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"Let me sit on your face,

It's okay you can play with it,

When I'm bouncin' n chill out,

Don't you make a mistake with it,

Let me see what chu' workin' with".

-Get On Your Knees {Nicki Minaj ft. Ariana Grande}

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"You need to eat something darling, c'mon just have a little bite", Zayn tries to encourage. Since waking up Justin has had a face of pure glum. Zayn has surprised himself however, I mean- Zayn's never felt so protective over someone since Harry.

Zayn sighs and stares at Justin. Justin is sat with a blank face, his eyes are downcast plainly staring at the bowl of Cheerios placed before him. His hair is messy and he's picking at his fingernails rapidly.

"Talk to me at least, hun", Zayn encourages softly taking Justin's hand into his own in an attempt to get him to stop attacking and picking the skin and nail. Zayn rubs the red and blooded area by his fingernails and looks back at him.

"Is this about Jason McCann?" He asks softly. As soon as Justin's body tenses Zayn knows he's right. "He left me", Justin whispers. Zayn's a little bit shocked, he didn't realise Justin would begin to talk so quick, let alone tell him that.

But Zayn's also shocked because Justin and Jason were the schools power couple, they were like Jay-Z and Beyoncé.

"He left me", Justin repeats, his eyes beginning to leak with warm tears. "And I don't know why, I told him that I forgave him but he still l-left me". Justin's retracts his hand from Zayn's hold and covers him face beginning to cry.

He feels so betrayed and so heartbroken. Betrayed because him and Jason had so much plans, so many plans that are now ruined and thrown into the bin. Heartbroken because he loved Jason for goodness sake, and he still does!

He loves Jason so much, so much that it's killing him.

"What did he do, love?" Zayn asks, taking Justin into his arms.

Justin realises that he's said to much, as much as he trusts Zayn he couldn't tell him what Justin has done because that would get him into some serious trouble then Jason would hate him even more.

"May I please go home?" Justin asks, his voice cracking slightly. Justin rubs his eyes harshly in a brisk attempt to stop the tears. He lets Zayn's arms fall at his side as he stands up.

"You can't go home yet love, your father is not home yet", Zayn informs beginning to stand up as well.

"He's never at home", Justin mumbles. Since he's moved in with his father Justin hasn't seen his dad hardly at all. When he asks his father where he's been he just says that it's work, but why would he father leave for work in a suit when he works for a car rental company? They have uniforms.

"I'm just gonna get changed", Justin says leaving the room leaving no chance for Zayn to answer.

When Justin enters the room he's staying in he checks his phone.

14 missed calls and 10 text messages.

10 missed calls from kacy💕🍌
4 missed calls from delia🌸💓

Kacy💕🍌
-Babe, I heard what happened are you okay?x
-Call me honey x
-Babe?
-Please let me know if your alright!!x
-Justin??
-I really need to know if your okay xxxx

Delia🌸💓
-are you alright Justin?xxx
-were going crazy, please babe xx
-Justin ??
-call us please

Justin sighs and types a reply to Kacy 'I'm coming to school today, see you there b'

Justin gets changed into a plain grey Nike tracksuit with white air forces and quickly brushes his teeth. He grabs his school bag not bothering to do his hair, he just lets it fall over flat on his forehead and a little over his eyes.

As Justin makes his way to the door he's met with a hugging pair. Justin swallows the lump in his throat, ignores the pain in his heart and the feelings of envy and jealousy.

"Oh, Justin! Would you like a ride to school? Your car so still there from yesterday", Harry tells him. Justin stares blankly at the pair who stare back at him in pity and worry. Justin shakes his head, "I wanna walk". He mumbles.

"It's raining outside, darling. You might catch a cold and we don't need you I'll do we?" Zayn states softly. Zayn grabs a jacket off the rack and hands it to Justin, "Here take this, it's going to be minus two today so you'll get cold".

Justin takes he black Moncler jacket and says a small thank you.

"We better head off, c'mon," Harry says.

During the journey to school Justin's phone vibrates in his pocket. He pulls it out and his eyes widen. Fear crawls up is body as the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. His breaths get heavy as he begins to sweat mildly.

From: Unknown.

You're dead, lover boy.

"Are you okay, Justin?" Zayn asks hearing Justin's heavy breaths. "Uh, y-yeah", Justin shakily replies stuffing the phone quickly into his pocket. Justin bites his nails as he tries to figure out who the hell could have written that. Could it be Jason? No, no it couldn't. He wouldn't do that.

You're dead, lover boy.

You're dead, lover boy.

You're dead, lover boy.

Cold chills continues to run up and down Justin's spine at the thought of somebody out to kill him. Maybe it was just a joke or an empty threat? He hadn't done anything to wrong anybody.

"JUSTIN?"

Justin snaps out of his thoughts at the voice of Harry calling him. "I though I lost you there, bud", Harry jokes. "Let's get in quick before he get drenched".

Justin pulls up his hood and gets out the car quickly jogging towards the gates. Next thing, he's laying on the ground with a face full of concrete. "Ahh fuck", mumbles cupping his throbbing cheek.

"Are you okay?" A deep voice asks grabbing his shoulder roughly pulling him up to his feet. Justin watches the boy wearily. The boy looks shocked seeing Justin face to face. But then the shocked look turns into a sinister smirk. The hand on Justin's shoulder tightens.

"Justin! Justin! Hurry up!" Zayn's voice shouts. Justin swore he had never been so happy to hear Zayn's voice.

The boy lowers his head until Justin feels his rancid breaths fanning over his left ear.

"See you around, lover boy".

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a/n:
Picture of the guy up top
Justin's so depressed it's making me depressed.