A/N: the day i stop shoving lesy down your throats is the day i d!e im sorry i dont make the rules
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She should be used to it at this point.
The way she has to stand in between them, the way she has to make sure the media doesn't see shit whenever Jesy isn't with them.
Long story short, Leigh-Anne Pinnock was "Jerrie's" third wheel. So was Jesy, but she refused to have it that way.
"No way, Jes! I looked after them last time, it's your turn!" Leigh complains as she leans on their shared bed inside their hotel room, having to be on tour with the girls is always a dream and she could've shared the room with either Jade or Perrie but...
They won't say, they won't tell, but Leigh and Jesy knew.
The lingering stares, the little smiles, the fleeting touches they share under the table. They were obvious.
Not that they were trying to hide it. They just don't really— say it?
"But Leigh! I had to hear them do it last time!" Jesy complains, furrowing her eyebrows and hoping that the girl would budge when she just stares at her incredulously, narrowing her eyes at her as she huffs, "But—"
It took a lot of pouting and puppy eyes, especially on Jesy's side before the darker skinned girl sighs in defeat, slumping her shoulders as she rolls her eyes, "Fine." She says, throwing Jesy the finger as she takes her purse, "You're lucky you're cute."
Smirking, Jesy leans back on the chair, crossing her arms as she watches the younger girl leave, "Just say you're in love with me and go!"
With a smile of her own, Leigh flips her off yet again, opening the door as she gives her one last look, "In your dreams, Nelson!"
"Oh, I will dream of it."
That was the last thing Leigh-Anne has heard before her smile drops, suddenly realizing what was in store for her as she heads to Jade and Perrie's shared hotel room, lifting her hand to knock when she meets a huff instead of the wooden door.
"Geez, Leigh, watch out." Perrie mumbles, trying a smile that never reaches her eyes, the Barbadian hums, watching her as Jade erupts from behind, in the same state as the blonde.
Both were frowning, although attempting to shrug it off for her, she knew something was wrong.
"Are you two alright?" She asks slowly, not expecting an answer when Jade shakes her head, "We're fine. Just— just argued about the shower... right, Pez?" She mutters, nudging the blonde as she nods, crossing her arms as she holds her little bag, "Yeah."
You see, tonight was supposed to be special. Considering that the smaller Geordie was opening her bar, a business she had started on the side of the band in order to bring some night life back to their hometown.
They were all encouraging her, telling her that it was a great idea since it is and Jade was left with no choice but to happily oblige, buzzing in excitement when she got the news that it was set to open.
"Are you sure you're alright? Do you want me to call Jes—"
"It's fine, Leigh. We're fine." Perrie cuts off, moving closer towards her instead of the brunette as they entered the car, driving to the bar.
The ride was silent, and it was far from comforting but it was so... tense. You could see the way Jade and Perrie avoided to acknowledge or even look at each other, Leigh furrows her eyebrows.
