Vindictive

4

"Good morning," Lauren said to her fellow long haired cubana. Camila rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and sat down on the balcony of Harry, and Zayn's flat. "Coffee?" Lauren pointed to the coffee pot that she brought out, and had sitting on a small wood stand. Camila shook her head, and leaned up against the balcony railing. "How'd you sleep?" Lauren asked. Camila was staying in Harry's room, and Lauren, Zayn's. "Great actually. I just got off the phone with Dinah. She misses us already, and wishes she would've came along." Lauren laughed. The poly girl still had a chance to come if she really wanted to.

"Hello? Anybody home?" A masuline voice called out, sending shivers up Lauren's spine. "On the balcony!" she called out to her boyfriend. A few moments later, they were joined by both the flat residents. Zayn, and Harry stood there with smiles on their face, as they admired the beauties. Zayn leaned down and kissed Lauren on the lips. "We came by for a change of clothes. You ladies have swim suits?" Zayn asked. Lauren nodded. "Want to come over to the cabin and swim?" Harry asked, a hopeful smile on his face.

"Liam's over there right now grilling up some burgers, everyone else in on their way." Lauren could sense some sort if irritation in Zayn's facial expression when Harry mentioned Liam.

"We'd love to," Camila answered for both of them. "It's a lovely day out, so why the hell not." Harry wrapped his arm around Camila's shoulder and kissed her on the cheek.

The only people in the pool were Louis, Niall, and Harry. Liam was still at the grill, but he didn't seem to mind. Ally was on a lawn chair soaking up the sun. Camila finally gained the courage to walk over, and talk to her.

"I'm so glad you came to England," Zayn said playing with a strand of Lauren's hair. The girl couldn't help but smile whenever the boy talked, his accent made him beyond charming, and his good looks were a triple bonus. "A pool party without me? Have you all gone mad?" The annoying voice belonged to none other than Zayn's ex girlfriend, Perrie. Lauren slapped her hand over her face when she spotted the platinum blonde troll standing in the doorway. She had two friends with her. "Why is she always here? Does she not know that 'it's over' means it's over. It's not even like you guys just recently broke up, you've been apart for months." Lauren said.

Perrie started waving hello to people as she passed them by, they didn't return a hello. "She's just like that, she's an annoying gnat," Zayn shrugged. Lauren glanced back over to Perrie. The blonde snatched a burger from Zayn and with a crooked smile, she made her way over to the couple, leaving her friends to alone like sitting ducks.

"What a displeasure to see you two together," she said stopping in front of them. "You guys don't look like you've been in the pool yet,"

"And you don't look like you've ever been in the sun," Lauren sneered letting her pent up irritation bubble to the surface. Perrie slapped her hand over her pale chest. Zayn tugged on Lauren's arm. "Lauren, can we talk?" He didn't give her much of an option as he stood up, and took her by the hand along with him.

Zayn stopped walking once they got into the living room. "You don't need to stoop to her level Lauren. I know she's a nuissance-" Lauren cut Zayn off. "Why are you taking her side? Are you positive that nothing is going on between you two?" Zayn laughed as if what Lauren said was the most hilarious thing he'd ever heard. "You can't be serious," Lauren had her arms crossed over her chest, her green eyes stabbing into him. "Okay.. you are being serious. Look Lauren, I love you. Meeting you made me so happy, and I can't even begin to describe how blessed I got with meeting you, I don't want her. I haven't had a desire for her in the longest longest time."

"Is that true?" They turned around and saw Perrie standing there. "How long have you been there?" Zayn asked.

"Long enough to see that I'm going to have to fight harder for you then I've been attempting. I don't care that you're having a fling with some Miami floozy, it's merely a fling. We are the real deal, and I will not stop until you realize that."

Lauren shifted in her seat uncomfortably as Perrie professed her undying love for her ex boyfriend. Zayn had his mouth open, ready to speak until a chuckling Louis walked in, soaked from the pool he'd just been in. "Perrie, wow. You are pathetic." Louis grabbed the pile of towels that was sitting on the table. Perrie turned around, annoyed. "You are so pathetic that it hurts me deep in my soul. You and Zayn were not written in the stars. You cheated on him. His parents hate you, us boys have always hated you, and Zayn is happy for once. Even before he and Lauren met face to face, she'd been all he talked about. You are not even an option anymore, so why are you still showing up here? I don't understand. Get lost. You don't stand a chance anymore, pardon me Zayn, but Perrie have you seen Lauren?" Perrie's jaw hung low as she took every blow that Louis fired her way. Lauren was in shock, but she was trying to keep from hysterically laughing. "Why are you attacking me? I just want whats rightfully mine. Coming back from Cancun, I had hopes that I'd come back and we'd work things out, but I come back to find a trollop in your bed," Perrie's blue eyes now looked like the sea as they filled with tears. "You're dead to me Louis Tomlinson," Perrie sneered, and she pushed past him, and toward the back door. "You've always been dead to me Scary Perrie."

Harry was next to come stomping in. "Making moves on Camila? Are you fucking crazy?" he pushed Louis. "Whoa, whoa, what are you going on about mate?" Louis held his hands up in surrender. Lauren leaned her head back on couch, everything was too intense, too fast. "Hey guys settle down," Zayn said getting between the two before something serious occured. "Camila just told me you squeezed her bum when she went to get a burger, and you whispered in her ear "that ass is mine"" Harry shouted, full of rage past Zayn. "It was a fucking joke!" Louis said.

"A joke? Toothpaste in oreos is a joke, maybe. But squeezing your best mates girls ass is not even remotely close to a joke. Did anyone laugh? No." Camila walked in, and cleared her throat. Harry turned around, his posture relaxing. "Just, stop guys. Harry, can you take me back to your flat? Niall and Ally already left and at this point I'm ready to go too," Camila said. Harry nodded, and snatched his car keys from the table in front of them. He stomped away, and Camila followed.

"Louis, why would you do that?" Zayn asked after a few minutes. "Well besides the fact that I'm kind of drunk. It was really just a joke. I don't want Camila, I know she and Harry have a thing. I know boundaries,"

"You obviously don't."

"I just defended you against psycho Perrie, and now you're attacking me.."

"I'm not-" Zayn lowered his tone. "I'm not attacking you. I just don't think you had any right to do that to Camila. It's violating." Louis held his hands up.

"I'm going back to the pool. I don't need to listen to this,"

"What the hell just happened?" Lauren questioned, finally unfreezing. "I don't even know, but that will be the last time."