Zayn Veronica: Best of Both Worlds

Zayn POV

"Perrie, it's not what it looks like!" I pleaded. I might have looked incriminating at the moment because I was lying in bed naked. There was anger in her eyes, a wrath I'd never seen before. "Zayn, I trusted you! How could you lie to me... a-about something THIS big?" She asked above a whisper. Boiling anger turned into tears and she broke down on the floor crying. I didn't know what to do because I didn't expect this to happen. I thought I was careful enough not to get caught

*6 months ago*

My phone buzzed on the nightstand alerting me that it was time to wake up. It was 5 am and sleeping peacefully beside me was my lovely girlfriend Perrie. I groggily got out of bed and did my morning routine: shower, brush my teeth, eat breakfast. We had a his and hers closet. When we bought our house, she picked out the bigger closet, but that's just what she thinks. I parted the hangers holding my coats to reveal a button. It opened to a shaft that led to my secret hide out. It's not my mancave; in fact, it is the complete opposite. The walls were painted a lilac color and a crystal chandelier hung in the middle of the room. It was like a little boutique considering the amount of clothes that were there. Today I had photoshoot with Victoria's Secret. You might be wondering "What has, male heartthrob, member of boyband One Direction, Zayn Malik have to do with Victoria Secret?" Well, he doesn't. Veronica does.