Justin's POV

It's been a couple of days that I haven't seen Zayn around, I tired calling him or even looking for him but he wasn't anywhere to be found. I don't know what I did was wrong but him saying that really hurt me as well. I loved him, I truly did but I had a way of showing it to him. So this morning when I woke up it was Saturday, I decided to do something nice for him anything for him to come back. At first I thought of making his favourite dish but then I remembered he can't eat. The next idea was for us to go out somewhere he liked anywhere but again he couldn't leave this house without wanting to die over and over again so those things are crossed from the list. It was really hard but at last I thought of something good not really big but special. I found the scrapbook that Zayn had of us all the memories we shared. From the beginning of our relationship and to now. I wanted to created again, he hadn't posted anything after he got out of the Asylum. I've never looked through it but something really caught my eye was how he didn't have pictures of Josh in it.

Maybe because he didn't want the memories to be back?

Or maybe he threw them away?

I had a couple of pictures of us as a family so I pasted some in it but being really careful not to ruin his old one. When I was pasting the pictures I couldn't help to let tears out of how I miss our son so very much. If I had only five minutes to talk with my world would be brighter. I looked at a picture that was taken just a day before he died. He was smiling eating his favourite ice cream, chocolate chip cookie. As of now I couldn't even look at that flavour without wanting to burst into tears. I sigh applying glue to stick the picture. Maybe he misses Josh and he's taking this all out on me but then again he did told me he didn't feel anything inside I don't know what's the truth anymore.

"You okay?" I hear Camila's voice making me wipe my eyes quickly.

"Yeah," I lie trying to look normal.

"What are you doing?" She asks sitting beside me.

"I'm making a scrapbook for Zayn well I'm continuing it actually." I point at the pictures beside the book.

"That's lovely, I bet he'll love it." She smiles warmly at me.

"Hope so it's not really easy doing something for a gho- I mean for him." I grin awkwardly pushing the picture to stick better.

"I'm sure he will." She smiles again just looking at the picture, she didn't ask who he was or whatever. I'm glad she's not a nosy girl because now is really not the time of asking questions from me.

"How was school?" I ask trying to make conversation with her. She looks at me for a second then at her hand. "What's the matter?" I ask being confused of her face.

"N-nothing."

"You know I know we're just roommates but I hate eating alone it would be nice if you- you know joined me sometimes." She nodded but not saying anything. "Are you sure you're okay?" I ask again not being sure of her reaction.

"Um, I'm sorry. I uh I should go." She stands up to go but I stop her.

"Where you going?"

"My room?"

"Don't lie you're never really in your room these days." She gives me a look.

"Are you spying on me?" She puts her hand on her hips asking me.

"No but it's a big house and sometimes I get lonely in here so I do stuff." She scoffs.

"Isn't Zayn supposed to keep you company?" I nodded, but not really wanting to hear that answer. "Look Justin if you're looking for a fuck buddy, I'm the wrong person, find someone else." She stands up to walk out but I quickly run to the door to block her way.

"I'm not like that." I give her a disgusting face.

"Good for you."

"H-have you seen Zayn?" I lick my lips changing the subject.

"No..." she trailed off looking away pushing me a little to walk out.

"So you have."

"No I haven't, now let me go." She pushes me a little more harder but I keep blocking her.

"Just tell me where he is." I frown at her. "Please?"

"I don't know where he is. So leave it," she growls pushing me to the wall. I sighed letting her go.

I need my sweetness with me but where is he?

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Zayn's POV

"Do it dumb ass what are you waiting for?!" Val screams in my face.

"I'm trying to do better, I can't do it." I throw the knife at the ground beside the body that I was supposed to be killing.

"Please don't tell me, this is about your precious boyfriend of yours." I roll my eyes sitting at the edge of the stairs. "So ignoring me now?" She laughs sitting beside me.

"Leave me alone, why did you even bring me here?"

"You told me you wanted to get upgraded so I brought you here, remember? Or are you getting amnesia that I didn't know?" She chuckles cracking her neck. I sigh and cover my face with my hands. "Oh look it's the little girl that you killed." I get confused by her words and look up to see Camila walking towards us.

"Your stupid boyfriend wants you." I roll my eyes covering my face again. I feel a kick on my knees, groaning I uncover my face to see her kicking them.

"The fuck is your problem?"

"My problem? It's you!" I suddenly see a knife in her hand and stabbing it into my chest. After that everything went black.

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Justin's POV

I was picking up clothes to wash suddenly I heard Camila talking on the phone, she hasn't been herself these days. I've noticed she hadn't gone from the house or eaten. I was correctly sitting beside her room listening to a conversation she was having with someone, I was guessing it was her mom.

"I wanted to be there, but something came up." She paces around the room biting her thumb. "What? No mom of course I love you. Always remember that." She was almost sobbing. I wondered why she didn't go. "Mom, I'm getting another call sorry, I'll call you back." I hear her speak up again. "Hello? Yes this is she. I'm sorry I couldn't make it. I may never will anymore. You can take my name off." There was silence then she speaks up again. "I've been having some problems. Yes, okay thank you goodbye." I sighed taking a peek at her door that was open. She was crying in a corner of her room. I wanted to go inside to comfort her but I decided not do it because of Zayn he could be watching for all I know.

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Zayn's POV

"W-where did you find him?" I hear a voice coming in my ears, I blink to see Camila and Justin both standing and looking at me.

"Can't you just be happy that he's here?" She scoffs, sitting down on the sofa.

"Thanks. I owe you." He smiles at her.

"Owe her what? That bitch can't give you anything like I can." I spit out my words.

"Sweetness? Look I made you something." I give him a dull face, seeing him picking up a book but not just any book it was my scrapbook that I made years ago.

"W-where did you find this?" I panicked looking around scared to spot Josh anywhere near me.

"What are you looking for?" He snaps his fingers in front of me.

"Oh thank you, I love it really." I lie through my teeth, I wanted to burn that thing but I forgot to do it.

"Really, I worked hard on it, look at this picture," I look to see him opening a page pointing a picture of Josh eating ice cream. I suddenly felt a burning in my hand like it was burning in fire.

"Ouch." I look at my hand but see nothing on it.

"Sweetness?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not really feeling well."

"Why is that Zayn?" I see a smirk placed on Camila's face when she spoke up.

"I need to lay down." I ignore her comment, I went to lay again on the bed but I suddenly see Josh beside Camila waving at me.

"No, no please." I whisper under my breath.

"You're almost over." Josh tells me rubbing his hands together with Camila smiling at him.

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Another update yesss love me!!!!

Wonder what Josh will do...any ideas?

-Nazanin