Tearing Me Apart *On Hold*

Kaitlynn's POV

"Where's Zayn?" Perrie questioned. She glared at me.

"He's right in here. Come in." I said. She walked in, shoving her shoulder into me.

I turn on my heel and walk behind her. I look at her outfit. She didn't even dress that well, so why does he like her. She walks up to Zayn still holding that object. I try to see what it is. It's big and looks like a weapon. I get closer and see that it is a sledgehammer. Why would she have that with her?

"Zayn, why didn't you go home last night and why did you hang up on me?" Perrie starts.

Zayn looked at her, then at me. "I didn't feel like going home. I needed to get away from home."

"So you're trying to get rid of me now?" Perrie's voice started to shake, like she was about to cry. Zayn comes up to her and kisses her. She kisses back. I turn away because I can't stand to look at that. They pull away.

"Babe, don't ever think I'm trying to get rid of you. I love you and would do anything for you. I just was hanging out here last night and I fell asleep." Zayn said, smiling. I rolled my eyes. You fell asleep in my bed, I added in my mind.

"I love you too, Zayn." Perrie cooed. I look over at Elaina, Niall, Liam, and Sam. They were standing there in shock. I walk up to them.

"Let's leave these two lovebirds alone." I said, pushing them into the kitchen. I have something to tell them and I don't want Zayn or Perrie to know.

"What was that for?" Niall and Sam asked.

"Yeah, what was it for?" Liam questioned.

I looked from Elaina, to Niall, to Sam, and finally to Liam. How am I going to tell them? How are they going to take the news? I rub my sweaty hands together.

"Tell us." Elaina pressured. "It's alright."

"Alright, but you can't tell anyone." I told them. They nodded their head. "Well, I have feelings for Zayn, but you can't tell him or the others, especially Louis or Harry. I don't want Perrie finding out."

It grew quiet. I looked down at my shoes and started playing with my hands. I wonder what they'll say. I hope they don't take it the wrong way, but knowing Liam and Sam it might.

"You can't have feelings for him. It's impossible." Liam finally said. I looked up at him, tears filling my eyes.

"It's not impossible if you grew up with him." I said, running out of the kitchen to my room. I passed Perrie and Zayn, but they were too deep in conversation to look up as I passed.

I plopped down on my bed and screamed. "I need to talk to Justin." I picked up my phone and dialed his number.

He picked up on the second ring. "Hello."

"Hey, Beebz." I said into the phone.

"What's up?" He asked.

"I can't stay in this house any longer. What are you doing today?"

"Nothing really. Do you want to hang out?" He asked.

"Of course. I'll be ready." I replied.

"Be there in 20." He said. I hung up. I'm glad I have other best friends. Friends like Justin, who don't have a crazed girlfriend who wants to kill me for hanging out with him. Yes, I do mean Justin Bieber. Behind the rumors he is a really nice guy.

I go to the bathroom and straighten out my clothes. I don't think I want to wear this now that I have cried all over it. I go to my walk-in closet and look for the perfect outfit. I'm only hanging out with Justin, but I don't want to look tacky standing next to him. Finally, I find the perfect outfit. It's a kind of tannish shirt with some black jeans and nude laser cut leather shoes. I grab a black scarf and my gold jewelry.

I put on my clothes and walk downstairs. Everybody was in the living room except for Liam and Samantha. Must have left. They were all talking, but stopped when I came in. I wasn't bothered by it, so I just sat down next to Elaina, who shifted in her seat, closer to Niall. I just looked around and everybody was staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Why did you change?" Zayn asked.

"Because I'm hanging out with Justin today, which means all of you need to be leaving." I snapped. They all looked at me, then gathered their things. Elaina didn't take one look at me. What is her problem? "Elaina, can we talk?"

"Sure." She said. I walked to the kitchen and she followed me. She sat down at the counter and looked out the window.

"What's up with you?" I asked.

"Nothing." She laughed nervously.

"Did you tell Zayn?" I questioned because I have a feeling she did.

She glanced over at me, then to the window. "No. I promise I didn't tell, but I'm not supposed to tell you this."

"Tell me what?" I looked at her, nervous of what she had to say.

"Okay. Zayn's throwing you a surprise birthday party. That's what we were talking about." She said, and pranced away.

I have a feeling that's not what they were talking about and that I should be worried somebody told Zayn. I shrug it off as I get a text from Justin saying that he was here.

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