Perrie Sent Me

What the Hell Did Just Happen?!

On the side you have Leigh-Ann. 

I stayed there, staring at him as a freaky fan until he noticed me. He stretched in his seat and got himself comfortable in the chair where he had been for at least thirty minutes. I felt guilty for making him wait. But it took me forever to gather the courage to get out of my apartment, and then I decided to walk and prolong this meeting. But eventually it had to come along; I could not avoid it anymore.

I took a deep breath and got the courage to walk to him. I suddenly felt incredibly self-conscious, looking around to see if there were no policemen around to arrest me and send me to jail if they saw me walking up to a celebrity and tried to talk to him. They probably would think I was a crazy fan and would try to kidnap him. But luckily, the streets were policemen free.

No jail today!

Yey me!

As I walked up to him –which appeared to be quite slow motioned, if I may say so- I wondered if this is what I should be doing. I had no work today so there was nothing I was missing out on, but I should be hanging out and having fun with friends at the movies, or staying in and watching some old movie with popcorn and ice cream and cookies and everything else that was edible. But no, here I was breaking up with a pop star on my day off. I needed to choose my friends a bit wiser. If not, this could become my new hobbie.

And I knew this was a mistake, that Perrie would come to her senses and want Zayn back. But I was not taking part in getting them back together, oh hell no. She already owed me the entire universe for this; I was not doing anything else for her. She could not afford it either.

Finally, after what felt forever, I was in front of him. I was so nervous that my hands were sweating heavily and my knees threatened to fail at any minute. I prayed not to faint. I could not have that now and I knew that he had dealt with fainting fans before so I wanted to spare him of it. I gulped and tried to say something, but nothing came out, Jesus, I did not even open my mouth! He smiled at me, leaving me breathless. I took in how gorgeous this young man actually was. And with the two-days-beard he was even more irresistible.

He kept on searching anyway, trying to look behind me, apparently. If he only knew he had to wait no more.

“Hi.” He finally said after a moment of silence from both of us. I must have been making such a fool of myself. But I had no idea of what to do; I could not bring myself to speak.

“Hi,” I said shyly. Yup, I was totally making a fool of myself. Way to go, Kelly.

“Can I help you?” he asked, giving me a quite commercial smile, if I may say so.

“Umm…I need to talk with you,” I mumbled.

“Oh, I’m waiting for someone babe,” he excused himself politely.

“Oh, I know, it’s me.” I said, sighing and smiling relieved that things were going so smoothly.

“Oh, I’m flattered but no thank you.”

“No, I mean it.” I said while frowning. What did he mean by that?

“Yeah, I know you do.”

“Zayn I-”

He cut me off by speaking. “I can give you an autograph if you want.”

“Uh…yeah but no, it’s not what I want.” I said confused and he looked at me as if he was wondering if I was normal.

“I know what you want, but I can’t give it to you. You’ll soon find a boy who will love you and appreciate you for what you are.” He said handing me his autograph in a napkin while giving me a reassuring smile. I grabbed the autograph hesitantly, not really understanding what was going on. Why was he saying those things and giving me an autograph? I just wanted to talk to him about Perrie…

“Uh…” I mumbled. Not sure of what to say next.

“I have to make a phone call.” He said and arose from the table. He moved away a bit looking for privacy or probably scared by me, I looked quite stalkerish, actually. He was still searching for Perrie, I suppose, all around. He took a glance at the table where he was just seconds before and where I still was. I finally realized he was not going to pay attention to me so I slowly walked away, totally confused. And kind of humiliated. He really thought I would throw myself at him like that?! I have dignity! I am a grown up woman! I am a young lady! I know how to flirt. If I ever flirted with him, it would totally not be like that! I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down from the humiliation I had just been through and walked away, cursing Perrie in my mind.

I nodded as I crossed the street and got into the subway station. I quickly stepped into the subway and sat down. I went all the way home playing the whole scene in my mind again. What the heck had just happened?! How did I even get Perrie to get me into this? I was so dumb and easy to convince. I should be embarrassed of myself.

Anyway, what would have happened if I had actually got the chance to talk to him?

Break up with him for Perrie?

That was what I was supposed to do. But my plans were others, I wanted to talk with him about Perrie, maybe they could fix whatever problem they had. I was going to help him come up with a plan or something. But he did not give me the opportunity. He just shut me out, humiliating me along the way.

I rested my head on the subway chair and sighed heavily, getting ready to explain everything to Perrie and hoped she would not make me do this again. I was quite sure that if Zayn saw me again he would ask for a restriction order. And the thought of lesbians touching my boobs was not nice or intriguing. It creeped the hell out of me to be honest.

Poor Kelly, look what she has to go through. What did you think of the chapter?