#22 - Trouble.

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-- Angela's P.o.V --

I woke up in a room seeing all my friends around me. I didn't know where I was or what had just happened.

"Where am I? What happen?" I asked.

"You're in the hospital. You black out about two hours ago." Emely explained.

"The nurse said that you're okay. That you don't have major injuries just minor and that you can go home tomorrow." Harry continued. I nodded and smiled at him.

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"I don't need any help I'm fine." I said as I got up.

"Are you sure Angie?" Emely asked. I nodded. I then walked towards my room. I was tired. We just got home from the hospital.

-- Zayn's P.o.V --

I was leaving in 2 days to do a photo shoot with the band mates. These past recent days I've been with the band. We had formed after the xFactor. We then became One Direction but I don't consider myself famous yet. My band mates are awesome but there's one I don't trust Louis and my middle school enemy Liam. I love to sing and all but right now my world is revolve around my one and only, Angela. I couldn't stop thinking about her.

And I couldn't stop thinking that taking her back to the abondoned house was my fault. I was the one to put her in danger. I wanted to make it up to her somehow but how?

We had dropped her and Emely off at their flat. I insisted of taking them back there. I didn't want her living with those two other boys anymore. Something inside me feels as if I shouldn't trust them. It was an instinct.

I then quickly grabbed my phone out and texted her.

'Me: Hey An. I'm really sorry about yesterday'

I put my phone on my bed and grabbed a sheet of paper and pencil to try and write her a song to somehow make her feel my love and how sorry I was.

My phone then beeped. I checked who it was. It was just Harry.

'Harry: Me and the Lads are gonna head out. You wanna come with?'

I shot him back a quick reply.

'Me: I'll come with next time. I have a lot of things to do.'

My phone then beeped again this time it was Angela.

'Angela: What are you sorry about? Zayn I'm fine' that text made me feel a little bit calmer. I texted her back.

'Me: If your in trouble or anything don't hesitate to call or text me okay? Angela I love you'

And with that I set my phone aside and went back to my song writing. Then my phone beeped again.

'Angela: Thanks Zayn. You make me feel safe. And I love you too !(:'

Hearing that makes me melt. I wish this was all over. I don't want anything to happen to my sweet sweet love. I would die if anything else happens to her.

-- Angela's P.o.V --

I lay'd upon my bed as my phone beeped. I checked to see what it was. It was a text ......from Zayn !! I shot him back a quick reply after reading his messages. We both texted until it came to an end. It seems like Zayn is not telling me something. But that's his business if he wants to tell me or not. My phone then beeped again. This time it was a text from Jeric.

'Jeric: Hey, I just wanted to check up on you. I hope your feeling better'

He is so sweet but there's also something about him that I don't trust. I shot him back a quick reply saying..

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