Got a secret, Can you keep it? (Jiall)

Chapter 11

Paul's POV: (Haha, bet you didn't expect his point of view)

Justin had walked off a near hour ago, and I was freaking out. Scooter had told me that he had an argument with him and Justin snapped at him.

As much of a Pain in the arse Justin was, I was still worried for him.

He's famous, people could tear him apart in the real world - away from all his fame, I mean -.

"What are we going to do?" Liam mumbled.

Right now we were still parked on the side of the road, but I was inside the boys' bus, talking with them.

"He quit, so what?" Louis shrugged.

"Louis, stop." Zayn rolled his eyes.

"Stop what? He's the jerk, remember?" Louis glared at Zayn.

"You don't know what he's going through, okay?" Zayn spat.

"And you do?" Niall asked, I could tell he had a look of jealousy in his eyes.

I wasn't stupid, I spotted him and Justin kissing, so I know there's more to their relationship than meets the eye.

"Actually I do." Zayn sighed.

"Guys..." I cut in, not wanting a fight.

"Who's side are you on, Zayn?" Louis asked, frowning.

"Lou, stop it." Liam said.

"Can we all just calm down-"

Louis cut Harry off, "Are you on Justin's side too!?"

"Would you all shut up!" I asked.

"I would but, some of you are traitors!" Louis said.

"What is wrong with you, Louis? Why do you hate him so much?" Zayn asked.

"Because..." Louis shrugged.

"You're being a real bully-"

"Where's Niall?" Harry cut me off, looking around the bus.

Just great.

"Niall?" I yelled.

Niall's POV:

I snuck off, deciding as much as I'm angry with Justin at the moment, I need to know if he's okay. Following the directions he left in, I headed that way.

I tried calling Justin, but his phone was off.

What if he's hurt?
Niall, don't worry, this is Justin we're talking about.

What if someone is hurting him!?
For god sakes calm down man!!!! 

I found myself running, calling out Justin's name as I ran through streets. Please be okay, please be okay.

Justin's POV:

I couldn't walk anymore, so I decided on walking through an alley.
Not safe, idiot.

I shook my head, ignoring how scared I was.

I'm a man, not a mouse. I can be brave.

"Hello there." A deep, slurred voice said.
oh you're dead Justin, you'll be killed.

Fuck you voice in my head.

"What's a fine looking young lad doing wondering down an alley at night?" a man stumbled in front of me.