♥Just Another Love Story♥

Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17

Zayn's POV

"Who the hell are you and how'd you get in?" A tall and tan guy with black hair and red highlights comes out of nowhere, glaring at me. I squinted my eyes and pushed him against the wall. "Where the fuck is she?" I growl, calmly. "Who?" he asks. "You know who I'm fucking talking about don't play dumb with me." I yell, grabbing him by the collar and almost punching his jaw. "Jane? She's upstairs. And don't fucking yell at me I'm not doing anything to her." He spat, pushing me off him. I roll my eyes, "Who are you?" I ask. "I believe I asked you the same thing." he rolls his eyes. "I'm Zayn. I'm Jane's boyfriend." I say the last part loud and clear so he can hear me. "O-Oh... I-I'm Tyler... I just met Jane..." He stutters then sighs. Yeah that'll teach you to never get your fucking hopes up too high. "STOP!!!!!" Jane screeches, I hear a glass break as I gasp. Shit i forgot about her... 

"Jane!" I whisper shout, running upstairs before Tyler could catch up. I swing the door open and spot Jane in only her bra and panties. She sees me and her eyes widen. "LET HER GO YOU BASTARDS!" I scream, punching the blonde one in the jaw. A tan guy with black hair approaches me and I assume that he's Tyler's older brother. Before I can do anything, he punches my chin as I feel pain all over my face. Jane gasps. "ZAYN!" She screams, her voice shaky. 

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Jane's POV

"Zayn!!!!" I scream, a tear slipping down my face. Derek cups my chin and looks into my soul. "Don't cry babe, soon you'll be mine..." he smirks, letting my chin drop. I let out a small sob, not daring to watch Zayn being beat up. The part that hurts most is that I can't even help him...

When I hear silence, I open my eyes slowly, only to see that all of the guys are on the floor except Zayn. "Z-Zayn.." I wishper, my voice cracking. He unties my hands and looks at the bruises the rope left on my wrists. He grabs them and presses soft kisses against it. I examine his face, his chin is bleeding, bruises are on his cheeks and his knuckles now have small cuts on them. I frowned. I grab his hand and presses soft kisses on his cuts just like he did.

I wrap my arms around his neck and cry onto his chest. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my bare shoulder. "Let's get out of here." Zayn whispers, carrying me. "What about my clothes?" I sniff. 

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Tyler's POV

I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. I can't believe I actually had a chance with Jane. Guess I should've known that. I mean, Jane's beautiful. I spot her jacket on the red couch as I grab it, her perfume filling my nostrills. I grab a note and write something down. 'Call me? :)' I then wrote down my number at the bottom and placed the note in the jacket. 

Footsteps came down the stairs as I quickly threw the jacket back on the couch. Jane and Zayn were holding hands, my heart dropped. I looked away and played with the tips of my fingers. I grabbed Jane's jacket again and handed it to her, "Here." I softly stated, smiling. "Um, thanks, Ty." She smiles. "Thanks for being nice." She whispers, Zayn just glaring at me and her. I nod and watch them leave. 

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Jane's POV again :3

Once we get outside I shiver. It was pretty cold. I slip my jacket on quickly and think, 'I'm so lucky I still put my clothes on'  "Zayn..." I softly state, hoping he doesn't get mad or anything. "What." He snaps. I sigh. "T-Thanks for saving me." I smile weakly, resting my hand on his knee when we get in his car. "No problem." he mumbles. I suddenly get angry. "What's your problem?" I snap, jerking my hand away from his knee. "Nothing! Okay? Just calm the fuck down. Nothing's wrong." He half yells. I roll my eyes and slouch on my seat, crossing my arms like a damn boss. 

"You're just fucking jealous Tyler likes me." I scoff, a small smirk forming on my lips. Wait was I drunk? If not... It seems like it... "No I'm not..." He mutters. "JEALOUS. JEALOUS JEALOUS. ZAYN IS JELLY OF TYLER!!!!!!" I laugh, hopping up and down on my seat. "Would you shut the hell up and stay still?" He yells. "Party pooper." I pout, sticking my tounge out at him playfully. He wants to laugh but tries to hold it in. 

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"We're here." Zayn sighs, getting out. I unbuckle my seatbelt and wait for Zayn. He opens the door and helps me down. "Thanks." I smile. He nods and follows me inside my house. "Well... I should get ready for my so called, 'date' tonight." I breathe out, running my fingers through my hair. He nods slowly. "Well um.... Bye, Zayn.' I smile weakly, turning around. He grabs my arm and twirls me around to face him. He crashes his lips against mine. I don't kiss back because of the shock I have inside me. After a few seconds I kiss him back and run my fingers through his hair. He smiles through the kiss.

We pull away as I smile. "Later, baby." he smirks. "Oh and by the way, you still owe me tonight." he winks and walks away. My cheeks heat and I close the door. 

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I tie up my hair in a simple ponytail and tie a pink ribbon on it. I examine my outfit. Not too casual, not too fancy. (outfit on the side(: cute huh? XD okai continue reading)

A few moments later I get a text from no other than Harry, 'Picking you up in a few. xx' I sigh and put my phone down. Laying down on my bed, I open up twitter and scroll through tweets. After laughing at some tweets and retweeting them, I yawn and close my eyes, completely forgetting Harry was supposed to be here any minute. Just when I was about to sleep, I hear a beep. "Ughhh." i groan, grabbing my bag and dragging myself outside.

When I reach outside I see Harry leaning on his car, leaning on the car, head down. As soon as his gaze meets mine, I smile weakly and get inside the car with the help of Harry. "So where are we going?" I ask, checking my phone for any missed calls or texts. "You'll see." He grins, focusing on the road. 

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"We're here, love." he smiles and gets out of the car to help me. I thank him with a small smile and turn my gaze to a club. Music blasting from inside it. Great. The last thing I want to do is get wasted. And believe me, I do not go well with getting wasted... I sigh and purse my lips. "Somethin' wrong?" Harry asks, me shaking my head lightly and smile. His hand grasps mine and leads me inside the club. "Harry... i don't wanna get wasted..." I frown. "It's fine, just have the cherry vodka." he smiles. (A/N: okay fine i admit I got that idea from After by imaginator1d so yeah.. just giving her the credit from where i got the cherry vodka from!!) "Oh, okay." I smile and he orders for us. 

Right after we recieve our drinks, 'Dirty Dancer' by Enrique Iglesias, comes on as I smile. "Oh my God I LOVE this song!!!!" I screech, causing Harry to chuckle. "Let's dance?" He smirks. I smile and nod. Swaying my hips to the beat, I recieved many male attention. Harry grabs my hips and smirks. "Dance more for me, baby..." he rasps in my ear. Pink creeps on my cheeks as I continue with my dirty dancing. Haha get it? No? Okay. I know I'm not funny haha....

When I stop, I see a table full of familiar. They were very familiar. Too familiar... Did I know them? As if on cue, I spot familiar red highlights. Tyler... His gaze meets mine as a small smirk forms on his lips. I look away and blush. By now I bet I was as red as a tomato. "Who's that?" Harry asks, clearly annoyed with what just happend. "U-Um.. He's just a friend." i stutter. 

"Sure." He rolls his eyes and walks back to his table. I sigh and walk back with him. "Harry..." I begin but he cuts me off quite harshly and rudely. "Just save it Jane, I can take you home you if you want." he sighs, running his fingers through his hair, messing it up a bit. "But-" I sigh and shut up. Screw this. 

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A/N: Eek hi! :I so this is basiclly a filler.. because I didnt update saturday WHEN I WAS SUPPOSED TOO... -.- well yeah.. okai byee c: