You're one of the good guys.

"How dare you...!" Amelia shouted.

P.o.v.: Niall Horan

One day there was a knock on the door of the hotel room I shared with Zayn. "I'll go." I said annoyed. "I swear, if this is another girl you fucked, I'll kill you. This has to stop." I said on my way to the door. "I knooow." Zayn answers. I opened the door and I wasn't able to breathe for a moment. There was an incredibly beautiful girl standing in front of me. I stared at her for a whole minute. "Hello, is Zayn there? I want to talk to him over last night, just for a minute." She said. "Uhm yeah, sure, come in." I expected her to be the girl he slept with last night. She walked into the room. "Niall, who is - " Zayn asked but stopped talking as he saw her walking straight up to him. He got up from his bed and took a step back. "Who are you?" He asked. Okay, this is not good.

I walked to her to stop her. "Zayn fucking Malik. YOU ARE THE BIGGEST SON OF A BI*CH FOR DOING WHAT YOU DID LAST NIGHT." She shouted and walked closer to Zayn. Just before she could hit his face with her fists I pulled her back. "Who are you?" He repeated. "I don't even know you!" Zayn seemed to be confused. "I am Amelia. The best friend of Catherine. The girl you fucked last night against her will. Remember?" She asked angrily. "Yes, sure." He answered. "SHE WAS A VIRGIN YOU IDIOT! YOU CAN'T JUST FORCE A GIRL AND FOR SURE NOT A VIRGIN TO SLEEP WITH YOU! YOU ARE - I DON'T EVEN HAVE WORDS FOR YOUR STUPIDNESS." She shouted. I had struggles with holding her back from hitting Zayn. "You did what, Zayn?" I said. If that's true I would love to let the girl who just cares for her friend and who would kill a person for her friend hit his face until he was bleeding. "Calm down, she was unsure about it and I said it will be just fine. And she said okay. She wanted it." Zayn said. "Yeah, because you said she is something special to you and that you will be careful BUT YOU WEREN'T. SHE STILL FEELS THE PAIN. SHE WANTED YOU TO STOP BUT YOU DIDN'T. SHE IS IN MY HOUSE AND CRIES BECAUSE OF THE PAIN AND BECAUSE YOU FUCKING RAPED HER! DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASSED SHE IS?! HOW DOU YOU DARE...!" The girl tried to free herself from my grip while shouting at him. I knew Zayn did some stupid things but I never thought he would rape a girl. That's too much. "Zayn? Did you really rape Catherine?" I asked and pulled the girl a step back from Zayn. I understood she wanted to kill him, but I couldn't let her do this. He was one of my best friends. "I don't know. I - I know that's no excuse but I was drunk. And then I... I... I made a mistake. I am really sorry." He tried to explain. "You're right, Zayn, this isn't an excuse for whatever you did to the girl. God, what did you do exactly?" I said in an angry voice. Now that he said that he really raped a girl I couldn't hold myself back. "I was drunk and met her in a club. I asked her if she wanted to make out and she wanted to even go further. She wanted to have sex. I said it would be fine and that I would take care. I did at first. But when I was close I kind of ignored her. I ignored that she felt pain and just wanted to finish. So I hurried and uhm... yeah. After that she wanted me to leave. So I left her. I got more drunk to forget which mistake I made." Zayn explained. I saw he felt bad for everything and that he was scared of what would happen next. But what he did was awful and I just wanted to get away from him. The girl stared at him with her mouth wide open. "How do you even dare to touch a girl if you are FUCKING DRUNK AS HELL AND IF YOU KNOW SHE IS A VIRGIN! YOU BITCH! NIALL LET ME GO I WANT TO KILL THIS GUY! YOU FUCKING RAPED MY BEST FRIEND! HOW DARE YOU TO STAND THERE JUST SAYING "I AM REALLY SORRY!" THERE IS NO WAY TO EXCUSE THIS!" She shouted at Zayn. He didn't deserve something else. I still just wanted to leave him. "I FUCKING KNOW THAT THERE IS NO EXCUSE! SO TELL ME WHAT SHOULD I DO NOW?" he shouted back, making the girl and also me more angry. "That's enough Zayn. Go get a therapy for your 'I need sex to survive' thing and stop TAKING GIRLS AS YOUR TOYS AND NEVER. Never touch a girl again before you are done with therapy." I said or better shouted. At the end I nearly whispered because I felt like he didn't deserve any tips on how to deal with his problem.

I pulled Amelia out of the room and she started to shout again. She hit my chest and wanted to go back but then she noticed that I was as angry with Zayn as she was. She now hit my chest lighter and not because she wanted me to let her go but because she was desperate. She started to cry. "I don't know how this all could happen. Fuck. And I don't know what to do now." I still held her very close and I kind of forced her to calm down this way. She cried more and stopped hitting me. "I'm so sorry. It isn't your fault, Niall. I didn't want to hit you." She said and because I still hugged her she hugged me back and cried for a while. "You don't have to say sorry. Zayn has to. And me too. I should have let you kill him. I don't know what else he deserves right now." I said. "Why are guys like this? I know not all boys are asses like Zayn but why are there guys who just take girls as their toys. We have feelings." She cried. I felt so sorry for her and her friend. It breaks my heart to see such a beautiful young woman cry. And I had never been in such a situation before so I didn't know what to do either. "I really don't know. I'm so sorry. Amelia, right?" She nodded. "I'm Niall. As you know." She laughed for a short second but continued to cry. "Where is your friend right now?" I asked. "In my house, not far from here. Why?" She asked back. "We should take her to the hospital. If she still feels pain it could be something serious." She looked up and took a step back from me. "Okay, you're right. I should leave and do this as fast as I can. Uhm yeah, sorry for crying and coming here without being allowed to and so on..." I stopped her from saying excuses again. "Like I said, you have no reason to excuse yourself. It's amazing how you fight for your friend. There should be more caring people like you in this world. And also I said WE should take her to the hospital. I'll help you and I won't let Zayn win this fight." I pulled her to the elevator. "You know, he made many mistakes in the last year and now he took it a step too far." I said. "Thank you. You're one of the good guys too." She smiled at me. I smiled back. She still had tears in her eyes but she stopped crying.

I followed her to her house which was five minutes away from our hotel. She opened the door. I immediately heard someone crying silently. "Oh no... not again... she stopped crying as I told her I would search for Zayn to kill him... I would not kill a person but... you know what I mean. Shout at him and so on." She said as we climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She opened the door. "Cathy? I'm back." She said. Catherine was laying on the bed curled up with her back to us. She couldn't see me. "Hey, is the pain getting worse?" Amelia asked. Catherine nodded. "Listen to me, we will take you to the hospital now, okay?" Amelia asked her. "Okay. Wait. WE? Who else is here? Please tell me it isn't Zayn the asshole." "No! He is alone in the Hotel. Niall was there as I tried to hit Zayn and as I shouted at Zayn. He is a good guy, I promise. He can't believe what Zayn did." Amelia explained and smiled at me. "Okay. You're telling me Niall is here. In your house. Right now." Catherine seemed to forget her pain for a second. "Yes. And we will take you to the hospital now. Are you able to walk?" Amelia asked. "I am not even able to turn around to see Niall." She said and tried to get up. She started to cry and pressed her hands against her lower stomach. "I'll carry you. If it's okay." I said. "No! It's not okay. I am too heavy and - No. Just No!" She said. Amelia gave me a sign to just take her up. She helped me and I carried Catherine, who tried to free herself first, out of the house into Amelia's car. Catherine laid in the back of the car and Amelia and I sat in the front. We drove to the hospital very quickly and as we arrived I carried Catherine into the building. As the doctors saw this scene they immediately got a bed for her. They examined her because she started to cry in pain again. We explained what happened and the doctors found out what was wrong. Because I am not family or close friends I wasn't allowed to know what was wrong, and I can understand that Catherine doesn't want me to know it. I just carried her back into the car after the examination and Amelia drove us back to her house.

The painkillers worked fast and Catherine was able to climb out of the car alone. She needed help walking into the house and I carried her upstairs again. She was tired and Amelia and I let her sleep. We sat in the kitchen to talk about what happens now. "I have to call our management and so on to explain everything. If Zayn didn't do it by himself until now. God. I can't believe he did this. I talked to him often and said it isn't okay that he and the other three boys sleep with so many different girls. But they don't listen to me." I said. "It's not your fault, it's their own life and if they decide to make so many mistakes, it's their own problem. Not yours. I know, they are your friends. You were together as a band for five years now. You may not want to believe that they do this, because you also know their good sides. But right now, you should focus on Zayn's bad side. What he did is not okay and it has to stop. I still want to kill him, by the way. No matter if he is a friend of yours. You may be nice but Zayn isn't." Amelia said. "You're right, Zayn is an absolute ass for what he did. I want to kill him too. But it wouldn't be enough punishment. I think he really should get therapy. So I'll call him right now and then I will call our management to ask him what to do."

I got my phone out of my pocket and called Zayn. "Hey, Niall. Are you back from the hospital?" "Yes I am. And guess what, you have a really big problem." "I know this already, thank you for reminding me." "No problem, from now on I'll remind you every few minutes that you made the biggest mistake of your life." I said in a cold tone. "What is the problem with Catherine, is she alright?" "No she isn't. And I won't tell you about her, you don't really deserve to know it." I answered. "Wow, okay. I thought we were friends, Niall." "I thought we were friends too. That's why I tried to stop you from using girls as toys. But you didn't listen. And I'm not sure if I want to be friends with you anymore. And I can't imagine the other boys will. Your only chance is to go to therapy. You are addicted to having Sex." "I Know. I'll try to find one after our tour. Okay?" He asked, annoyed. I stood up from my chair and walked around the room. I got very angry again. "Zayn, if you wait, it won't get better. Do it this week. You have six days left to start. And call the manager in the next 30 minutes. Or I'll do it. Believe me, it won't have a good end for you. You are a really stupid fuck boy." I said angry. "Better a fuck boy then a virgin, right?" He laughed. "How do you dare to laugh in such a situation?" I said disappointed and just hung up. I had tears in my eyes as I realized what one of my mates did.