Zayn's P.O.V
I feel like I shouldn't trust Michael. But I don't so it's ok. I think he's up to something, something to do with Perrie. He better not hurt her or I'll beat the shit out of him. If anything happens to Perrie I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for not being there to protect here. That's why I'm near her all the time. If she gets sick of me well then I don't care. She needs to be protected, and I'm technically the only one who can protect her because it's my job. Well, besides singing to a bunch of teenage girls. Oops.
"Zayn?"
I look up to see my angel. She looks so gorgeous wearing, well, track suits. Then again she looks gorgeous all the bloody time.
"Yes, love?" I ask while patting the seat next to me. I watched Perrie carefully as she made her way to the couch. "What's wrong?"
"I-I think it's a bad idea for Michael to be here.." She started.
"That makes two of us." I muttered, then told her to continue.
"I.. It's just that he has a bad vibe hanging around him, ya know? Like we shouldn't trust him.." She looked down at her hands, "but I do. I mean, he was my boyfriend once."
"What?! He said you were 'just friends'! What the hell is going on!" I half-shouted.
"Zayn! Calm down!" Perrie placed a hand on my chest in a soothing manner. I was still fuming but I eventually calmed down. I mean, who wouldn't calm down when you have a beautiful girl sitting next to them.
"Anything else you want to tell me about Michael?" I said irritably.
"He-he has a bad habit of getting into trouble, running into the wrong people."
"Like who?" I hissed. If this turns out bad I'm going to kill him.
"I-I don't know, but he's been in prison a couple of times." She said softly.
"And you tell me this now?!" I stood up, running my hands through my hair. "Perrie, if anything happens to you, I don't know what is do with myself because I wasn't there to protect you."
"I don't need you to protect me 24/7 Zayn! As you can see I'm a 20 year old girl who is perfectly capable of looking after herself!" Perrie argues and stands up as well.
"Perrie, I can't deal with this right now, OK? I know how old you are and yes, I know you are able to look after yourself but then what good am I apart from loving you?" I said back. I ran my hands down my face and went to get my coat.
"W-Where are you going?" Perrie asked. I shrugged on my coat an grabbed my keys.
"I need to think. I'll be back later, OK?" I say quietly and went over to kiss her quickly on the lips before walking out the front door. I know it was a stupid move to leave Perrie alone with Michael but I couldn't be in there anymore. I drove down to the park where Perrie and I carved out initials into a tree. I know it's a cliche date move but it was a cute idea that she suggested. I went over to that tree and sat down underneath it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, just listening to the quietness of the park. But the quietness didn't last long. I opened my eyes and saw a pair of dark green eyes staring at me.
"Who-" I was about to say something but I felt a hand over my mouth. I started to struggle because if I didn't they'd think I'm weak, and being a pop star doesn't help.
"Stop. Moving!" The male voice said, and punch me in the jaw.
I couldn't really fight back. I was now standing, I have no idea how I got up, with two pairs of hands holding my arms behind my back.
"Now, a little birdie told me that you're in One Direction. That's even more of a reason to bash you up, you fag." The voice said, before punching me in the gut. He kept in repeatedly punching me, and when I fell to the floor, they started kicking me as well. I dont think trying to fight back now was a good idea, seeing as I was losing all of the feeling in my body. I curled up into a ball, protecting me head from any hits, and I just lay there. The kicking subsided and I breathed a shaky sigh if relief.
"You're a weak fag, you know that? Useless piece of shit. Think you're so tough? Well you're not. Have fun singing now, cunt." The boy said, before kicking me really hard in the stomach. I almost threw up right then and there but I couldn't. Not until they left. I heard the laughter of the group get quieter and I slowly moved my head up from my body. I rolled over and heaved. Everything that I ate today came up; bacon and eggs for breakfast, chicken sandwich for lunch and a casserole for dinner. I tried calling out for help, but I couldn't find the energy.
So I laid there, battered and bruised, with no feeling in my body at all. I shivered as a gust of wind blew across the park. There was nothing u could do so I just laid my head on the grass and codes my eyes, darkness slowly taking over.
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(A/N ok I know it's really shit but what can ya do right? ;) hope you're enjoying the story at least! Lemme know what ya think yeah? And Sozzles or the lateness of this chapter... :( PLZ forgive meh? :) Kay Kay bye bye!)
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