Chapter 25

2 months later

Perrie POV

“Jade! Can we order a pizza please?” I shout up the stairs. Jade is up there with her new boyfriend, Sam. She hasn’t told Harry but I don’t think she really wants to. Harry has been pictured with a different girl every week while he’s been in America and at the start she was upset but now she’s moved along.

“You can. We’re not hungry,” she shouts from her room.

I get the Dominos delivery menu out and start dialing the number. “Hello?” I say, “Yes I’d like some chicken strippers and a pepperoni pizza please.”

“Ok, that’ll be about 45 minutes,” the pizza delivery guy says.

After I’ve hung up the phone I get comfortable on the sofa and turn on the TV. I check my phone and see a few texts from Zayn.

‘Babe, got lots to tell you. Call me tonight? :)’

‘Hellooo? U gonna call or wat? Xx’

‘I’m going to work now. Call l8r if you want. x’

This was the trouble with him being in America, we always missed each others time zones. I know we’re not back together but he misses his family and I guess I’m good to talk to. I find his number and call him but it goes straight to voicemail, he must be working. I text him: ‘I called. your phone must be off, call me whenever. I’ll be up. X’

As I flick through the channels I see that Friends is on so I lie on the sofa, watching Friends, waiting for the pizza to arrive. After about half an hour there is a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it Pez,” Jade says as she walks to the door and opens it.

“I think it’s my pizza,” I tell her as I get up from the sofa.

“Um… no it’s not,” Jade says and I turn the corner to see Zayn standing there with his hair all messy.

“Hi there,” I say, surprised to see him.

“I’ll go back upstairs,” Jade says and leaves Zayn standing in the door way.

“Hi,” Zayn says, rubbing his arms as it is cold outside.

“Why aren’t you in America?” I ask him as I signal for him to come inside.

“We’re back,” he says as he steps into the warm house.

“Forever?” I ask, shutting the front door.

“For two weeks.”

“When did you get back?” I ask.

“Like half an hour ago.".

“What ya doing here?” I ask but not rudely.

“Hanging out with you,” he says, “Unless you’re too busy.”

“I’m not,” I say and there is a knock at the door so I open it.

“Thank you,” I say as I pay the deliveryman and take my delivery in the house.

“You want any?” I ask Zayn as he follows me into the lounge.

“Nah, I’ve eaten on the plane.”

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“So is this supposed to be the date?” I ask as I clear away my now empty pizza box.

“Could be. Do you wanna go to the cinema?” Zayn asks, putting his glass down next to the sink.

“It’s a bit late isn’t it?”

“It’s 9 o’clock Perrie. Come on!” he says, picking up his coat.

“Ok but let me go put more make up on,” I say walking past Zayn.

“Don’t be stupid Perrie. You look fine,” he says, grabbing my arm as I pass him.

“Ok ok,” I give in, “Let’s go then.” I grab my coat off the coat hook and put my shoes on before following Zayn out of the house and into the car.

“What d’you wanna see then?” I ask Zayn as we start driving.

“Well the Avengers film looks good,” Zayn says as he roles down his window and gets a cigarette out. “But what do you wanna see?” he asks.

“Yeh Avengers sounds good. That Chris Hemsworth guy is hot,” I say, leaning my head on the window.

“Eh? What?” Zayn says in a jokingly jealous voice. I chuckle, looking out the window. “He wont fancy you anyway,” Zayn teases.

“Well we’ll see about that,” I say, teasing him back.

“I’d rather not see.”

“Ooooo getting a bit jealous are we?” I ask.

“No, Perrie,” Zayn says, getting defensive.

“I’ve never seen you jealous before.”

Zayn mumbles and shrugs as we pull into the car park of the cinema and get out of the car.

“You still wanna see Avengers?” I ask.

“Yep. I’m not jealous. I’m not worried,” Zayn says smiling cheekily. He grabs my hand as we make our way into the cinema. As we buy our tickets there are a few people who recognize us, one took a picture but none of them came and spoke to us, they just stood their gawping, probably at Zayn. We got our tickets and popcorn and made our way to the seats in the movie theatre.

As the adverts roll Zayn puts his arm around my shoulders. “Really?” I ask, jokingly, “You’re gonna do that. Are we in a teenage movie?”

“What?”

“You’re doing ‘the move’,” I tell him.

“Excuse me?”

“You know… ‘the move’. You put your arm around a girl in the cinema so she’ll lean on you and hug you when it gets scary,” I tell him.

“Oh. I didn’t mean for it to be cheesy,” he says, removing his arm.

“No you can keep it there,” I tell him and pull his arm back around my shoulder.

The movie starts and I lean obviously lean onto Zayn. The first few times that Chris Hemsworth comes on the screen Zayn covers my eyes but after I playfully shove him he leaves me alone.

-

“So, that was fun,” I say as we leave the cinema, with Zayn’s fingers intertwined with mine.

“It was?” he asks, “I thought it was boring.”

“I did to,” I admit.

After we get back in the car and start driving, Zayn says, “Maybe we should be public?”

“What?” I say as he catches me by surprise.

“You know. Not hide our relationship,” he suggests.

“You haven’t re-asked me out yet,” I remind him.

“Yeah but I know you’ll say yes so I’m skipping that part,” Zayn jokes.

“Cocky.”

“You know I’m not wrong. You can’t get enough,” he says playfully.

“Zayn!” I say, shoving his arm. “What do you mean not hide?” I ask.

“Like telling the fans.”

“How? I thought you said they’d hate me?” I say.

“They can’t hate you. They don’t know you,” he reassures me, “Maybe we could tweet like a hint or something. I just think if we lie and they find out they’ll be more angry.”

“I don’t want some celebrity relationship Zayn.”

“Neither do I. We’ll still be the same, we just wont be hiding. We wont go crazy being shut in a house all day and we can go out more together.”

“If you want to then I am happy to,” I say, smiling at him. As we stop at traffic lights he leans over to kiss me.

“I love you,” he says as he averts his eyes back on the road. I get out my phone and go onto twitter. I see that a few people have tweeted saying they saw us at the cinema.

‘@PerrieLittleMix: Just went to see avengers assemble and it was #boring. Good night though xD @zaynmalik’

When I’ve sent my tweet I hear Zayn’s phone make a noise. “That’s me,” I tell him, referring to the noise.

“Huh? Why are you texting me when I’m here?” he asks.

“I wasn’t. I tweeted you,” I say and cover my mouth, pretending to be in shock.

“Interesting,” Zayn says as we pull up outside my house. He gets his phone out and the next thing I know my phone is vibrating. I see:

‘@zaynmalik: @PerrieLittleMix yeah tonight was fun lets do it again sometime ;) x x’

But then I see:

‘@PerrieLittleMix get the fuck away! dont you dare split up this band’

‘@PerrieLittleMix fuck back off to invisible land.’

‘@PerrieLittleMix u realy are a massive slut!’

‘@PerrieLittleMix leave him alone you whore. Go away or I’ll kill you!’

“Oh god,” I say as tears start to fall down my face.

“What are you looking at?” Zayn says snatching my phone and scrolling down through all the hateful comments. “Please stop crying Perrie, please,” he begs as he strokes my hair.

“Sorry. I’m just stupid,” I say, wiping the fallen tears from my cheeks.

“Look Perrie. They have loads of nice ones,” Zayn says showing me the phone.

‘@PerrieLittleMix @zaynmalik TOO CUTE’

‘@PerrieLittleMix aw! Oh my god I love you two soooo much!’

‘@PerrieLittleMix yay!!! So happy!!! Hope you make him happy :D’

“I told you this was going to happen,” he reminds me, “But it doesn’t matter. They don’t know you or us.”

“I know, I know. I just didn’t expect it so quickly,” I tell him.

“It’ll die down. Just don’t look for a few days. I promise it’ll be fine. I love you,” Zayn says, stroking my hair again.

“Ok. I love you too, lets go inside.”

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