Zayn led me over to the back of his house where a stain glass door was pulled open. I walked through and saw a small crowd of just Louis and Vanessa hovering their bodies over  someone.

"Harry!" Zayn called out.

Vanessa and Louis moved to a side to reveal a body on one knee in the ground, intentionally focused on the motorcycle he was working with.

Harry stood up and turned to me, he was just as frightening as Zayn is at times.

"Hello there?" His voice sounded confused.

"Hi." I shyly smiled.

Harry looked up at Zayn as if he was wondering who I was. Zayn immediately stepped in next to me.

"This is Paige." He smiled.

"Finally!" Harry exclaimed. "It's about time we get to see you."

I was about to respond to him but Zayn interrupted me before I had the chance.

"Oookay, she's already heard the story. There's no need for her to hear it again."

Harry rolled his eyes before looking back at the motorcycle he was working on, "Hey, listen, your motorcycle is fixed. It seems Ezra couldn't find the wire to make it stop working."

My head turned to look at Zayn by the sound of the name Ezra. What could he be doing to mess with Zayn this time?

"Ezra?"

"It's nothing." Zayn's vice got stern.

"He's messing with you again?" I asked.

Zayn didn't answer only looked away. I decided to turn to his friends who were quietly looking at us. I didn't really need their approval that Zayn was lying, I saw right through him.

They all nodded in agreement starting with Louis. I then noticed Vanessa lace her fingers with Harry's and walk back inside the house. Louis followed leaving Zayn and I alone again.

I turned back to Zayn as he started to look around. His actions started to get to me. I took a step forward to look up at him, his eyes were filled with revenge. This has to stop.

"Zayn," I softly spoke. "What ever he did, don't get involved. He's not worth it."

Zayn's nostrils flamed in anger, his eyes never meeting mine. It came to the point I had to cup his cheeks with the palm of my hands to bring his head down to look at me.

His face relaxed, breathing becoming regular again.

My eyes flickered from eye to eye, trying to read his expression. He finally calmed down giving me enough time to talk again.

"Ignore him, you'll see he'll leave you alone."

Zayn moved away from my touch, his back turning towards me as he ran a hand through his hair.

"No he won't, you don't know him! He won't stop until he sees me dead on the ground!" He angrily exclaimed.

I didn't understand it, from what Zayn told me the other night Ezra was the one who was hooking up with his girlfriend. So why is he trying to get back at Zayn?

"I-Is there something I'm missing?" I uttered.

The way Zayn quickly turned back around made me jump inside but not move away which was what I think he was thinking of. He was going to say something, I know he was, but he shut himself up before he could. I walked back up to him, his face was confused.

I rose my hands to cup his cheeks again, a touch he found calming. My thumb carelessly ceased the warm surface of his skin making his eyes flutter closed. He quickly looked back up with a stern look on his face.

"When I finished off with Ezra, I left the bar and I walked back to my house but in my way there, Ezra's group of guys ran into me. I turned them against him and he ended up with nothing. His days of being the worst feared guy in town was over." He paused to cup my hands over his cheeks, "Since he didn't have a tall family to be with him or anything else, he wanted to get back at me for ruining his life."

I remained quiet, his grip on my hand becoming stiffer as the thoughts came to his mind.

"Zayn!" I slightly gasped at the grip he had on my hand.

Zayn immediately pulled away, taking a few steps back. In sure he didn't mean to hurt me which made him feel bad.

"I'm sorry." He spoke in guilt.

"Don't be." I tried to smile, "You deserve to be angry but I don't want you to."

I took hold of his hand again, my eyes looking down as I observed my fingers lightly trace over his knuckles. All of a sudden I felt my chin being pushed up and Zayn's lips gently touch mine. The peck left me utterly speechless, eyes that I didn't know were closed fluttered open.

"It's nice that you care but I think it's better if you just stay out of this." His eyes squinted closed in acknowledgement.

What Zayn said left me hurting inside. I don't understand why he's always doing that but no matter how hard I try not to let it bother me, it always does.

"Oh." I tried to sound like nothing happened, "Okay."

Zayn made me look back up at him when I looked back down. A smile curved into his pink plumb lips.

"Come on, let's just leave this alone and enjoy the rest of the day." He chuckled. "Besides, I have two other people I really want you to meet."

"Oh really?" I smiled looking a bit mischievous, deciding to let go of what Zayn just told me a few minutes ago. "And why is it that now you want to introduce me to all your friends?"

Zayn didn't answer only shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Let's go back inside." He laced his fingers with mine.

Walking back over inside, all eyes started to stare at us. I even noticed that Louis took a second glance at our hands.

"You're back?" Harry asked looking at me.

Vanessa slapped his arm which made him look at her with his big green eyes. "What?"

"What my friend here ment to say, love, is we thought you might've left?" Louis corrected.

"Louis!" Vanessa exclaimed glancing back from Louis to Harry, "Seriously guys?"

"Leave? Why would I leave?" I asked.

They all glanced at each other before looking back at Zayn. "Uhh..."

"Never mind them." Zayn moved us forward to the granite countertop everyone else was around.

"Oh Zayn," Harry stood up from the stool he was sitting in, "I just got a call from Niall saying he needs us at the shop."

"What? Why?" He asked.

Harry's eyes widened, almost as if they were speaking their own language so the others don't understand what they're talking about.

"Oh." Zayn agreed.

"Yeah, we should go." Harry started to move away towards the door, digging for his keys in his front pockets.

I looked back at Zayn as he got ready to leave, where could he be going now that's so secretive?

"Where are you guys going?" I asked.

Zayn untwined our hands before turning his back to me, his head turning slightly, "Nothing big, just doing some business."

He turned back to Louis, "Hey, go with Harry, I'll meet you both outside."

Louis did as he was told and followed Harry back out the front door.

"Hurry, mate!" He called out. "And tell Paige she could stay here with Vanessa."

I looked back at Zayn, he nodded his head in agreement. Just before he left I had enough time to grip his hand, "Is everything okay?"

"Everything is fine." He chuckled. "Look, I'll be right back and it's not like I'm leaving you alone, you have Vanessa here to keep you company. Talk to her about girl stuff or something and you'll see, time will go by really fast."

A loud honking sound was heard from outside making Zayn hurry over to grab his black leather jacket, "Don't worry."

I didn't even have the time to respond before he pecked his lips against mine and turned back to Vanessa, "See you later."

And with that he walked over to the door and it wasn't long before we heard the sounds of a car driving away.

"Great." I scoffed, "Now what?"

There was a moment of silence, I even forgot I wasn't alone before the voice of Vanessa surrounded our quiet atmosphere.

"I have an idea!" She shrieked.