Zayn's POV

"You're crazy..."

"Am I?"

"It's just shock from matching the description of the killers.."

"Is it?"

"Amelia! Stop! This is crazy talk."

"Are you sure Zayn?"

I stared at her as she slowly walked towards me. I'm actually kind of scared right now. She won't take her eyes off of me. She is beaming me down.

"Zayn. Do you hate me?"

"What? How cou-"

"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!" she said pushing me down on the couch.

"I uh... I"

"So you do hate me."

She did a creepy chuckle and walked into the kitchen. Should I get up and run? Should I call the cops? I heard the drawer open in the kitchen. What is she getting? I took a deep breath but before I could exhale, a knife was up to my throat.

"If you tell anyone, and I mean anyone. About me and Harry killing those two men. I will have to kill you."

"What the fuck?" I stood up and grabbed her arm

"Zayn!"

"NO! Amelia! Stop! This isn't you! I told you hanging out with him would do this to you. Look at you! Your holding a knife... and... you just threatened to slit my throat... Amelia.... Look at yourself. You look like a hooker. You smell like cigarettes, you just killed a man. AMELIA! WAKE UP!"

"This is me now Zayn... I... I can't shake it." she started to cry


I walked over to her and took the knife out of her hand. I pulled her into a hug and we stood there as she wept. I put my chin on the top of her head and started to stoke her hair. I can't believe this.

"Sh... sh... It's okay. It's okay. Come on. Lets go sleep in my room. And in the morning. We will go out for coffee."

She nodded her head and we walked into the bedroom. She looked very shaken. Like she saw a ghost. But I mean. She kind of just threatened to kill me. I know I should call the cops and get her out of here before she actually does. But she could never kill me...

Amelia's POV

I woke up and my body was so weak. I had this weird feeling I had my period... I looked over and Zayn was already up and out. I took off the covers and I bled through my pants right onto Zayn's bed.

"Shit! Fuckk!!" I whispered to myself

My period is off track. I'm not supposed to have it another 3 weeks.... I got my phone and looked up why I could possibly get it...Oh. Harry popped my... cherry. Shit... I decided to read up on it, and it says that its like a period. But heavier. And happens once you have your first time. Shit. I went into Zayn's drawers and took out a new pair of pants and underwear. Yes. I am going to wear his underwear.

"Good morning beautiful!" Zayn said walking in

"OH! Uh..." I said throwing the blanket over the blood stain

"Lets lay down for a little before we go out"

"No! Lets not. I want to go now!"

"Not in that! We will stop at your house before. Now come on! Lay down!" He said plopping onto the bed

I watched in shock as he rolled over to the side I was sleeping on. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Zayn!"

"What?"

"I uh..-"

"Come on get under the covers with m- AHHHH!"

"IM SORRY!!"

"WHAT THE FUCK AMELIA!!!!"

"I didn't know!!!"

"Looks like someone murdered your vagina!"


Harry.

"I got my period!!!"

"Ugh. There's tampons in the upstairs bathroom. Second drawer to the left."

I ran up the stairs and got into the bathroom. I've never used one before. I know I know. Out of my 18 years of living I haven't used a tampon. Well there is a chemical in them that could be released. Until I heard that was a rumor. But okay... here we go. I un-rapped it and stared at it. I sat down on the ground and spread my legs. Okay. So this goes in here. And I push this up. And...

"OWWW!!!" I yelled

"You okay in there?" Zayn laughed

I put it in and stood up. I grabbed a couple more for safe keeping. I walked downstairs. I felt like I had a dick in my vagina, got lost, and can't find it's way out.

"Ready."

We go into the car and started to drive. This is so weird. I haven't been in the car with Zayn in so long. I looked over at him, there was something different. Oh I know.

"Zayn. Why don't you have your glasses on?"

"Huh? Oh uh, I just don't wear them anymore."

"I like them on you though."

"Yeah, I know. I don't really like them."

"Well can you put them on? Creeps me out when you don't"

"...Because im ugly?"

"What? No! Because I'm not use to it!"

"I don't know."

"I like them on."

"I like them off."

"Please!"

"Yeah well. I can't always please you can I Amelia?"

That shut me right up. What the fuck was his problem. The rest of the ride we were silent. Wasn't that long though. Like a 5 minute drive until we got there.

"I'll be right back."

I walked in. Good. looks like there is no sign of my parents.

"Oh Amelia! Thank God your okay!" My mother came over hugging me

"Um... hi...?"

"Is that Amelia? Oh my baby! Your okay!" My father said coming in


"Okay. That's enough love. Off. Now."

They let go of me. I looked at them. Woah. They look different. My mothers hair was done. And my father was shaved. They looked at me with a welcoming smile

"Okay.. well. Im going out." I said walking into my room

"Okay. Don't be out late! We are having a nice dinner tonight." My father yelled

"Can't I live with Zayn now. Like I pretty much have since I was little."

My mother walked into my room and sat on my bed.

"You know. You and Zayn are going to get married."

"No mother..."

"Mother is always right."

"That's when your wrong."

"Amelia. Why won't you talk to me?"

"Oh I don't know mother. Maybe because you don't give a fuck about me, or my life. You never have. I wouldn't even call you my mother, Zayn's mom is more of a mother to me. Your a drunk. You use to hit me when I was a child. And dad would sit there and laugh. Why wont I talk to you? Because I hate you. And I wish you were dead."

"Oh... well... I see... I'll just leave you alone..."

"Good."

She walked out and I put on a pretty light blue sweater with jeans and brown boots. Looking at my old clothes makes me laugh a little. I look like a prep. I like the way I dressed when I was with Harry. I felt sexy. I just feel like a child in this, I put my hair into a sock bun and walked out.

"Okay. Deuces" I said throwing my peace sign in the air

"Amelia, Please be home for a family night."

"Why? So mother can beat me and you laugh? No thanks."

"Please, we are trying our hardest to be a family."

"You had 18 years to try. Now it's just pathetic."

I closed the door behind me and walked to the car. Zayn was looking down at his phone

"Gee's why did it take so long?"

"Nothing."

Zayn looked back up from his phone and opened his eyes wide.

"Wow. You look so pretty!"

"Hey! You put your glasses back on!"

"I just want you to feel comfortable."

We started to back out but my dad was running out to the car.... shit. He knocked on the window and opened the door on the drivers side.

Zayn's POV

"Zayn my boy" He said grabbing my arm

"Uhh.. uh.. Hi?" I said looking back at Amelia

"Dad!"

"What...?"

This is weird. I haven't talked to him since I was 6.

"Uh. Hello sir. How are you?"

"I'm good. Say, why don't you come over tonight for family night? Starts at 6"

"Um... sure? Thank you Mr. Sterwood." I said getting back into my car

"Dad. Leave."

"Okay! You kids have fun now! Be back soon!"

We drove off in an awkward silence. I wanted to put the radio on. But that's even more awkward because im trying to stop it.

"Uh so Amelia,"

"Im sorry about my dad. They are acting weird."

"Its okay. Don't worry about it."

She didn't respond back... okay. I want to hold her hand and walk into this coffee shop without her being weird about it. Ugh I cant do that though. What if she cuts my hand off...Haha. She wont do that. We got to the coffee shop and Amelia just waited in the car. I got the hint and went to the other side of the car to open it. I grabbed her hand and helped her out. She put her arm around mine. Weird... We walked in and Amelia went to find us a seat.

"Hi, can I have a medium coffee light with 2 sugars and a small mocha iced coffee light extra extra"

"Your wife is beautiful" said the cashier

"Isn't she." I said smiling looking back at Amelia


"Here," I handed her the drink

"Thank you Zayn"

"So Amelia. I want to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Anything. Is there anything you want to talk about?" Hoping she says yes

"Yes actually. Us."


"Us... um.. what about us?"

"....where... where do we stand?"

"Well, considering you just threatened to kill me.... "

"I know... im sorry. I was just scared that you wou-"

"That I would rat you out..."

I looked at her and she looked down at her drink and took a sip trying to ignore that comment. I understand that she would be scared after what happened...

"Amelia. Why did you kill him?"

She looked up at me with a scared face. Like she saw a ghost


"Amelia. You heard what I said. Why did you kill him?" I said in a whisper

"Why... well... he scared me. He snuck up and I got scared and shot him."

"Why did Harry kill Colban..."

"Because. He slept with his ex girlfriend who died a couple years ago. We were about to leave but he said something about his ex girlfriend. And he got mad. And shot him"
"Oh, I mean he could of walked awa-"

"What's the fun in that?"

We finished our drinks and walked out. Amelia held onto my arm again, but this time tighter. I decided to go for a walk instead of going back home. She looked beautiful today, absolutely gorgeous. With the time Harry has in there. I'm going to try to change Amelia, and remind her who she really is. Lets take her somewhere only me and her went....

"Zayn? Where are we going?"

"You'll see"

Amelia's POV

Where is Zayn taking me? He better not take me to the police station. I swear to God. I looked up from fixing my shirt and saw Zayn had a few papers in his hand, what the hell?
"Zayn? What are those papers?"

"Oh nothing. Just some things that people passed out to me."

'Can I see?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

I got pissed off and ripped the papers out of his hand

"Killers on the loose?? 17 or 18 year old girl with long brown hair? And a 17 or 18 year old boy with curly brown hair? WHAT THE FUCK!!!" I looked at Zayn who tried to shush me

"Amelia. Sh... Don't draw attention"

"No! No! Come on."

I grabbed his hand and fast walked into a hair salon.

"Hi! I would like to dye my hair."

"Okay just pick out a color and we will call you in." The lady said to me pointing over to a wall of dye's

"Amelia... are you sure of doing this? I mean. I support you. But... are you sure?"

"Yes. I can't be caught on the streets matching the description again."

"okay... well how about this color? It's really pretty!"

"Hmm.... I want to stay away from browns. Because that's the description."

"Okay Ms. Are you ready?"

"Yes I am."

Zayn's POV

I waited for Amelia to be done. Gosh I hope she looks okay. I don't want her to fuck it up and hate it. I wonder how much this is going to be... Because I know she has no money. I took out a book to look at some celebrity shit. Some body else walked in and my stomach dropped.

"Excuse me ma'am. Have you seen anyone who meets this description?" A police officer asked the women at the desk

Shit shit shit.

"Haha sweetheart, this is a hair salon. Of course I've seen 17 or 18 year old girls with brown hair."

"Your right. Sorry. If anyone comes in here with this description please just be aware."

"Zayn! Do you like it??" Amelia said running

"Its beautiful! I said to her"

"Excuse me Ms." The police officer said to Amelia

Oh my god. Please....

"Uh yes sir?" Amelia said grabbing my hand

"What color was your hair before you got it died?"

"Brown."

"Did you get it cut?"

"Only a trim"

"How old are you?"

"18."

"I need to take you down for some questioning."

"What? What is this about" I said stepping in trying to play it cool

"It's about the shootings and the burning of the bakery?"

"The Sterwood... Bakery... Sir. That is mine. I am Amelia Sterwood. I use to play in there as a little girl. I did not burn it down. But please find the one's who did."

"Do you have any I.D."

"Uh.. yes." Amelia took out her school I.D. and showed it to him

"Uh huh. I am sorry about the bakery Ms. Sterwood. I promise you. We will find these people."

The police man walked out and we both looked at each other and laughed.

"I'll meet you in the car" Amelia said to me

"Are you paying for your girlfriend?"

"Yes."

I paid for the hair and walked out. I got back into the car and started to drive

"Zayn, I really missed spending time with you. I don't have to be scared."

"Scared? Of what"

"Oh uh.. I don't know. Not knowing what's going to happen?"

"Oh..."

All these people keep calling Amelia my girlfriend and wife... I mean, I keep lying and saying she is. But I can pretend. I know she is engaged to Harry...Ugh, we have to go to her family night... I'm kind of scared, what if we go and it turns into a shit show. I need to be more exciting. Isn't a relationship all about not knowing what's going to happen next? If I want this relationship to work, I need to do the unexpected.

We got to her house. It's around 5 and its already dark outside. We got out of the car and went inside

"Oh hello sweeties!" My mother said walking over mixing a bowl of salad

"It smells great in here Mrs. Sterwood."

"Why thank you Zayn! Amelia! Your hair is so beautiful!" Shes said smiling at him looking at me

"Come one Zayn." Amelia said grabbing my arm

We walked into her bed room and I shut the door behind me. We sat on her bed and laughed and joked around about what happened at the hair salon. We had an hour before dinner. Amelia laid down because she was laughing so hard. Her arms were wrapped around her stomach and she couldn't stop. I laid down next to her. My hand propped behind my head and one on her stomach. She stopped laughing and turned to me she was still trying to catch her breath. I took my hand and moved her hair out of her face smirking at her. Amelia placed her hand on the cheek and smiled.


"Your my best friend Zayn."

I just smiled at her and gave her a hug. I was just friend zoned.

"Time for dinner you too." Mr. Sterwood said peeking in

We got up and walked to the kitchen to wash our hands. Amelia took her ring off and placed it on the counter. Mrs. Sterwood passed out the potatoes. and Mr. Sterwood poured the drinks. I took some corn and steak and gave Amelia some. Mr. Sterwood started telling us stories and they were actually really funny. We were having a good time. Everyone was smiling, laughing and no one was fighting.

"You know. Me and your father met when we were 13." Mrs. Sterwood told us

"Really? I thought you met in Vegas?"

"We did. Our parents took us there and then Vegas became our go to spot for the rest of our lives."


"Oh that sounds very romantic" I added in

"You two met when you were 4th grade. And haven't stopped since. You two are always together. No matter what. You two find each other. I have never seen you two not smiling when in each others presence."

I turned to Amelia and she smiled at me. She put her hand on my shoulder

"Well mom. We are best friends."

Cool.

"Haha is that what it is?" My father stepped in

"No Dear. Its love. You two are in love. But you are two blind to see it"

"Exactly! It took Me and your mother 10 years to realize we loved each other."

"I say. You two are going to get married. It's written in the stars. Mothers intuition."

I turned back to Amelia and smiled. She giggled a little bit. I grabbed her hand


"Yes, Mrs. Sterwood. I love Amelia. I know I do. But we are to young right now to get married. One day she will realize she loves me. And when that day comes, I will have the ring ready."

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