love (a zerrie fanfic)

Chapter 1

Perrie's pov

The sun shining, the temperature neither hot nor cold, the perfect day to hang out with the most amazing boy in the world, Zayn Malik. We were planning to go shopping in New York City. We spent the night in a beautiful hotel and we were excited for our day out. Zayn is usually hanging out with his band members but today he promised was for me. "Perrie, today is for me and you" he said as we got ready in the morning. I had a nice outfit on, did my hair, and put on some makeup. As I put my lip stick on Zayn walked in. "OH MY GOD!", "WHAT!" I said in a panic, "How beautiful can you get!!!" I blushed and gave him a hug. He smiled and said, "can I have more?" He stuck his bottem lip out then smile his biggest smile, "of course". I wrapped my arms around his neck and softly kissed his lips. "You got a little somethin' there" I said. His lips were pink covered in my lipstick. I licked my thumb and cleaned them off. "Thanks love" he said. I kissed him one last time before I grabbed my purse to leave. He held my hand as we got into the elevator. He looked amazing. I was staring at him and zoned out. "Are you okay love?" He said as I shook out of it "ya it's just..." I trailed off. "What baby?" He said grabbing my hips, "you are perfect and I am so lucky to have you", "I feel the same way" he responded. His lips were on mine as the elevator doors opened. He grabbed my hand, smiling. As we walked towards the door his grip got tighter and tighter. You could hear screams of teenage girls yelling for Zayn. "Are you ok?" I asked him. "Ya but I'm scared" "for what?" I asked "you sing in front of crowds way bigger than this." We slowly walked towards the front door, the screams getting louder every step. "They can be mean," "who?" "The fans, I'm scared they won't treat you how you deserve" "as long as I'm with you i'll feel fine" He smiled and kissed me. We took one step out side and it got louder than anything I've ever experienced outside of a concert. Hundreds of girls flooded the streets trying to catch a glimpse of me and Zayn, yet not all of them. The first thing I heard was a girl yelling, "I hate you Perrie! Zayn is mine so stay away." Zayn squeezed my hand. I ignored that one girl and observed the crowd. Signs scattered the sea of people some cheering for Zayn, but some even for me. Tons of insults were flying from here and there, each one hitting me like a baseball bat, but I managed to stay strong. After Zayn and I signed a few autographs and took some pictures we dove into the limo. I began to tear up. "What's wrong?" Zayn said putting his hand on my cheek. "They said things." I tried to repeat them to him but I got too choked up. I buried my head into his neck and he wrapped his arms around me. "Who cares I will never leave you especially for someone who thinks you don't deserve me. The truth is I don't deserve you." I pulled my head out of his neck, he smiled a cheeky little smile and I couldn't help but smile back. He pecked me on my cheek. He whispered into my ear, "I love you Perrie Edwards", "I love you Zayn Malik" he kissed me one more time and we left the limo.