Romance

Annabelle, Ella and Abbi have been best friends since reception. They've done everything together from sleepovers to concerts. What happens when the 18 year olds go to a One Direction concert? Will they all be heartbroken? Or will they all be happy in love? Find out about heartaches, betrayals and more. <- I know it doesn't sound good but please read, like and favourite it:) I also love feedback!

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Perrie's P.O.V ~
She's prettier than me. She's smarter than me. She's funnier than me. She's got everything I want. The life, the man, the family. Her life - she can go out and buy everything she wants. I heard her father bought her and Zayn a mansion in Australia. Zayn just bought one here. London, Los Angeles and Melbourne. Lucky. Her man - Zayn was my last boyfriend but then I cheated on him and we went our separate ways. I shouldn't of done it. I've regretted it ever since. Her family - she has a loving family. Even though her mum has died and she's left with her dad and step-mum, they seem really nice in the papers. I've heard she's also good at singing but hasn't done anything about it. I don't know if she can sing but apparently can.

"Hi!" I say and hug her.

"Hello" she replies.

"Annabelle right?" I ask.

"Yeah! And you're Perrie! I love your music with the other girls" she says.

"Thank you!" I say, "I just wanted to say, happy birthday and congratulations on the engagement!"

"Thank you!" She says and I look at the ring.

"I must get back to the girls but I would like to wish you and Zayn the best for the future" I say before I turn.

"Thank you, you too" she says and I walk away. A tear escapes my eye and I walk out the door to the driver.

"Hotel please" I say and drive off.

Annabelle's P.O.V ~
That was weird. She comes up to me and wishes me the best for the future. She's really nice though. I hope she's not upset about Zayn moving on. Speaking of the devil, he's coming my way with a drink. "Hi!" I speak against his lips.

"Hey!" He says and makes it more passionate. I kissed back.

"I love you" I say pulling away.

"I love you too!" He says enthusiastically, "I mean it."

"I know you do" I say. He gives me the 'Sex On The Beach' and smiles. "This was my drink when I first met you."

"I know" he says. How?

"How?" I ask.

"I heard you asking for them and then that waiter took them over to you and that's why I hate the waiter. He got in the way of our eye contact." He says.

"Haha! I remember that! I thought you were a stalker who stalked people and then when I spoke to you, I loved you instantly but I did love you before the day because I am a directioner!" I realise I've been rambling when he kisses me to shut me up. I smile and kiss back.

"You're drunk!" He says. I take another sip.

"I'm not!" I screech.

"You are! You're slurring your words." He points out.

"I'm not!" I shout a little too loudly. Everyone close turns to us. I grab his hand and walk towards the toilets. We stop at the dead end in the toilet corridor where no one can hear us. "I'm not drunk!" I say again.

"You are" he says.

"If I am, you got a problem?" I ask.

"Sort of" he says.

"Well, if you have a problem then maybe I'll go else where" I say and storm out the corridor and into the raving club. I hear him calling my name but I start running. I run out of the club and onto the empty street. I take off my heels and carry them. I start walking down the street. I see a little bar and walk in.

"What can I get you?" He asks.

"A vodka shot please?" I ask. He walks off and gets it. He brings it over and I pull out my money but he shoves it back my way.

"On the house" he says.

"Thank you" I say and neck back the shot. It burns the back of my throat but I like it. "Please can I have another?" I ask. He gets another lined up and again, on the house. I take it and it burns my throat again.

"Aren't you Annabelle Gates, daughter of Bill Gates and fiancé of Zayn Malik?" The bartender asks.

"Yes" I answer.

"I saw you turn up to the Brits. You look amazing. Was that your brother?" He asks.

"Yes, he flew in from Australia to see me on my 21st" I saw.

"Yeah, happy birthday" the bartender, Jamie, says.

"Thank you" I reply.

"Shouldn't you be at the after party?" He asks.

"Yeah but me and Zayn had a row, I ran out and here I am. Talking to you" I say and look deep into my drink. Jamie is quite hot. He looks like Louis but obviously it's not. He looks really hot. What am I saying? I'm taken.

"What we're you rowing about?" Jamie asks.

"Where I was drunk, so I asked 'is it a problem if I am' and he said 'sort of' so I stormed out" I admit. I think I should go before I do anything I'll regret. "I think I should go' I say.

"If you must." He waves towards the door. I stand up from my barstool and fall straight to the floor, face first. Ow! Jamie jumps over the bar and helps me up with his muscly arms. I look into his eyes and he leans in but I duck out of the way.

"What are you doing?" I ask in despair and stepping out of him grasp.

"I thought you wanted this." He says.

"I'm an engaged women!" I shout while grabbing my purse. I run out the door and run. I just keep running up and down streets. I run into a Marriott hotel reception. I don't feel like facing Zayn tonight so I'll leave him to brew until tomorrow. I walk over to the reception and ask for a room. They know who I am and they give me the biggest suite they have. I thank them after paying and then head into the bar. I sit on a bar stool and the woman comes over and takes my order. I order my G & T and look at my phone. It's 22:47 and I have: 7 missed calls from Zayn, 5 missed calls from dad, 3 from Abbi, 3 from Ella, 3 from Niall, 4 from Louis, 4 from Harry, 2 from Ashlee, 5 from Reiss, 1 from Antonia and 3 from Liam. 40 in total. I have 23 texts asking where I am. I stuff my phone in my hand purse and put my arms crossed on the bar and rest my head on them.

I hear the sound of a glass being put in front of me. "Thank you" I say to the woman.

"You're welcome Miss. Gates" she says.

"Can I talk to you? I have no one to talk to and I want to let my feelings out" I ask. She comes round to the stool next to me and looks my way.

"I'm all ears" she says.

"We were happy this morning. All loving and happy. We arrived at the Brits and my brother was there. I had a couple of drinks and they both, Zayn and Will, told me off for drinking to much. So after the awards, we went to the after party. I had a few more drinks and then Zayn and I had a row about me being drunk so I asked him 'is it a problem if I am' and he said 'sort of' so I stormed out and went to a small bar. I had a few drinks, me and the bartender talked, and I fell off my stool, he came to pick me up and he leaned in for a kiss. I shouted at him and ran out. I ran and ran and ran, so here I am." I say.

"Wow!" That's a lot to get off your chest" she exclaims.

"I know" I say.

"I think you should go to bed and sleep on it" she says. I'm pretty tired after running all that way. I just noticed, I left my shoes at the bar! My favourite shoes! My baby Jimmy Choo's. I get up and hug the woman.

"Thank you" I say.

"That's what I'm here for." she replies.

I run to the lobby and run into the lift before it closes. I press floor 11 where my room is. The lift zooms up and I'm now here. I step out and I'm greeted by one door straight in front of me. I open the door and step inside. It's massive but I just go straight to the bedroom. I undress and fall asleep instantly.
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