WARNING: This contains mature content such as sex, drugs, violence.
Zoe Fray has just moved to Bradford when she meets Zayn - a guy from her neighborhood who's got the looks of a Calvin Klein model, and an arrogant yet alluring bad bo...
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*ZAYN AND JASON ARE VIOLENTLY ARGUING AS ZOE APPEARS* __________________________
I get eye contact with Zayn for just a second and I'm certain I've never seen him like this before. He looks absolutely furious out of his mind, the vein on his forehead bulging out, and you can almost cut through the tension in the air, like as if a fight was just about to break loose.
- "Now, fuck off," Zayn pushes Jason again, as I glance over at his other mates, both eyeing me uncomfortably.
Jason also turns his head to look at me, with an almost evil sort of satisfaction showing all over his face as we make eye contact.
I really can't stand that guy.
- "Well well," he chuckles looking at Zayn. "Now is your chance, aren't you gonna tell her?"
He almost doesn't get to finish his sentence before everything all of a sudden just takes off, and everything just starts happening so fast.
Zayn punches Jason right in the face, once or twice, I can't even tell.
He's about to hit him again, as Jason shoves a fist right in Zayn's stomach, taking the air out of his lungs and causing him to cough.
I instinctively take a few steps towards them, as I feel a hand grip around my arm, holding me back.
I look at the brown haired guy who I think is called Noel, who shakes his head pulling me away from the fight a bit. - "You should just go," he says, clearly trying to sound calm for my sake. "It's typical them, it's fine,"
I hardly process the words though, and as I look again, Jason is on the ground with Zayn halfway on top of him. In pure shock I cover my mouth with my hand as Zayn punches him again and again, like as if he's completely possessed.
I want to stop it, to say something, yell something, but I can't find my words. I feel useless, and utterly fucking terrified.
I guess I did know that Zayn has or had that side to him, but I've never thought too much about it - and I definitely never imagined actually witnessing that side of him.
Noel squeezes my arm that he hasn't yet let go off, breaking me out of my state of shock, and as in the blink of an eye Jason is the one on top, fresh blood dripping from his nose, down on Zayn. There is blood on his shirt as well. So much blood.
Zayn tries to get up, gripping Jason's shoulders, but Jason grabs and smashes Zayn's head down into the ground, hard, and a shiver runs down my spine making the hairs on my neck rise as Zayn practically screams out in pain.
Noel hesitantly releases my arm from his grip, as Jason slowly gets off of Zayn, who curls up into a ball, pressing his bruised hands to the side of his head.
Jason's eyes flicker towards me for a brief seconds, as he gets up and steps a couple of meters away from the situation as I run to Zayn.
- "What the fuck," I hear Noel mutter from behind me.
Jason just shakes his head, apparently only now deciding to just drop it. His beaten face doesn't look too good.
- "Fuck this," he says as he starts towards the parking lot, as I try to make Zayn remove his hands from the left side of his head. The other guys leave as well.
"Zayn please. Sit up," I say as calmly as I can, using a light hand to pull him up by the shoulder.
His hand is shaking and the palm is covered in blood as he removes it from the oozing wound in his head. He swallows hard, as he reaches up to feel it again, and literally pulls a coin sized piece of glass, from the shattered bottle, out of the wound.
