The High Club (Zustin Mieber)

Lovey

"You're so beautiful." Harry said as Justin blushed briefly before pushing a fallen strand from his face. 

Instead of leaving the five guys to sit in misery and dread, Harry decided to stay because he was too infatuated with Justin. Though he only met him not long ago, he wanted to get to know more about the flamboyant beauty. They flirted for three hours straight before someone finally said something about it. 

"I'm close to puking, please stop." Niall groaned from the table behind them. 

"Oh, shush. It's cute." Louis said with his head on his balled fists

Usually Zayn would be up and about but now he was quiet in his seat, pondering with a blank face. He was pretty confused at what he was feeling as he watched the two lovebirds in the front talk to each other in a way that disgusted him. Was he feeling anger? Sadness? Jealousy? That was it! He was jealous that he could never have a conversation like that with a girl or maybe it was something else. Luckily they had an hour or two left before they could finally leave.

Meanwhile, Liam was slightly becoming comfortable around Louis. The creepy guy wasn't so bad after all with his beautiful medium, wavy hair and his weird fashion. You'd have to see past the flaws first. It was too soon to say he had a crush but it sure did seem like it. 

Suddenly, a deafening sound was heard as a chair was pushed back against the tile floor and everyone looked at Zayn. His hands were in fists and his hair was faintly over his face. 

"Get away from him." He muttered, looking towards Harry. 

"What?" The long haired boy questioned.

"Get away from Justin." Zayn said once again with more intensity in his voice. 

"Zayn, this isn't funny. I'm not in the mood for your cruddy jokes." Justin's voice slightly wavered before Zayn commenced to walking to their table and punching Harry in the face, sending him flying off his chair.

"What the fuck, Zayn?!" Justin exclaimed as he bent down to help Harry up. His mouth was bleeding a tiny bit and swelling quickly.

"What is your problem?!" He screamed previously shoving a hand against Zayn's chest, pushing him backwards. Niall immediately ran to the scene to hold the blonde from pushing Zayn again. 

"It's alright, Justin." Harry said as he shook his head before leaving the detention room.

"See what you did?! You stupid fucker, let me go!" Justin repeated over and over until Niall finally decided to. 

"You disgust me! You could've just left me alone but no, you couldn't take the fact that no one lov - umph." He was cut off early due to burly arms wrapping themselves around his body desperately.

Zayn was hugging Justin. 

He didn't want to hug back so he just stood still. After a minute or so of uncomfortableness, Justin was going to shove him away but something wet dropped on his shoulders, stopping him. 

Tears.

Zayn was crying.