Jade sat down on the couch, waiting for a certain blonde to arrive- to join her on the couch. Few moments later, a little boy with blonde hair and blue eyes was running towards her, a picture in hand. He was so cheerful just like his mom. He showed Jade the photo and her heart instantly warmed as the memories coming back to her.
"Where did you get this, babe?" She asked, taking the photo in her hands.
"Somewhere. Just tell me about this girl right here." He pointed at the blonde girl that was with Jade in the picture. They looked very young. Jade smiled and gestured her son to sit beside her, ruffling his blonde hair afterwards.
"Okay, tell me what you want to know."
"Pretty much everything about that picture! Wait, tell me, mum. She's your first love right? I can sense it here. Where is she right now? She looks very familiar to me." He frowned, his eyes looked like he was deep in thought. Jade chuckled at his obliviousness.
"She's my true love." Jade stated, her eyes slightly watered as she was so overwhelmed by the memories flashing before her eyes.
Whereas Jade told her love story to her son on Christmas Eve.
At this late hour Perrie Edwards stumbled through the streets of London. She was not herself a long time ago. Daughter of a billionaire yet so poor soul. She slipped away from the party her reckless body was attending every night. Hopeless tries, one after another, to forget what ripped off the left side of her chest and rooted out her heart.
They were all the same. They were leaving.
Life of pleasures. Alcohol. Money. Drugs. Sex.
Perrie never found the point in it but what felt like her seventh shot and only the first pill in this cold night, her dazed mind suddenly decided to take a walk in the park to freshen up; to feel something at least.
And oh, she felt...
Lovesick
(adj.) in love, or missing the person one loves, so much that one is unable to act normally
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