"I'm scared." Justin told Zayn.

"Just stay calm, it doesn't hurt as bad as you think." Zayn replied, giving him a little smile to let him know everything will be okay.

Justin smiled back, and took a deep breath.

"Ready?" The tattoo artist asked Justin, holding his needle.

Justin gulped before nodding.

The tattoo artist pressed the needle onto Justin's arm which made him hissed in pain.

Zayn held Justin's hand to comfort him.

Justin was a bit shocked, but his gripped tightened. For some reason he liked that feeling. It helped him not focus on the pain. He stared into Zayn's hazel eyes, noticing how big and beautiful they are. He finds it odd that he thinks they are beautiful. He even saw the little eye freckle in his left eye. He observed his whole face and realized how symmetrical it is.

Justin stopped when Zayn caught him staring. He looked at their intertwined hands and smiled. He quickly frowned, not knowing why he's acting like this.

Zayn woke up from his sleep by yelling coming from downstairs. He left his room to check what's going on.

He saw his two little sisters standing on top of the stairs. They both turned around and looked at him.

"Zayn, why is mom and dad fighting again?" Waliyha asked.

"I'm scared." Safaa frowned, about to cry.

"It's gonna be okay, just go back in your room. I'll handle this." Zayn told them and they both nodded before heading into their room.

Zayn went downstairs and hear the commotion coming from the kitchen. He just stood against the wall and listened.

"You're always drunk that's why you got fired!" Trisha yelled at her husband, Yaser.

"I didn't even get good pay anyways, I'm still looking for a job!" He yelled back.

"No one is going to hire an alcoholic!"

"I haven't been drinking as much lately."

"Then what is this?!" She picked up a beer bottle from the table and held it up to his face.

"That's just one." He pushed her hand out of his face.

"Don't lie to me. I know you been secretly drinking more when no one is around." She held the beer bottle to his face again.

"I said it was just one!" He slapped the beer bottle out of her hand.

The glass shattered onto the ground and a piece got into Trisha's foot.

She screamed in pain and that's when Zayn rushed into the kitchen. He was shocked when he saw the piece of glass in his mom's foot.

"Zayn go to your room." Yaser told his son.

"What the hell is going on?" Zayn asked, ignoring what his dad said.

"Zayn, please just go to your room." Trisha said with tears as she tried to take the glass out of her foot.

Zayn just looked at them with anger for not answering his question. He stormed upstairs to his room and slammed the door shut. He let his back fall onto his bed, letting out a frustrated sigh. His parents been arguing ever since his dad got fired.

He's getting tired of it and he just wants them to stop. He's afraid that they will get a divorce. That's why he tries to get involved, but they always tell him to go to his room. He wants to get away, to get his mind off of this. If he stays here any longer, he'll lose it.

He grabbed his backpack and packed some clothes for tomorrow. He puts on a hoodie and shoes before taking his phone from the nightstand. He left through his window and carefully climbed down. Then he started walking down the street, not caring if it's the middle of the night.

Once he got to the pastel blue house, he climbed onto the tree and jumped on part of the roof. He knocked on one of the windows. A shirtless Harry opened it, looking like he just woke up.

The curly haired boy squinted his eyes and made a confused face once he saw Zayn.

"It's like midnight, what are you doing here?"

"My parents are fighting and I just wanted to get away. Is it cool if I sleep here for tonight?" Zayn asked.

"Sure, but-"

"Thanks mate. I could always count on you." Zayn interrupted him as he got in the room.

Zayn saw Selena who was laying on Harry's bed, only in her bra and panties. She squealed in embarrassment and quickly hid under the blanket.

"Oh shit!" Zayn covered his eyes.

"I was trying to warn you." Harry told his friend, and noticed he has blonde hair. "You dyed your hair?"

"Yeah. I also got a nose piercing." Zayn turned around to face Harry. "And I should sleep on the couch, yeah?"

"You can't, what if my dad or stepmom sees you?"

"Then where do I sleep?"

"Ariana's room."

"No. Did you know what happened yesterday?"

"You guys don't even have to talk."

"Fine, give me your sleeping mat."

Harry went to his closet to get his sleeping mat. Zayn left the room after Harry gave it to him. Zayn took a deep breath and lightly knocked on Ariana's room so their parents don't wake up.

Ariana opened the door, wearing a pink tank top and black shorts. Part of her brunette hair was covering her face and she put a strand behind her ear. She raised her eyebrows, not expecting to see a blonde Zayn with a nose piercing. She didn't think he could get any more attractive.

"My parents are fighting so I came here, and Harry told me to sleep in your room." Zayn explained. "I mean...if you're ok with that?"

"Yeah." Ariana stepped aside to let him in.

He set the sleeping mat far from her bed and she frowned.

"Zayn, about yesterday-"

"Harry said I didn't have to talk to you." Zayn cut her off.

"I just want you to know that I didn't use you. I just thought me and him would never happen."

"That's what Justin said..." Zayn said, quietly.

Ariana heard him.

"What?"

"I was chilling with him yesterday." Zayn answered. "He doesn't know if you guys broke up or not."

"I think we are taking a break, but what does that have to do with anything I said?"

"I told him that you used me and he said what you said."

"That I thought me and him would never happen?"

"Yeah."

"See? I would never hurt someone. I was hurt before." She sat on her bed.

"Really?" Zayn asked as he sat next to her.

"Yeah, I dated two guys and they both used me. One only wanted to make his ex jealous and the other one just wanted to hook up."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm over it."

"Not just for that, but for yesterday."

"It's ok." She gave him a forgiving smile. "We should get some sleep for school tomorrow."

"Is it ok if I sleep...here?" He asked, referring to her bed.

"Yeah." She nodded with a smile.

He kicked off his shoes and took off his backpack, placing it on the floor. He laid on the bed next to her where her back was facing him. There was also a big gap between them.

"You can move over if you want, I don't mind." She told him as she cover herself with the duvet.

He scooted over, closing the gap. He didn't realize how close their face were until she turned around.

"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"Hm?" He hummed, getting lost in her chocolate brown eyes.

"Why are you always with Perrie? She's seems jealous of me, because of you."

"Perrie is tutoring me for my calculus final. She's also my ex, and we manage to still be good friends."

"But don't we take the finals next month?"

"Yeah but I'm failing calculus and I want to do really good on the final."

"So why did you and Perrie break up?"

"She was so focused on getting the attention and I'm not that type of person. We weren't a good match so I broke up with her."

"Tori could tutor you instead. She's really smart."

"I don't need tutoring anymore."

"Ok, well I'm gonna sleep now. I don't want to end up looking like a zombie at school." She chuckled.

"You'll still look hot." Zayn smirked.

"You're the hot one here, with your blonde hair and nose piercing." Ariana ran her hand through his hair.

"So I wasn't hot before?" He asked, pretending to be offended.

"You were always hot." She smiled. "And I seriously need to sleep. Goodnight" She turned around, her back facing him again.

Zayn put his hand on her waist, pulling her closer to him. He started to leave a trail of kisses down the back of her neck.

"Zayn." She giggled.

"You know you like it." He whispered as she feels his hot breath on her skin.

"I need to sleep."

"Sleep can wait." Zayn got on top of her, his knees between her legs.

"Whoa." She looked into his eyes which are full of desire.

His hands slides up her thighs, but stopped once he heard his phone ringing. He pulled it out from his backpack and checked to see who was calling. It was his mom.

"Yeah?" He answered.

"Where are you?" She asked, sounding worried.

"I'm at Harry's house."

"Why are you there? Do you know how late it is? You have me worrying!"

"I just couldn't stay if you and dad kept fighting."

"I'm sorry sunshine, but I promise that there wouldn't be anymore fighting."

"Promise?"

"Yes, now please come home."

"Ok, I'll be on my way."

After that he hung up and Ariana gave him a questioning look.

"My mom and dad stopped fighting and she wants me home." He told her as he got off the bed.

"But couldn't you just stay? You're already here." She frowned.

"I can't. My mom was worried, and I feel bad." He said as he puts on his shoes and backpack.

"You're gonna be really tired in the morning."

"That's why there's coffee. Tell Harry that my mom wants me home. I'll see you at school." He told her before leaving through the window.

Once he got to his house, he entered through the front door. His mom was sitting in the kitchen, reading some papers. He walked over to her and she looked up from her papers.

"Where's dad?" Zayn asked.

"He got evicted."

A/N: If you were confused on the first part, it was a flashback when Zayn took Justin to get his first tattoo before the wedding.