{ON HOLD} Melt|Zauren

M.6

Zayn quickly climbed out the car. "Oh, so you're not cheating, huh?" Selena shouted at him. "Then who the fuck is that?!" she pointed toward Zayn's car with her metal bat.

"I could explain if you put the bat down," he calmly said inching toward her. Selena pointed the bat toward him. "Don't you dare take another step closer," she said.

Selena eyes darted from Zayn to me. I slowly took off my seatbelt not sure what to expect until Selena dodged past Zayn and sent her bat cracking into the hood of his car. I jumped up in my seat throwing my hands over my mouth. "Selena are you fucking crazy!?"

"You. Made. Me. Like. This. You unfaithful. Douchebag!" With every word she shouted came another smash to the exterior of Zayn's car. I climbed out the car quickly and back up toward the sidewalk wondering how the hell I got myself into any of this, and how the hell I was going to get myself out.

"What's your name?!" Selena yelled at me. She was now pointing the bat in my direction. I wasn't afraid of a little confrontation here and there but she had a weapon. "I..." I stammered holding my hands up and taking a few steps back. Zayn got in between us and turned to me. "Here, I live on the third floor, flat number seventeen," he whispered. "Go."

So, I went running. I was still able to hear Selena throwing out threats and Zayn trying to stop her. I was out of breath by the time I got to Zayn's apartment and I banged on the door. Niall opened the door and stared at me and then behind me. "Where's Zayn, and where is my food and who are you?"

"My name is Lauren and I don't know if you could hear from up here but Zayn's girlfriend is outside going batshit crazy on his car and--"

"So that's what I'm hearing. I'm thinking the neighbors are watching a crazy episode of that show cheaters... uh, well I'm Niall," he should my hand and headed into the hallway. "Do you want to follow me or are you just going to stay here?" I didn't say anything and I followed him back outside.

Selena was nowhere in sight but I felt as though she was, and she'd pounce on me at any second. "Well holy shit," Niall tried not to laugh as he assessed the damage to Zayn's car. I held my hands over my open mouth. Selena had dented almost every inch of the front of his car and smashed in the front window.

"Where'd she go?" Niall asked.

"She just got in her car and drove away," Zayn said pulling his phone away from his ear briefly and then back. "Hey, yeah, I wanted to report an assault to my car.. yeah, yes, thank you."

I sat on the curb avoiding all the broken glass with Zayn's hoodie draped around me. Niall was sitting on the curb beside me eating his now cold McDonalds and telling me stories about when he lived in Ireland but I was too busy looking at the distress on Zayn's face and the frustration in his voice as he repeated the story to the live cops.

After Zayn finished up with that he explained everything that happened to us. The police were going to show up to Selena's house and charge her. "You can use my car to take her home unless she's spending the night," Niall said. Zayn glanced at me awaiting my answer. I didn't even know the guy, why would I spend the night? "I should probably get home."

Niall tossed Zayn his car keys. "Please close up my car and take out any valuables, will you?" he asked.

"Of course I will," Niall answered. "Be safe that Selena isn't following you and doesn't rear-end my car or something."

"I was just about go fill the silence by asking if you're okay, but obviously you're not.." I said staring out the window.

"I'm fucking pissed. I need my car to get to work. I can't wait around for her to come up with the money to get it fixed, and I don't have nearly that amount of money myself. She should know I would never ever cheat on her or anyone else. When I'm with a person, it's because I want to be with them.." Zayn punched the steering wheel which kind of swerved us for a second.

"I really am sorry..."

"It's not your fault that I picked a psycho."

"I know it's not but.. I wish she just gave you a chance to explain before she lost her mind." Zayn laughed and shook his head making the turns where I told him to. "She's lost her mind way before tonight.."

"So... are you guys not together anymore?" I curiously questioned.

"She smashed my car in.. I don't really think we're together," he laughed a little. "And if this is your way of trying to ask me out on a date.. I just got out of a relationship."

"No! I- that- I- I wasn't asking you on a date I was just curious-" I stammered. Zayn winked at me with a smirk on his lips. I rolled my eyes and nudged him.

"You must think you're so funny."

"Oh, on the contrary, I know I'm so funny."

Zayn double parked in front of my house. "I'm sorry about tonight.." he said as I took off my seatbelt.

"No pain no gain," I shrugged. "Thanks for the ride."

"I'll see you around," Zayn said. "I'm sure you've already memorized my work schedule." I made a face at him.

"Bye Zayn." he laughed as I shut the door on him.

When I got inside, I expected everyone to be asleep because it was pretty early in the morning, but Taylor was awake watching a movie with Katie and Chris was on the couch paying attention to his phone. "Where's mom and dad?" I asked running my fingers through my hair. "They went to the casino if you pay any attention to them," Chris said looking up. I rolled my eyes.

"I thought you were spending the night at Camila's."

"I was supposed to but I lost her at the party and her phone died, so I'm going to trust that she made it home." I walked over to the window and peered out and saw her car pulling up.

"How wasted are you?" Chris asked. I made a face at him.

"I'll have you know I am very sober."

"You don't smell very sober."

"It's a party. Drinks spill when people are pushing. I'll be back."

"Camz!" I called out heading across the street and over to her. Camila let out an obnoxious breath of relief. "Harry let me use his car charger and I've been calling and calling and texting and calling. I didn't mean to leave you. But boy do I have a lot to tell you. How'd you get back?" she asked locking her door and sitting on the curb where I joined her.

"How'd you end up getting your car back?" I asked.

"Harry and I drove around for a bit until we saw that the cops were gone. But oh my goshhhh, we almost kissed! I don't know how it happened but it almost happened. Our lips were so close and then it just.. it didn't," she sighed. "Enough about me, how was your ride with Zayn?"

I looked up the sky, a few stars were out and twinkling tonight. "Well let's see.. hmm," I rubbed at my chin. "We stopped at McDonalds so he can get his roommate food. I found out he had a girlfriend. We went to his apartment because apparently his girlfriend stopped by and he wanted to make sure she didn't destroy anything.." Camila's eyes were wide as I spoke. "We thought she was gone but oh no," I laughed. "she was still there, and she started flipping shit on Zayn. Her chill was nowhere to be found amd she took a baseball bat and beat the shit out of his car, all the while I was still sitting inside. I had to get out and Zayn told me to go into his apartment while he tried to handle the situation. The cops came and everything. It was a disaster, and this sounds absolutely fabricated and I thought I was dreaming but people like that really exist. The crazy girlfriend is not just a stereotype it is the real deal."

"Your night has got mine beat by a million," Camila laughed. "I'm glad to see you're okay but holy crap you ran from the cops today and then you had to deal with all of that.. I'm amazed."

Camila leaned over and held her hand toward me. "I say congratulations to us as well for being alone with hot british men and surviving." I giggled and high-fived her.