TAYLOR'S P.O.V.

I decided to call Mike up. Stupid little Robin and Zayn were not gonna get in the way of my plans. His phone rang twice before he picked up.

"Hello?"

"Why did it take you so long to pick up!?"

"I was busy."

"Ugh. You're always busy. Anyways I need you to come do your job again."

"AGAIN?!?! Listen Taylor once was enou-"

"No you listen to me. I don't care that you got kicked out of school. I don't care that Zayn was your friend. I don't even care that you don't wanna do it again!!!! YOU'RE GOING TO DO AS I SAY. Do we have an understanding?"

He sighed before saying, "Yes, we do."

"Good. Now I'm going to need you to come around December 3rd. I wanna give Zayn and Robin some time, then crush their souls."

"Alright, alright I got it."

"Don't forget."
Click!

Now I've to come up with a story.

Hmm..should I get pregnant?
No, Zayn would never cheat, but I can always pretend and it won't be until Mike comes anyway. Perfect.

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ZAYN'S P.O.V.

*Knock* *Knock*

"Zayn do you want anything to eat or drink? You've been up here ever since you came home from school."

"Nah, I'm good. I'm just...thinking."

"Oh, well how's Robin?"

"...A little better."

"Will she be at school tomorrow?"
I shook my head sadly.

"Oh, well hope she gets much better. I Love you hun."

"I Love you too mom."
She closed my door and I sat up.

It just doesn't add up.
How could she get sick so quickly? And... where are all these bruises coming from?
Well, there's no use in calling her, she's probably asleep.

*Beep* *Beep*

Oh great, a text from Taylor. Why won't she just leave me alone!! I didn't even bother to text back. But five minutes later she called me. Nope, there was no chance of me returning that call. Well it was getting late so I just went to bed pretty early. I mean if you consider 8:34p.m. early enough. Of course, it took me 2 hours to finally get to sleep because I thought of the worst of why these bad things were happening to my poor Robin.

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~TUESDAY AT SCHOOL~

I was walking up to my locker and the first thing I saw was...her. But she wasn't trying to open up my locker, maybe she finally caught my drift.

"Why are you just standing there?"

She gave me a puppy dog look, "I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am and that I've learned my lesson. In fact I haven't even thought about calling Mike."

Ha I guess she did. "Well good, no guy or girl is gonna hurt my Bradford Queen."

"Wait...she's your. ..girlfriend?"

"Yeah, I made it official some days ago."

"Why?"

'What do you mean "why"? I love her and sh-'

"Hey Zayn, you gotta come check out this football video. It's radical man!!"

"Alright, Alright. I guess I'll catch you later."

"Bye."

*RING* *RING*

~LUNCH TIME~

I was sitting at the table with four of the best football players in the school, also known as my friends, Harry, Daniel, Liam, and Robert. We were laughing about the video we saw earlier, then Taylor came.

What was she up too now?

"Hey Zayn and Zayn's friends."

"Hey.", they all said at once.

"So Zayn you thinking about calling Robin today?"

"What, are you kidding me!? After what Zayn did to her that day, he should be embarrassing her again. This time in front of the entire school.", Liam said.

"Oh I'm sorry, I think I was talking to Zayn. Now as I was saying, Zayn, are you gonna call up your girlfriend?"

"Zayn you made her your girlfriend?!", Harry exclaimed.

I just looked down at my tray.
"Oh I see Zayn, you score then break her heart aah.", Daniel said high-fiving Liam.

"Nope, Zayn said this one is perfect. No break-ups, no nothing, just him and her."

"Zayn you really said that??", asked Robert.

"Well Robert she's ju-"

"No Zayn. Just. ..no. Look I'm sorry man but we can't let this happen. You're no longer allowed at our table.", Robert stated.

"What?!"

"Yeah, that's right!! We'll get nerdy boy if we have too, but you...we can't accept."

So I left but I took Taylor with me, pulling her by her arm.

"I thought you said you were sorry!!"

"Yeah, well I say a lot of things I don't mean. So what?
What are you gonna do about it?" She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Maybe I didn't make this clear before but you don't go ne-"

"Oh you made it clear alright, I just chose not to listen."

She started to walk away but I turned her around and got close in her face, "Then do. what. I. say, because this is your last warning."

She got loose and walked back to her table. I walked home, while taking a smoke. I just couldn't finish the rest of my day.

*30 MINUTES LATER*

I walked inside hoping to find mom in the living room watching her soap operas, but she wasn't there. Oh well, maybe she went to buy some groceries. I just walked up to my room, closed the door, and listened to some Chris Brown & Lady Antebellum, making sure not to have my volume up too loud, in case someone knocked at my door or something. And I was right 4 songs later I had a knock so I took my earphones out and opened up my door, but it was mom, not that it was a bad thing, but she was sorta crying.

"Zayn we need to talk, now."

"Okay, let's go sit on my be-"

"No. I'm not gonna talk to you, somebody else is..."

We walked down the stairs only to find my "step-parents" standing in the living room.
What could've happened?

"Zayn, sweetie we don't know how to tell you this -but Robin. ..she's in the hospital.."

Authors NOTE:

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