Scarred// Z.M.

Chapter 16. Guilty

Chapter 16. Guilty

Zayn's P.O.V

I ran like a mad man towards the alley slightly slowing down since it was very far away. I finally made it, rushing deep inside to see Justin and his gang and my gang, well most if my gang, punching each other. It was until I saw Ryan, a member of Justin's gang bring out a knife. (A/N not Ryan jb's friend) "No!" I shouted, running towards him. He was so close to stab Greg but I shoved him against the wall and took out my gun, pointing it at his temple. He stared at me with fear which made me smirk "You pathetic crap" I snarled, hitting him with the gun.

He yelped in pain, falling to the ground with blood trickling down his face. I was going to kick him until I felt a fist connect to my jaw. I groaned and turn to see Justin smirking. Anger started boiling inside me. I can't take this guy anymore, he gets in the way or everything. It's time I get him out of the way, I think reaching for the gun in my pocket.

Aria's P.O.V

I was sitting in the middle of my bed, my legs curled to my chest with my arms wrapped around them. I rested my chin on my knees and sniffed continuously. Yasmin hasn't returned yet, for the first time in ages I actually wanted her to be here, I needed someone to talk to. I didn't like being alone too much, I would be left with my negative thoughts which would hurt me. All the shattered pieces of glass was gone from the floor but obviously it's noticeable I have no mirror because it was quite a big one. What could I say? That Zayn through my into a mirror? Obviously not but I had to come up with an excuse, as usual. Defending Zayn all over again, just like always. Why do I do it you may ask? Because I fear he will hurt me, it's not like I care about him anymore, it's not like I care if he gets hurt or suffers. I let out a sigh of relief when I hear the front door open the shut and the sounds of bags being put down. I jump off the bed and run towards the living to find Yasmin, taking off her coat and knee length boots. She greets me with a warm smile "Hey!" She says cheerfully.

I run towards her and wrap my arms around her shoulders and randomly start crying. I could tell she's shocked because she's just frozen for a second then she quickly wraps her arms around me, rubbing soothing circles on my back. "Hey, what's wrong?" She asked, voice full of concern.

I tell her about the whole Justin thing, starting from last night 'til this morning "What if he doesn't actually like me?" I said sadly.

We were now just sitting on her bed cross-legged facing each other. She sighs "I'm not going to get your hopes high or anything but I was so sure he liked you, especially when you were on holiday he wouldn't stop talking about you" She says, twiddling her fingers.

"And now?" I ask.

"Well, I haven't really been paying attention to him these days much but after what you said I still think he does. I mean it's not a big deal, he was drunk and obviously tired" She explains.

I sigh and stare down at the flowery pattern on the duvet, tracing the outline with my finger mindlessly.

"Tell you what, we can go on a double date to some fancy restaurant tonight and we'll see how he reacts with you!" She says, beaming at her plan.

"I don't know" I say uncertainly, the last thing I want to do is see Zayn right now.

"Oh come on it will be really fun, then we could go for a walk or drive or something" She says, staring at me pleadingly.

"I don't know" I repeat, sounding stupid.

She leans forward, right in my face staring at me with puppy dog eyes, her lip jutting out slightly. I laughed at her, lightly pushing her away from me. I take a deep breath then groan "Fine!" I say, dramatically throwing my arms up in the air.