Chapter 42

Perrie POV

“Zaaaayyyynnnnn,” I complain from Zayn’s bedroom.

“What Perrie?” Zayn asks walking out of the bathroom with a towel round his waist.

“I’m boooooored,” I tell him, still in a whining voice that I know he hates.

“And why is that, Perrie?” Zayn asks, talking to me like a teacher.

“Because all we ever do is sit around and be lazy all day,” I say, throwing a pillow at him.

“What are you talking about? I’ve only been back a few days,” Zayn tells me, throwing the pillow back.

He was right, he had been in America for the last 3 weeks touring. It’s weird because whenever he came back I actually had less fun. Not in a bad way, just when I’m with the girls we do loads of fun and adventurous things and I just lounge around with Zayn. That can be fun as well though.

“So what do you wanna do?” Zayn asks as he slips on some clothes.

“Well you’ll have to get changed out of those,” I tell him, pointing at his tracksuit bottom that he has just slipped on.

“Oh, if you say so,” he says, quickly whipping of his bottoms.

“Oh no. Not like that, Zayn. Jeez,” I say, realizing that what I said may have got his hopes up. “I mean that you can’t wear trackies because I want to go out somewhere.”

“Oh,” Zayn says, looking dejected, “So what are we gonna do then?”

“I dunno, we could go to a theme park,” I suggest.

“No. I don’t like rollercoasters,” Zayn says, rejecting my first idea.

“Aren’t you riding the rollercoaster that is life?”

“What are you doing stalking my twitter? Nerd,” Zayn says and collapses onto the bed to lay his head onto my lap.

“You’re annoying,” I say and stroke a piece of hair out of his face, “So what do you want to do?”

“Umm… well we could go see our families,” Zayn suggests as I play with his hair.

“What? They live in different places,” I point out.

“Well we can see mine today and yours tomorrow and make a trip out of it,” Zayn says.

“That’s a good idea but I have rehearsals tomorrow,” I remind him, “But we could just see your family.” The rehearsals are for T4 on the Beach and we’ll be playing Wings for the first time ever. I’m nervous but excite because we’ve been working really hard on the album and this is the first anyone is going to hear of it.

“My family are coming down to London for a few weeks so I’ll see them then. How about we call Louis and see what him and Eleanor are doing?” Zayn suggests.

“Ok babe,” I say and pass him his phone from the bedside table.

“Bro!” Zayn says excitedly as Louis answers the phone. “Me and Per were wondering what you and El were up to today. Do you want to do something?” Zayn asks and a pause follows as Louis replies. “Yeah, that sounds good. See you later then,” Zayn says and hangs up the phone.

“So?” I ask as I put Zayn’s phone back on the bedside table.

“We’re going shopping,” Zayn says as he gets up from the bed.

“Is that a good idea? Don’t you need security or something?” I ask, realizing that perhaps Zayn would be even more recognizable if he was with one of the boys.

“No. Everyone’s at school so we’ll be fine,” Zayn says and takes my hand to pull me out of bed.

-

“Perrie! Zayn!” Louis shouts as Zayn and I walk into starbucks where we were told to meet Eleanor and Louis.

“Hi,” I say as we all greet each other with hugs.

“We’ve got you both a drink if that’s ok,” Louis says as me and Zayn sit down at the little table.

“Thanks man,” Zayn says as he grabs his drink.

“So you’re doing T4 tomorrow right?” Louis asks as I drink my hot chocolate.

“Yeah. I’m we’re doing our single for the first time,” I tell them. I start to get nervous every time I think of performing it. We haven’t really performed in front of an audience since the X Factor live tour and that was ages ago and I didn’t perform for most of it because of my injury.

“Wow. That’s exciting. Have you heard it yet Zayn?” Eleanor asks Zayn.

“Yeah she played it for me a few weeks ago. It’s really good,” Zayn says and squeezes my leg reassuringly.

“Were you guys super nervous when you performed your first single?” I ask.

“Well ours was a bit different because we did it on Red or Black so we were in a studio, not at a festival. I guess it was nerve wracking. Harry is always the worst affected by nerves though,” Louis explains.

I turn my attention to Zayn and ask, “More affected than you?” I know how bad he is with nerves. He was a wreck on X Factor when the boys performed.

Zayn nods and changes the conversation by asking, “So what shops are we going to? Is there a game plan?”

“Well,” Louis says, looking at Eleanor, “There is really good tattoo place here and I kind of want a tattoo. I’ve got a really good idea for one.”

“Wait, isn’t this your first tattoo?” Zayn asks.

“Sure is.”

“Oh my god. I wanna come, I wanna come,” Zayn says frantically and excitedly.

“Yes! I want you there. You’ve had one before so you’ll understand the pain and Eleanor wont. She’ll just laugh at me,” Louis says, turning to smile at Eleanor to let her know that he is joking.

“I don’t understand the pain? I’m a girl. Trust me, I understand the pain,” Eleanor says.

“Eww I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know,” Louis says, “Don’t start this period talk.”

-

As we make our way into the tattoo parlor I clutch onto Zayn’s hand. I don’t have a problem with people with tattoos and I actually really like them. But most of the people in are covered head to two in tattoos and have piercings all over their faces as well and it is a little scary.

“You ok baby?” Zayn asks, noticing my scared face.

“Yeah, that’s a lot of piercings,” I whisper while looking at a girl covered in piercings and tattoos and even tattoos on her face.

“Please don’t ever do that,” Zayn says, worried that I was pointing out her piercings because I admired them.

“And what if I do?” I play along jokingly.

“I think I’ll have nightmares every night. You definitely won’t be sleeping in my bed or my house,” Zayn says and I prod him in the stomach.

While Louis tells the tattoo artist what tattoo he wants, I ask Zayn, “Are you getting one?”

“Well what do you think? Do you like them?” Zayn asks but I can already tell he’ll get one regardless.

“I love them. Just don’t get anything stupid,” I tell him.

“Like a microphone?” Zayn asks, referring to the tattoo of a microphone on his arm.

“Ha, yep. Like a microphone,” I say and Zayn walks me over to Louis.

“Lou, I’m getting one as well. What do you think?” Zayn says, asking Louis for advice.

“Why don’t you get the comic book one we were talking about the other day?” Louis suggests.

“What’s that?” I ask.

“Umm… We can’t tell you. It’s top secret,” Zayn says, confusing me. Noticing the concerned look on my face, he says, “Don’t worry. It’s nothing bad.”

“Perrie lets go shopping if they refuse to tell us,” Eleanor says, shooting a dirty look at Louis.

“Lets go,” I say and grab Eleanor’s hand to leave the tattoo parlor in a joking strut.

Before we get out the exit, Zayn says, “Wait! Who will hold my hand?”

“Louis can,” I say before walking out the tattoo parlor giggling with Eleanor.

-

“Let me see, let me see,” I say, jumping up and down as me and Eleanor arrive back at the tattoo parlor after shopping.

“Ok, ok,” Zayn says and holds out his arm. I grip it to see the tattoo.

“Ouch, Perrie. Be careful,” Zayn says, withdrawing my clutch from his arm.

“Zap?” I ask, questioning the tattoo. “Is that a joke? Why would you get ‘zap’?”

“Do you not like it?” he asks with a worried look on his face, obviously he’s quite proud of it.

“It looks good and everything but I don’t really understand it,” I admit.

“It’s just something me and Louis made up. You’ll think it’s weird and he’ll be angry if I told you,” Zayn says and I turn to Louis.

“What did you get?” I ask Louis.

“I chickened out. I don’t wanna get it now. Watching Zayn cry made me scared,” Louis says, chuckling at Zayn.

“I did not cry!” Zayn protests.

“Sure you didn’t,” Louis teases while Zayn scowls. “Anyway do you guys wanna come back to mine and eat or something?”

“What do you think Per?” Zayn asks me.

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

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