Our love Is at War

Kamryn’s p.o.v
I wake up the next morning in a bare bed, with my naked body wrapped up in the softest duvet, like a newborn baby. I sit up and try to wipe away the sleepiness in my eyes, but to no avail. Opening my eyes a little, I look around at my unfamiliar surroundings for a few minutes and then realization struck me. I fell back onto the bed as I stared at the ceiling almost dazed and the memories came flooding back.
Him catching me, romantic walks, kissing, stupid questions, catching me again, champagne, sex, and of course, the best part, McDonalds!!! What?!? A girl can’t make a joke? Let’s just call it a joke ok? I smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I roll on my side expecting to see a sleeping Zayn. But to my surprise, there was no one there. My heart sunk. Did he run away? Did he regret what had happened? Where the heck did he go? Will he come back? Heck, did all this really happen? Am I dreaming? What is going on?
I quickly stood up and looked for my clothes which were scattered on the floor. Oh my God, there is blood on the bed and my legs in pain. I chose to ignore it and get my clothes. I put them on as quickly and cautiously as possible. As soon as I tied my hair, singing was heard. Curiosity got the better of me as I slowly walked toward the sound of the soothing voice. To my surprise, it was Zayn.
I should have just tell you to leave 'cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round each time

Cause You got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
'Cause we never go out of style
We never go out of style…

I just stood there like the idiot I am, listening to him sing. He stops and turns to look at me, “hey babe, how you doing’?” he said with that smirk I love so much. “Hey Malik. I’m okay. I’m just a little sore, that’s all,” I said while walking toward him. He took me in his arms effortlessly and planted a kiss on my lips. He pulled away and smiled, “I brought breakfast for you. Hope you like eggs, bacon, pancakes with Starbucks.” “I love that but I love your lips more” I said before kissing him again. Since when did I become so cheesy?


( It’s Been awhile since I haven’t done Harry and Stephanie)
Harry’s pov
Right now, where am I? What’s happening? Where the fuck is my girl? And what happened to the mask bomber and where is everyone? Oh right I forgot, I was scared of that haunted house and cough sex cough with Steph. But where is Zayn? Its like a magical fairy came and sprinkled a memory loss potion on us. Ring ring! I answered my phone and Niall said “Harry where are you dude?” We’re supposed to meet at Starbucks do discuss the other bombings in town but the ONE time we said to come at 12. Someone did not show up!” I stifled a laugh and muttered sorry to this cuckoo leprechaun. “I’ll be on my way but first where is Zayn? Niall laughed and replied “Oh you would laugh at the story! But later meet see you at Starbuck!” Okay…………… odd but that’ll do. I went to the kitchen and saw a note
Good Morning!
See you soon , I’m at work with Michelle. Breakfast is in the microwave. I know you might have to go in the alley so I packed lunch. Be home soon. Love you!
Steph.
I opened the microwave and ate my breakfast thinking about the bombings. Who did it? Why? And Where is he?

Zayn’s p.o.v
When did she become so cheesy? Must be a side- effect of sex. But what the hell! I loved the kiss. So Bonus! I cleared my throat and she looked up. “Need something?” she asked. “Nah, but you do know the bomber is out there and we did promise Becky to find her kids and……..
The sound of someone knocking interrupted me. I got up with a heavy sigh and opened. It was Rebecca. “Hey, Can I come in?” she said with a small smile. He r eyes were red and puffy. Was she crying this whole time? I don’t blame her, Women are definitely not manly they’re……… sensitive… too sensitive. “I heard that you know!” said Kamryn. “Heard what?” I asked while swallowing a lump. “We are not manly, yes but we’re also not that sensitive” she said folding her arms. I had no choice but to stand up for myself…. “Yes dear.” I said. What? That’s standing up and agreeing to what women say. It’s a simple quote. Women are always right. So guys, don’t argue.

Kyle’s p.o.v
“I know, but I feel so crappy, I mean, I didn’t do anything to her.” I said to my friend, I’m at my friend’s house Benjay(that’s what I call him). It is the day after I found my ‘girlfriend’ with her ex, kissing. I mean I know that she was a gangster kind of thing but I guess that is what I get for learning not to judge people. “You shouldn’t worry. It’s in her blood, betrayal and heartbreaking, didn’t you say she was a thug?” I nod my head. Benjay was right she was just trouble with a capital T. “hey, you know I never saw her, you got a pic?”
“Yea, just a sec,” I said as I pulled out my phone from my pocket. I went on gallery and got a selfie of us at Josh Prior’s party two weeks ago. His eyes widened just a fraction. “I’ll be right back” he said as he jogged toward the kitchen. He placed two opened beers on the coffee table, “I have a question for you.” He said with a smirk on his face. I’m a little scared now…

Notes

Okay what do you guys think Is the question?
Please comment your answer cause this story has a little twist now

Teaser:
Michelle you Need help!
You can't do that it'll hurt him, the one you love, care for and live for Please don't do this.