(I don't know why but I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I was looking forward to writing it :P lol. Btw just to let you guys know.... Sometimes wattpad randomly deletes fanfictions and it gets annoying so just Incase that happens to me, I just write the chapter in my notes and then copy and paste them to wattpad so if it gets lost I can rely on notes on my iPod :) bye enjoy )

*Zayn POV*

"3 nil ! Me ! I'm winning haha!" I laughed. We were playing FIFA on my play station. I was winning by 3 and Harry still had zero. He had just gotten back from his date with Camila. Honestly I am pretty jealous of them they are so happy together. I would do anything to be in Harry's position. Although it is sort of my fault that now is the time that i want her, to call her my girlfriend. I should have made the move when I found out she liked me rather then wanting to make the move when I got jealous and realized I like her.

"Oh Mr. Malik, watch me win." Harry smirked.

"GOAAAALLLLLLLL!!" He shouted like one of those commentators at the game. He had just gotten a goal, causing us to chuckle.

"I face the winner!" Louis shouted walking in from the kitchen while taking a bite from his apple.

"Which will be me of course." Harry laughed.

"Ha you wish!" I said while my eyes were glued to the screen.

"Did you guys hear that?" Liam asked.

"I think someone's at the door." Niall added.

"I'll get it." I bit my lip and I quickly paused the game.

I walked toward the door and turned the knob slightly. I got startled as I saw a frightened Camila. As soon as she saw me, she threw herself in my arms.

"Camila? Are you okay?" I asked. What happened to her? Did Harry do something during the date? I kept those questions inside before getting too carried away. I managed to shut the door with one arm as the other one was draped around Camila.

"Come come sit." I told her while leading her into the living room where the boys were sprawled on the couch. They all suddenly got up alittle, shocked by Camila's presence.

"Camila?" Harry asked with surprise. Ugh Harry.

They all shot me questioning glances. I just shrugged, being as clueless as them.

"Shh it's going to be okay." Liam said, still not knowing what was going on.

I could tell she calmed down a little as she lifted her head off of my chest.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" she pointed to my shirt which was now smeared in tears and make up.

"It's fine! That's the least you could care about right now." I said truthfully. Honestly, I just really wanted to know why she was crying! I was getting really anxious.

"What happened? You were fine when I dropped you off?" He asked worriedly while scooting closer to her.

"After you dropped me off, I sat on my bed with my iPhone and then my mom told me to come down stairs because her and my dad needed to talk to me about something." She started, but then stopped suddenly and started breathing heavily.

"It's okay Camila, you can tell us. If you keep it in, it won't help one bit." Louis smiled at her. I flashed him a smile too.

"Well, when I went down stairs, my mom was like : Well, your father found another..." Okay I was getting really anxious again, while she was taking deep breathes.

"He found another what?" Niall asked her. The question that was in my head.

"Another person to be my music tutor! There I said it! I don't want anyone but Zayn to be my music tutor! Zayn! They are firing you! You are getting fired!" She shouted while pulling me by my shirt collar. What-did-she-just-say?

"What!" the wrest of the boys an I yelled in unison.

"Yes! Starting tomorrow some creepy old person will be my music tutor! Apparently, just because he or she is older, he-she is more skilled." She said not so calmly! What what what what no this, no this can't be happening! I was shocked! My heart literally stopped beating while I took in all of the information. People may think I'm dumb for acting like this because I lost a job. Well it didn't even feel like a job. It was so enjoyable to be around Camila, that I forgot that at the end of the day I would be getting payed for doing it.

"You okay?" Harry asked me worriedly.

"I just...." I didn't want to show them my weak side, so before breaking down, I ran up to my room, refusing to let the tears to fall before I got into my room.

I could here their faint screams, from below. Eventually they stopped. All of this is coming at me too fast, I just don't know what to think, I guess I've really grown onto my job since I've had it for almost 4 years.

Honestly, I don't know what I don't want to loose from this job. My source of money or hanging out with Camila.

For the first part, I honestly don't like asking my parents for mulla because I'm almost 19 and I can care for myself, I'm legal and my parents have no say in what I do. The good thing is that I am not in debt, my credit card is payed off, my phone bill for this month, and some other stuff, of course all with my own money. I still have plenty of money in my bank, but at the same time I like to save it up and I guess I'll have to live on that mulla til I get a new job.

For the next part, spending time with Camila is really awesome, I can get super lonely here, my parents are here only 2 to 3 times a week and I don't have any siblings to talk to. I did have a little sister though, her name was Waliyha, she was my everything. One day she was out with her friends that I didn't really approve of. She didn't come back for a while, I went to go check on her and I found her.....breathless in the middle of the street. She had gotten hit by a car on her way here and that son of a bitch drove away. Okay I don't want to add on to my sadness so lets just block that out for now. Anyways when I get lonely, Camila is who I go to.

I hope Camilas not over me. Her crush of 3 years.... Then I remembered what Liam told me as I replayed it in my head

"She's obviously not over you! I mean, who crushes on someone for 3 years and looses their crush for them in less then a day." he was right.

I felt a little better with the Cam situation, but I still need to get my life back together. I need to get a new job that I will enjoy. I guess I'll make a resumé tomorrow. I got up from the door and sat on my bed. I grabbed one of my throw pillows and held it against my chest tightly, I layed down as I stared at the ceiling blankly.

*Knock knock* I heard

"Can I come in?" her sweet little voice asked.

"Of course." I smiled although she couldn't see me. All of a sudden the door creaked open with Camila standing there. I patted the spot next to me gesturing for her to sit there, as she did.

"Hey." she said quietly.

"Hey." I answered.

"Sooo...." I just had to make it awkward. I sighed as I mentally face palmed my self.

"Look Zayn, I'm sorry my parents did that to you, I know how much that job meant to you." she said with seriousness in her tone.

"It did mean a lot, but I guess I'll get over it soon..." I said almost above a whisper.

"I haven't seen you look this broken since, never mind.." she quickly regretted what she said and smacked her hands to her mouth.

"It's fine.... That was over 5 years ago." I sighed, knowing that she was referring to Waliyha's death.

"Now please smile for me? It's good for you." she begged. I couldn't hold in my laugh, it's hard to not laugh when you try not too.

"There it is." she smiled back always making me so cheerful

"Camila, I ..."

"You what?" she asked sweetly.

"I'm going to make a resumé tomorrow and I'll start handing them out next week. I figured that I'm almost 19 and I shouldn't ask my parents for money all the time. I need to care for myself so I don't need to rely on my parents all the time. Although until I get a new job I'll have to go through that." I said briefly. She didn't say anything after that, she was in deep thought.

"What are you thinking about?" i asked bluntly.

"Well I'm 18 now and I'm legal and your right. I can't just take a credit card everywhere and expect my parents to pay it off. So now you got me thinking, maybe I need a job too." I stared intently at her while she was fidgeting with the hem of her top. I couldn't help, but smile.

"Do you want to make résumés together. tomorrow?" I wondered.

"Well I have classes til 5:30 and then after that I'm studying for a bit, then after that I'm having dinner. So maybe I could come after dinner." she smiled nervously.

"That won't give us enough time, maybe you could sleep over and when we're done, we'll have a slumber party or something with the wrest of the boys." I shrugged

"I'll have to ask my parents." this was one of the most comforting straight forward conversations I've had in my life. I was way too tempted to kiss her, I don't think I should. No I shouldn't....

"Okay..." I got up and sat cross legged infront of her scared of what I might do.

"One more thing..." I leaned in and closed the space between us, she kissed back for a few seconds before realizing what she was doing.

She dodged up off of the bed and I already realized how bad the idea was....

"What the hell Zayn! I have a boyfriend, you can't just freaking kiss me whenever you want, I have Harry!"

The thought of her saying that got me angry.

"You know you enjoyed it." I said through gritted teeth as she scowled at me.

"You are sick Zayn! You are disgusting!" she yelled as she walked towards the door. She took a few seconds to see how she looked in the mirror hung on my door. She cringed at the way she looked. I was about to tell her she looked beautiful, but then i remembered, I'm supposed to be angry at her right now.

I turned her around as i grabbed her wrists and shoved her against the door. I crashed my lips on hers angrily trying to kiss her making sure she was in no control what so ever.

"Kiss me back!" I scoffed against her lips

"Zayn, you-your hurting me." she stuttered. What had gotten into me?

I immediately let go as she backed away as if she was scared of me. No no no she can't be scared of me! Before I knew it, she was running down the stairs with me following behind. She was already at the bottom as she ran toward Harry.

*Harry POV*

Louis and I finished off the FIFA game that Zayn and I didn't end as we sat in silence while we were all in our own worlds.

I could hear Camila sobbing as she ran down stairs with Zayn following behind.

"Camila! I can explain!" Zayn shouted. By now we were all staring at the 2 of them. Camila came running toward me as she ducked behind me as if she was scared of Zayn.

"What did you do?" I talked through gritted teeth. He must have done something bad if Camila looks scared of him, I mean Zayn is like family to her so this must be serious.

Camila came in front of me and hugged me tightly as I squeezed her for reassurance. I pushed her back a little as I held her hands in mine as I stared at her face.

"Camila? What did he do to you?" I asked softly.

I looked down at her arms as they started to shake. Oh my god, I let go of one of her arm and took my hand out to run my finger accross the fresh formed bruises made on both of her wrists. I gasped as the boys came closer to look at what I was staring at. The wrest of the boys gasped too as we all looked up and gave Zayn a death glare.

"Zayn, what the actual fuck did you do to her." I asked while stomping toward him.

"N-no-nothing...." he stuttered. Without hesitating, I raised my arm and punched him in the face.

"Harry! Stop!" Camila shrieked.

"Camila, tell me what he did to you. Either one of you guys need to tell me or I'll knock him out." I warned, being completely serious..

"He tried to.." she sobbed.

"He tried to what?" I asked calmly.

"He tried to kiss me....and when I didn't kiss him back....he." she tried to say, but that was enough to hear. I didn't want to know what he did to her after that, causing those bruises. Usually a bruise forms the day after, but this one seemed to form right away, that's how bad it seemed.

"He what! "the boys and I yelled in sync. He knew she was dating me and he tried to kiss her!

"Louis take her away, she can't see this." I grumbled as I took him by the collar of his shirt.

"I am her fucking boyfriend and you know that really well! And you have the guts to try to kiss her and motherfucking hit her! Hit a girl!" I yelled as I punched him in the face again.

"I'm fucking glad she didn't kiss you back, I know she wouldn't do that." I smiled at her. She had the look of guilt on her face while trying to force a smile. I couldn't help but glance down at her wrists. They were hand marks on them that we're turning a weird shade of greenish blue.

"I-I didn't mean to hurt her...." Zayn winced.

"Than what are those bruises on her wrists you dick!" I yelled.

"Tell me you fuck!" I yelled again getting mad at his silence.

"Cam, this prick won't tell me how you got the bruises." I said sternly.

"He grabbed my wrists tightly and shoved me against the door....that's when he tried to -you know, for the second time...." she shifted uncomfortably immediately covering her mouth after and face palming her self.

"Second fricking time?" I yelled in frustration throwing my hands in the air. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned around and faced Zayn whose looking at the floor with guilt.

I push him against the wall and held his wrists against the wall too like what he did to Camila, and punch him in the ribs.

"That was for crushing on my girlfriend."

This time, I punched him in the jaw.

"That was for trying to kiss her."

I kicked him in the leg

"That was for trying to kiss her for the second time!"

I kneed him in the you know where.

"And that, was for knowing that she was mine all along!" I spat.

By now, he was on the floor crying in pain.

"Let's go!" I yelled to Camila.

"W-what?" she stuttered.

"Let's go, if I stay near Zayn for one more fucking minute he will surely be in a coma, now c'mon." I yelled out.

"Oh and Zayn, plans canceled for tomorrow, who are you and where did the real Zayn go? By the way, the plan is still up for the other boys if you want to tell them ." she fake smiled at him. Plans?What the hell did she mean by that! I'll ask her in the car, if she says it in here, I might just kill him. I've only known her for a little, but she means a lot to me. Although I liked how she was standing up for herself.

"Bye guys!" Camila smiled as she hugged Louis, Liam and Niall as they hugged her back.

"I think we should get him some help." Liam whispered to Niall.

"Camila! Now!" I said harshly not caring about anyone or anything.

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Hai guys

Sorry for the late update, I was just fasting for Ramadan and had no energy to update but now I stayed up til 5:30am and wrote u guys one because ily guys

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