Three Way Relationship

75 - Angry Is An Understatement

Zayn‘s POV

"Are you going to hit me, huh?" Jason smirked. I gave him a cold glare, before pounding my fist into his jaw, sending his head to fly back into the hard wall of the hotel, a slight sound of cracking, either from his bone, or the wall.

"Get the fuck out." I threw him towards the door, watching him stumble slightly. He glanced back, blood dripping down his chin.

"Watch your back, Zayn." He spat, exiting the hotel room with a slam of the door.

Zeke stared at me shocked, not sure what to say.

I shrugged that off, before heading into my room. Justin was sitting on the bed, his mouth gaped open as he looked at me.

"What?" I growled, not in the mood for any bullshit.

"Did you hit Jason?" Justin asked, swallowing.

"And if I did?" I crossed my arms.

"Zayn, you just-"

"I don't want to hear it, you aren't off the hook. I don't know why the fuck you were out of the hotel room, you know better. If I ever catch you talking to Jason again, its over." I spat, anger getting the best of me.

"What do you mean, over?" Justin gulped, his eyes watering up from what I could tell, the moonlight giving enough light to see his face.

"It means I'm done with you, understood?" I said a little too harsh, but I still had a bit of alcohol running through me, so I didn't give two shits right now.

"Why are you being so mean?" Justin whispered, his voice cracking a little.

"Oh grow up, you're sixteen, deal with it." I spat.

Justin fled into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him, and locking it. I groaned, shaking my head as I walked towards the bed, slumping into it. I laid down, pulling the covers over me.

Justin will get over it in a few hours, I'll wake up to him by my side like normal.

I just can't deal with all this crap anymore, I try to protect Justin, but he's putting himself in these situations. He wants to be a grown up, he needs to take all this harshness, like a man.

Justin's POV

I slid down the wall, crying silently. Why the hell was Zayn being such a jerk? What's wrong with me going out? I'm old enough to do that...

I sniffled, covering my face in my hands as I sobbed, the bathroom pitch black as I sat in the cold room.

I can't believe he yelled at me... he's never that angry. I mean, he's yelled at me once or twice... but never like that. He's never threatened our relationship over anything.

One things for sure, I'm not coming out of this bathroom at all tonight. I can't stand to be in a room with him at the moment.

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I probably cried the whole night, and at one point passed out from exhaustion on the bathroom floor. I woke up with a stiff neck, stretching my sore limbs. It was light outside, meaning it was morning.

I heard a knock on the bathroom door, making me freeze.

"Justin, you in there?" Niall yawned from the other side. I sighed in relief.

"Yeah, I'm just using the toilet." I mumbled, standing up and using the toilet quickly.

I finished off, by washing my hands and face, before opening the door. Niall was rubbing his tired eyes as he stumbled in the bathroom.

Zayn was sitting up on the bed, stretching his arms. I felt my heartbeat quicken.

"Did you sleep in the bathroom?" Zayn asked, leaning against the headboard. I ignored him, rushing out of the bedroom, and sitting in the lounge area.

Selena, Jade, Demi, Perrie and Cher were doing their make-up while watching Jersey Shore.

"Morning, Justy." Perrie smiled at me.

I smiled back, "Good morning."

"You look like you've barely slept, you alright?" Cher asked, applying eyeliner.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I forced another smile, turning my head to the TV.

" So, today the girls and I are shopping, while you guys stay in and watch some game on the TV." Perrie informed me. I nodded, nibbling my bottom lip.

"We better get going." Jade sighed, standing up.

"See ya." Selena smiled, pulling Demi up with her. Followed by Cher and Perrie, the girls left the hotel without another word.

I trained my eyes on the TV, pulling my knees to my chest, resting my chin on them.

I felt someone sit beside me, and with the sound of their sigh, I knew exactly who it was. I closed my eyes, trying to block him out.

"Justin, you can't ignore me." Zayn groaned, I could feel his body turning and facing me.

"What do you want?" I whispered, not even sure how to talk to him.

"I got angry last night, I had a right to." Zayn stated. I opened my eyes, already feeling angry tears fall down my cheek.

I turned and faced him, "You can be angry, but it gave you no right to threaten me with our relationship. I-I thought you loved me, but you don't even care how I felt." My voice cracked, and my tears felt hot and heavy on my face.

Zayn frowned, "Of course I love you, that's why I said it." He went to wipe my tears.

"Don't touch me." I snapped, pushing his hand away, "You're a jerk, and I hate you."

I stood up, power walking to the bedroom and bumping into Niall.

"What's wrong, babe?" Niall asked, he looked a bit sick, but worried at the sight of me.

I started crying once again, forcing myself into Niall's chest, and cuddling into him.

He wrapped his arms around me in response, leading me to the bed and letting me cry on him.

Fuck Zayn, I can't stand him right now.

Author's Note;

Well, Justin and Zayn are fighting .-.

Sad as it is, I know ;(

Oh well,

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