Paul's Assistant

A Shift In The Gears

(As of March 28 2014, I am having technical difficulties. Please check back later if the full chapter doesn't appear.) WARNING!!! EMMA'S POV IS A VERY VERY DIRTY PART!!! IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE READING IT, SKIP HER POV AND GO RIGHT TO THE NEXT!!!

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Chapter Twenty-Seven

A Shift In The Gears

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*Niall's POV*

I awoke to a horn honking in my ear.

I sat up, scared out of my mind.

What? Im STILL in the car? I must've leaned on the horn...

I look around and see that I'm still in front of Dante's. I sighed, maybe they just didn't see me.

I started the car and drove back to the flat.

*back at the flat*

I didn't even lay a finger on the doorknob before it swung open, revealing an angry Paul and three worried guys. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! WHERE ARE EMMA AND ZAYN?!" Paul boomed.

I saw Louis mouth 'I'm sorry'.

"Wait... They aren't here? I WENT OUT LOOKING FOR THEM AT BLOODY ONE IN THE MORNING!" I yelled back.

"Then where are-"

Paul got cut off by Zayn appearing in the doorway. "What?" He asked our stares.

"WHERE WERE YOU?!" We all shouted.

"I went to Dante's with Perrie... I forgot my key so I stayed at their hotel..." he said hesitantly.

Sonethings up.

"Well?! WHERE'S EMEE?!" Louis yelled.

"Em- Wait what?! Emma isn't here?!" Zayn looked shocked.

"Wait wait wait..." I said. "Last night she texted me saying you guys were at the club. If YOU didn't take her... Then why was she there?"

Zayn looked down. "Shit..." he whispered.

"SHIT FUCKING- AGH!!!" he screamed in frustration before running over and landing face-first on the couch.

"Mer merterrd mern mermer..." he said into the couch.

"What?" Liam asked.

Zayn sat up and sighed, a tear rolled down his face. Oh no... I've barely ever seen Zayn cry.

"Last night, I snuck out of the house to meet Perrie. Emma must've heard me and followed..." he took in a staggered breath. " I didn't know she was there... I-i drank too much..."

"What are you saying Zayn?" I asked, trying not to sound angry (and failing).

"I-i..." he sighed. "I cheated on Emma... With Perrie..."

I imagined jumping over the couch and wrapping a hand around his throat. Shouting everything I can imagine at him as his airless body squirmed beneath my hold.

Next thing I know, Harry is prying my hand from Zayn's throat and Paul is pulling me back.

Woah... I actually did that?

"HOW DARE YOU! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT TO HER!!!" Louis shouted, being held back from Zayn by Liam.

Looks like we're taking this pretty hard...

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHERE SHE IS?! HER PHONE IS TURNED OFF GODDAMMIT!!! WHAT IF SHE'S HURT?!" I screamed.

Zayn was still catching his breath. A print of my hand still shone pale against his darkish skin. "I *breath* don't know *breath*" Zayn panted.