Hi lovelies! New chapter is up! There's some different POV, but it was necessary. Hope you'll like it.

Love you and thanks for reading :)

I needed time and distance from Harry, that's why I ran out of his place. At the moment, I didn't know where to go, or if I eventually were going back there, so I just kept walking. It felt like I was suffocating, I needed fresh air.

As i was walking in London streets to go away from Harry's, I dug my phone from my jeans pocket and dialed Zayn number with shaky hands. It wouldn't probably the smartest phone call that I'd ever done, considering it's almost two in the morning, and how angry I am right now, but I didn't care.

"Jenna?" Zayn picked up almost at the first ring, with sleepy but worried voice.

"Who the hell do you think you are to play with me?" I snapped.

"What are you talking about? What happened?" Zayn was being careful, walking on eggshells. Obviously he was trying to figure out what I was talking about before saying anything that could be taken wrong.

"Don't pretend like you don't know! You and Harry are just the same. You thought you were treating me better but you're as bad as him for me." I felt the tears running all over my cheeks, in the middle of the street, I looked like a total mess.

"Jenna" Zayn started to say, but I cut him off.

"I know you're the one who paid me for the photoshoot. Why did you do that? Did you expect sex from me? Gosh I feel like I'm an idiot. I trusted you. I'll pay you every cent back, it'll take me some time, but I'll reimburse you!"

"Jenna, listen, I'm sorry I just wanted to help you to find your way, I didn't want you to stay behind Harry's shadow" he tried to explain. But it wasn't enough. He played me and treated me like a fool.

"That's bullshit and you know it." I yelled at him. I was so mad, I didn't care that people from the neighborhood could hear me.

I was crossing the street when a car horned at me because I wasn't paying attention.

"Are you in the street?" Zayn asked. "Where are you? I'm still in London I'll come to you." He offered, worried, before adding "You can't stay outside, in that state, it's late".

"No! I don't want to see you" I snapped at him again. I needed to be alone.

Before I can add anything else, a firm hand grabbed my forearm, making me let out a deaden scream.

My head started to spin, and I felt dizzy while letting my phone crashing on the ground. "Jenna? are you here? What's going on?" were the last words from Zayn I'd heard before my phone died on the pavement.

Zayn's POV

"Jenna, are you there?" Then I heard a loud noise and the call ended. I got up from the bed hastily and head to the cupboard to find clothes to put on.

Gigi was looking at me, shocked and annoyed by my sudden reaction. She was pissed at me because I answered Jenna's call, but it was so late and abnormal that she called me at that time of the night. I had to pick up, and hopefully, I did, because I knew now that she was in trouble.

"I swear, Zayn, if you leave, I'll break up with you, I won't be there when you come back" Gigi threatened. She's aware that I had feelings for Jenna for a long time. But my feelings for her were not what made me rushing to get dressed in the middle of the night, she's in danger. "Gigi, she's in trouble, her phone crashed or something, I have to make sure she's okay" She huffed, breathing heavily and got back to bed, hurt.

Before leaving, I headed to the bedroom while putting on a sweater. "I'm sorry, I just have to check on her" Gigi's sad, and hurt, and I felt guilty for what I was doing to her. Running out for another girl, in the middle of the night.

She nodded, and I left. Running fast to my car and took my phone dialing Harry's number, while I started the engine of my car.

Harry's POV

I was walking back and forth in my house, stressing out, and weighing up the pros and cons about running after Jenna when Zayn's name was lighting up the screen of my phone, it was two fucking in the morning, why that dude had to call me in the middle of the night?

"What do you want?" I answered dryly

"Harry, Jenna's in trouble" Zayn's voice showed worry.

The last words from Zayn made my blood boiled. It took only a few seconds to make my knees feeling weak. My eyes opened wide while I realized what he said.

"What? How do you know? Where is she?" I frowned and felt scared as hell.

"We were on the phone, she's not far from your house" Then, Zayn gave me the street he thought Jenna was when she ended the call.

I didn't have the time to yell at him for having a spy in her phone to know where she was, I had to run fast, because he didn't have any signal anymore from her Iphone.

Storming out of my house, I ran and crossed the streets to find the corner Zayn had mentioned. It was starting to rain. My heart was pounding like crazy, it felt like it could explode in my chest. I'd never been more worried for any girls I'd been with. If something happened to her, anything, I could never forgive myself. She was in the streets, that late, because of me.

When I arrived at the corner, I saw Jenna against a wall, a brown hair guy was pinning her against the wall, tightly.

My face turned red immediately as I noticed how the guy seemed angry and on edge.

Without thinking, I just grabbed the guy to push him away from her, tightening my fist and punched him in the face. The guy was taking his jaw in his hand when Jenna yelled his name "Ben. Harry don't!" I was so mad, I turned my head into her direction, confused.

Ben?

Her drug dealer?

The guy took my lack of awareness and hit me in the stomach. But Zayn's was pooling over his car, blinding us, with his car lights.

He ran after us and separated us, before I punched him again.

Jenna was crying and yelling us to stop.

I was losing it. Why was that guy, here, in London? What Kate had mentioned a while ago came into thoughts.

However, it wasn't the right time to ask for any explanation, all I wanted to know what if she was okay.

While Zayn was making the dude calm down I went to Jenna "Babe, are you okay?" I was soaked, it was pouring, but I was only focused on her, raising her head up with the tip of my finger. She looked lost and confused.

She didn't speak, just nodded before looking at Ben.

I was shocked when she ran to him, like she was afraid he could have been hurt. She didn't even check on me. Zayn and I were on the same page watching them, together.

Zayn asked her "Do you know this guy?" he was soaked as well, short in breath.

Jenna lifted her head up, before answering "Yes, he used to be my boyfriend"

Boyfriend? She never said she dated him, like a proper dating. She said she was with him while she was using, but never mentioned being in that kind of relationship with him. Maybe she was saying this because of Zayn's presence, because he didn't know her past.

Jenna's POV

I was wondering if things could have been worst. This day had to end, quickly, it's a total disaster.

Ben came to London, to ask for more money. I thought I got rid of him when I paid him back, months ago, but now he knew that I was dating a rich international popstar, he wanted more. What the hell was he thinking to attack me like this on the street, in the middle of the night. He got angry when I said no and slammed me in the face. My lips were swelling and hurt. Besides, I wasn't even sure if I was still dating Harry. His eyes were bloodshot and his pupils were dilated, he was high, for sure, very high.

I didn't understand how Zayn and Harry came to my rescue that quick. To be honest, I was glad to see them because I didn't know how far would Ben go with his temper, but it brought my past again, in front of Harry, and I didn't want that. Moreover, according to the circumstances.

After a couple of minutes of confusion, they all seemed to calm down and the tension had fallen. Ben left hastily while Zayn and Harry were checking on my lips.

I saw how Harry was mad at himself for letting me go earlier.

It wasn't his fault though.

He was upset, and felt guilty, because I got hurt.

But it was my past anyway, that came to punch me in the face, once again.

Finally, Harry asked me to come home. I noticed how the two of them were watching me. It was like each of them wanted me to follow them.

The smart choice was to come home with Harry.

It'd have sent the wrong message if I didn't. I wanted to be far away from here, but it was too late, I was exhausted and bruised, and a mess.

Zayn hugged me tight before Harry and I left.

The walk to Harry's place remained quiet, we both didn't want to start any conversation. It was pouring, but we were already soaked, so there was no rush.

Harry opened me his front door, and I walked in. When we both got rid of our wet clothes, in the entryway, I asked him if he was okay.

Ben was high, and he hit him hard.

I pulled Harry's shirt from the hem and looked at his abs. It was kind of bruising. But nothing major thanks to his muscles.

After getting some ice from the freezer for my lips, we both went upstairs.

We were both exhausted.

In the hallway, Harry was about to open the door of his bedroom, turning his face in my direction, to see if I was going to follow him. "I'm gonna take the guest room" I mentioned and he simply nodded, obviously upset, giving up for tonight, not able to fight.