When the mums step in! (One direction spank-fic

Zouis fight!

A/N: instead of making it a Twitter fight, I figured I'd make it a physical since Zayn is STILL in the band. I'll make it towards around NB though!

Louis' POV:
"What I don't get is why you are hanging out with Naughty Boy!" I snapped. Zayn looked at me and groaned. "Who the fuck cares if I hang out with him?" Zayn snapped back. I looked around making sure our mums, actually my mum wasn't around. She hates when I curse. All the mums were out at the moment so we, let me rephrase I was good. "Why are you recording music with him?" I wondered.

"That's none of your damn business!" Zayn snapped back.
"Are you going to leave the band to be with him Zayn?" I asked. Zayn shook his head.
"I'm not leaving Louis, I wouldn't leave ok?" Zayn said calmly. I nodded but I wasn't exactly sure.

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I took the chance to see what was on Zayns Twitter. He had pictures with Naughty Boy and it made my anger boil. I knew if I started something though, I would get in trouble so I didn't do anything.

"Zayn, I'll be back later." I heard Zayn mumble as he shut the tour bus door. I nodded and just laid down for a nap.

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Zayn's POV:

I was going out with Naughty Boy and I knew if Louis knew, it would be bad. I tried to log onto my twitter but it said I was already logged on. Weird.

I spent the day with Naughty Boy and it was well worth it. That is, until Naughty Boy posted a picture of me in the booth. Fuck. "Naughty Boy, what the fuck man?" I yelled. He shrugged his shoulders. He didn't care. Louis was going to care. I wasn't recording for him though. It was just a test.  It wasn't anything but Louis would not take it that way.  I groaned and prayed he wouldn't check.

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Louis' POV:

I was scrolling through Twitter when I saw a picture of Zayn in a recording booth. Who the hell was he there with? "NAUGHTY BOY?! THAT FUCKING LIAR!" I yelled. "LOUIS WILLIAM, WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" My mom scolded. "SORRY!" I yelled back. My anger was boiling. Fans were freaking out and I was too. What the hell was he doing? I couldn't start anything though because I don't want to get spanked. That's when I saw a post tweeted by Zayn. I read it three times before I threw my phone across the room. I slammed my door to the bathroom and sat down in a corner and curled up in a ball. "He is leaving." I sniffled and cried.

I heard the tour bus open and heard Zayn's voice. I opened the door and stormed up at him. "Really Zayn?! REALLY?!" I yelled. "Calm down Louis." Zayn said. That made my anger boil more.

"DO YOU WANT TO LEAVE HUH ZAYN?!" I screamed. "NAUGHTY BOY FUCKING POSTED IT YOU ASSHOLE!" Zayn screamed. I sneered. "Yeah right."

Zayn's eyes got really red and I saw him see red. He put his fist up and I put up my fist too. "Fight me Zayn, you fucking traitor." I screamed. I punched him right in the nose after not saying anything for a few seconds. He held his mouth and felt blood out of his mouth. He was going to take action. He punched me square in the face. That was it. We tackled each other, punching and kicking each other about fucking Naughty Boy. "IF YOU REALLY DIDN'T POST IT, YOU WOULD HAVE DELETED IT!" I commented as I grabbed his hair. "IT WAS A FUCKING TEST YOU IDIOT." Zayn screamed as he smacked my hand away and punched me in the guts. I held my spot and kicked him right back in the junk. All of a sudden, we were being pulled off.

"GUYS, GET OFF OF EACH OTHER!" It wasn't our moms. They weren't in the tour bus. Thank goodness. It was Liam and Harry though. Niall was out golfing. "GUYS SERIOUSLY!" Harry yelled. He tried to grab me off of Zayn but I wouldn't budge. Liam tried next but I kicked him in the balls before he fell backward. "Harry, call up." I heard Liam whisper. Liam nodded and called up my mom and Zayns.

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Johannah's POV:

We were enjoying a nice afternoon when I got a call from Liam saying to come over right away and Zayn and Louis were physically fighting, and hurting each other. Trisha and I rushed over there seeing the two boys strangling each other.

"YOU BOYS HAVE 3 SECONDS TO GET THE HELL OFF OF EACH OTHER OR I SWEAR THE CONSEQUENCES WILL BE WORSE!" I screamed. Both boys immediately got off of each other. I saw my son, covered in bruises and blood. "Really Louis William?" I asked. I was so disappointed. "Mom, he-" I put up my hand. "I do not want to hear it. What I want you to do is go sit on the couch, both of you so you can explain to us what happened before we decide to punish you." I said calmly. Both boys decided to take a seat on the couch, scooting away from each other. "Calmly explain." I said. Both boys started talking at the same time. "BOYS, ONE AT A TIME!" I scolded.

"You know what, I'm done." Louis said. Louis started to get up but I gave him a look saying if he left, it would be bad. He didn't care though. He got up and left.

"Excuse me." I said, I went to go and find him but it was no use.

He was gone.

"Trisha, he's gone." I said as I started freaking out.

"We'll find him. Don't worry." Trisha said as she put a hand on my shoulder. I nodded. I hoped so. First, I would hug him, then kiss him, then make sure he couldn't sit for at least 3 months.

To be continued....

Where do you think Louis went?!!!!!

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Sorry for the wait!
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