There's No Such Thing As Too Young

*Zayn's POV*

"This brings back some memories, huh?" Liam chuckled, observing the students as the filed out of the school gates, laughing and joking with their friends.

I was parked outside and waiting for Drella.

She hadn't text me back today, and that was weird.

Liam and I had been busy painting all day, but I'd had my phone on me at all times.

"Yeah, we were little shits in high school." I laughed, thinking back to things we used to do.

"I might have to pull a teenager like you and Lou." Liam joked, admiring some of the girls around.

"You're crazy."

"And this is coming from the guy who's engaged to a Seventeen year old." Liam scoffed.

I rolled my eyes at him.

I caught sight of Emily walking out of the gates, Drella wasn't with her.

I frowned, that's strange.

They were always together.

She was heading towards Louis who was parked behind me, waiting to take her out and spend some time with her.

I quickly rolled down my window.

"Emily!" I yelled, causing her to look up.

She looked at me weirdly and made her way over, looking at me in confusion.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Picking Drella up..." I trailed off, causing her eyes to widen.

"She left at lunchtime!"

"She what? Why?!" I asked, my voice high.

I was panicking now.

"She had a run in with Megan!" Emily exclaimed, tugging at her hair.

"Did she say where she was going?" Liam asked calmly, trying to be rational about the whole situation, whereas I was going insane.

"She said that she was going home because she wanted Zayn, are you sure she hasn't been home?" Emily asked.

"Obviously not if I'm here, wondering where the hell my girlfriend is!" I yelled, ducking back into the car as students looked around for the source of the shouting.

I was so lucky that my car had tinted windows.

"How long ago did she leave?" Liam wondered.

"Lunch was Three hours ago."

"Where is she?!" I bellowed.

"I don't know, Zayn! Stop shouting at me!"

"We need to find her, I have to. Go and get into the car with Drella, look around town for her and call me if you find her!" I instructed, starting up the car.

Emily nodded and quickly ran to Louis's car.

I sped off down the street, my tires screeching across the tarmac.

"Slow down! You're going to get arrested!" Liam yelled, gripping onto his seat.

"I don't give a shit! I need to find her! Call her for me!" I growled, turning a corner.

Liam obeyed me and pulled out his phone, letting it ring.

I looked over at him.

"It's gone straight to voicemail, she's switched it off."

I snarled again and sped up.

Where the hell is she?!

Why is her phone switched off?!

Why didn't she come home?!

"Let's try the park, she can't have gone far." Liam spoke seriously.

I nodded calmly and drove down the road that lead to the car park for the park.

My heart was banging against my chest.

I skidded into the car park, parking up and throwing my car door open, jumping out and slamming the door.

"I'll take the north side, you take west! We'll search the others after!" I decided, not giving him time to answer before I sprinted through the park entrance.

I was looking around erratically, but the park was seemingly empty.

I needed to find Drella.

I couldn't take the risk of losing her.

I continued to run around for another hour, hearing nothing from Liam.

I was about to give up and search somewhere else, but that's when I heard a quiet sob from behind me.

I span around.

Drella.

She was under a large oak tree, shaded away from daylight.

Her knees were pulled up to her chest and she was sobbing into them, her body shaking and trembling.

I sprinted over to her, dropping to my knees.

She jumped as she was startled.

"Drella, sweetheart. Where have you been? Why did you run away?" I asked frantically, pulling her body into my arms and embracing her.

Her clothes were damp, which seemed funny because it hadn't rained at all today.

Her hair had also gone curly, much like it does when she's showered and not straightened her hair.

Drella's eye makeup had smudged under her eyes, telling me that she had been crying for a long time.

Drella grasped onto me tightly, crying into my shoulder.

"What happened to you, baby? Why are you wet?"

"Megan and her friends." She sobbed, just stuttering out the name.

I tensed up.

"What did they do to you?" I asked, taking her face in my large hands and forcing her to look at me.

Fresh tears fell down her pale face and her nose was red from where she had been rubbing it.

She shook her head as the tears spilled.

"They held me still and she threw water o-on m-me." She hiccupped, throwing herself into my arms again.

My blood boiled and my temper flared.

"Zayn? Zayn!" I heard the distinct voice of Liam shouting my name in the distance.

I looked up.

"Over here!" I yelled back, shrugging my hoodie off and wrapping it around Drella tightly.

Liam came running over to us, panting heavily.

"You found her."

I nodded and pursed my lips.

"We need to get her home and dry, call Liam and let him know that I've found her." I instructed, picking Drella up and standing on my feet.

Liam did as he was told and also grabbed her bag.

I carried Drella to the car, laying her in the back and ordering Liam to drive so I could sit with her and warm her up.

I instructed all the guys to meet us at mine and Drella's house.

Drella allowed to me to carry her inside our house and upstairs, where I took her into the bathroom.

She stood shivering in the middle of the room, sniffling and wiping her eyes.

Liam was downstairs waiting for everyone to turn up, they were also worried about Drella.

I kissed Drella's forehead gently, rubbing her arms and unzipping my hoodie, pushing it off her shoulders.

She shuddered when I proceeded to pull off her jumper, letting the cool air hit her skin.

She wrapped her arms around her torso, shielding it from my view.

I could see the outline of her ribs and her backbone, but my eyes focused on something else.

I gently grasped ahold of her arms.

They were covered in bruises and they were in the shape of hands.

By the size of the bruises, it was safe to say they were caused by a male.

My jaw clenched but I kept quiet.

I'd deal with that later.

Next, I leaned down to pull off her shoes and socks, dumping them into the corner, with the other items of clothing.

I proceeded to unbutton her jeans and tug them down her thighs, letting her kick them off the rest of the way.

She stood before me in her bra and panties, shivering as she continued to hide her body from me.

I sighed and leaned into the shower cubicle to switch it on.

Once the water was on, I made my way back over to Drella.

I stood behind her with one hand on her hip and the other unclasping her bra.

I kissed her shoulder gently as I removed her bra and tossed it aside.

I then hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her black panties, pulling them down.

Drella kicked them off her feet and I took her hand, guiding her into the shower.

She moaned lightly when her skin made contact with the warm water.

She reached out and pressed her wet fingers to my chin.

"I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about." I assured her, kissing her palm.

Drella nodded and pulled her hand back.

"I'm going downstairs, beautiful. Call me if you need me, I'll be back to check on you in a little while." I mummed, brushing her wet arm.

She nodded and smiled slightly.

I left her to it, shutting the bathroom door.

Rocky sat in front of it, keeping guard.

I patted his head as I walked past, jogging down the steps.

When I entered the living room I was met with the sight of my friends watching me anxiously.

I silently plopped down onto the sofa, covering my face tiredly.

"How is she?" Harry asked, sitting down next to me as the others looked at me expectantly.

"She's shaken up."

Everyone nodded.

"She has bruises on her arms, one of those bastards held her down." I growled, clenching my fists.

"I would have helped if I was there, Zayn, I'm sorry." Emily muttered shamefully, looking down at the ground.

Louis wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"It's not your fault, Emily." I replied, sighing.

"What is she going to do?" Niall inquired.

"Nothing, I already know. But, that doesn't mean I'm gonna stand back and potentially watch her get hurt again."

"What do you mean?" Niall frowned.

I ignored his question.

"Emily, where does that gang hang around after school?" I asked her, a sly grin making its way onto my face.

"I've seen them by the alley next to Bernadette's, the craft store." She informed me.

I nodded thoughtfully.

"I don't like the look on your face, what are you up to?" Harry asked skeptically, narrowing his eyes.

"I'm gonna pay them a visit, and give the guy something to chew on for touching Drella." I told them.

Harry groaned.

"I'll come with you." Louis nodded to me.

"Me too." Niall added.

"Me Three." Liam spoke.

We all looked at Harry.

He shook his head quickly, but we all continued to look at him.

He hesitated under our gazes.

"Fine, I'm in." He sighed, caving in.

I leaned back, satisfied.

"We'll give those kids something to talk about." I smiled, cracking my knuckles.

Nobody hurts Drella and gets away with it.

I've let the other incidents pass, but that's not happening this time.

I'm their worst nightmare.

Notes

What has Zayn got in store for Megan Fowler & Hannah Sosa?
Stay tuned!

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