chapter 8

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Chanelle's P.O.V

"Chanelle is that you?" I hear a voice but I can't make out who it is.

The figure comes closer and the person walks closer. He looks bewildered when he sees me. I guess any one would if they saw a teenage girl in pj's sleeping in a corner by a dumpster.

"What are you doing here?" The guy asks and he finally register in my head. I should have expected to see him around these parts of town. I get up and walk closer to...... Zayn.

"Hey Zayn." I say. I don't know why but I run and embrace him and he rubs my back.

"What are you doing out here?" He asks once again. I wipe away the tear I had just shed and look up at him.

"Harry kicked me out last night after we were about to have sex, I told him I wasn't ready and it went all down hill from there." I say and my eyes are beginning to get watery again. He wraps me in his arms and let's me cry. Who would ever think that Zayn could be that caring.

"Why don't you stay with me for the day at my apartment?" Zayn asks. I am not stable enough to be by myself.

"Ok." I say quietly. He picks me up and carries me all the way to his place. I feel absolutely useless, and I dread the next time I will see Harry.

When we get into Zayn's apartment it is actually really clean and you don't see porn posters on every wall. I sets me down on his couch and walks in to his bedroom I assume.

I look down at my phone and saw that I had received a text message and my heart race picked up...maybe it was Harry, but sadly it was only my mom.

To Chanelle:

Hi sweet heart just checking on how you were, we will be back in town in about 2 days! Love you! Bye.

To Mom:

I'm fine...bye

I quickly reply and Zayn comes back out with clothes in his hands. He hands them to me.

"These will be more comfortable, you can change in my room." Zayn tells me. I shake my head and go the the bathroom down the hall. I take off my pj's and put on the grey sweat bottoms and white t-shirt on. I walked out and saw Zayn in the kitchen putting the kettle on. He looked up from the stove and gave me a weak smile.

I sat on the bar stool and started fiddling with my thumbs.

"Do you think Harry will ever talk to me ever again?" I speak up breaking the silence. He sighs and takes a moment to answer.

"I think that he will just need his time, he's never been blown off. I respect your decision and I really don't think he should have reacted the way he did." Zayn says and pours the hot water into mugs along with a tea bag. He hands me a mug and sugar, when I'm fixing my tea Zayns phone goes off and and walk into the other room.

Tomorrow I will go to school and then back home. I don't like to be alone but I also don't like to stay with people when I am clearly old enough to stay by myself.  I take a sip of my tea. Zayn comes back and shoves me off the chair and pushed me into a hallway closet.

"Stay put, don't make a sound!" He said and shut the door. Ok...that was weird.

The next I know I hear someone yelling, I wonder who it is. I open the door just a little to hear what is going on.

"That bitch fucking didn't want to fuck me! She said she wasn't ready! What a fucking BITCH!" It was Harry! I don't know how to react, so I just freeze.

"Dude, maybe she just wasn't ready." Zayn says, I hear something crash.

"So what if she wasn't ready! I fucking was!!!!!" Harry is yelling and I can hear the anger in his voice.

"Why can't you just respect her wishes and maybe wait to have sex with her...right now your sounding like a fucking MANWHORE!" Zayn yells back.

"Why do you care about her respect, you should be backing me up and not be on her side." Harry once again yells. This is really getting out of hand.

"Mate! Sex isn't all that a relationship is about!" Zayn says calming down a little.

"What relationship....maybe I was trying to get in her pants!!!!! You don't know that or maybe she has and S.T.D yeah that's it." Harry  yells and says the last part quietly. Why would he say something like that.

"Do you even really love her?" Zayn asks, he sounds like he is choked up.

"I don't know, I mostly just like her body cause most times she is a stuck up bitch." Harry says and chuckles, wow is a big douche. I can't take it anymore. I open the door all the way and gather up all the energy I have left in me and walk out to where the boys are. Harry eyes immediately lock with mine and Zayn just looks hurt.

"What are you doing here!" Harry yells making me flinch.

"I found her in an alleyway sleeping by a dumpster after you kicked her out at like 2:30 in the morning!!!!" Zayn yells pushing Harry's chest. Harry fist are clenched and teeth gritted.

"Maybe you just want her for yourself." Harry says and pushes Zayn back.

"Maybe I do!" Zayn yells and his fist connects with Harrys jaw. The thing I that happened Harry swung his fist and hit Zayn right in the nose and the were punching each other non-stop.  Harry fell backward and Zayn fell on top of him and was throwing punches to Harrys face not giving him a chance to hit back. Harry got enough strength and flipped over so he was on top of Zayn he through one more punch and Zayn was out cold.

"Harry!!!!!!!" I yell and pull him off.

"GET THE FUCK OUT!!!!!!!" I yell I normally don't cuss but Harry was being uncalled for. He doesn't move he just stares at Zayn laying on the floor knocked out.

"DID YOU NOT HEAR ME, I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS HOUSE BEFORE I CALL THE DAMN COPS!!!!!!!!" I yell and Harry walks out like nothing happened.

I run over to Zayn's side and try to shake him awake. I go get a wet rag and wipe his face off. He still hasn't moved but still has a pulse so he isn't dead. The only thing left I know to do is call the ambulance. I dial 911 and ask for a ambulance and tell them the address that I was lucky enough to find on a letter on a piece of mail.

I stay by his side the whole time til' the ambulance get's here. They wheel him out on a gurney and a paramedic walks up to me.

"Are you going to be riding with him in the ambulance? Only relatives our partners are allowed to come along." The lady says. I need to think up something.

"I-iam his fiance." I stutter and the lady helps me inside the ambulance. I hope Zayn isn't hut to bad or worse, in a coma.

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WHO DO YOU WANT CHANELLE TO BE WITH? ZAYN OR HARRY?

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MIGHT UPDATE TOMORROW IF I CAN IF NOT I WILL TRY MONDAY BUT I HAVE TO GO TO A ROSERY FOR A COUSIN AND SCHOOL STARTS! YAY!!!!!

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