, but I mean it: just stay away from him.'[Hello everyone :) how are you all doing? :)
Second chapter is out! I'm always excited when I start a new book haha I like the thrill of not knowing if people are gonna like it or not lol
In this chapter there's a bit background on Perrie's story and a few warnings against Alex...
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