Zoe POV

I was at the Cullen house with my friends, Meg, Isla, Beau, Isobel and Tristan. We were scrolling through our phones looking at TikToks, Uncle Hunter and Grandpa Carlisle were in the room looking after Harlow, Amelia, London, Aiden.

"Hey guys, you know the song WAP is-" Tristan started but Uncle Hunters head whipped around to face us and he interrupted him.

"What did you just say?" He asked, looking at all of us carefully. Oh shit. We were in big trouble now.

"WAP." Tristan answered, sounding a little afraid of Uncle Hunter.

"I don't want to ever hear that word come out of your mouths again. There are a lot of kids that live here who are significantly younger than you, you shouldn't be talking about that, because I don't want any of the smaller ones knowing anything about it. Do I make myself clear?" Uncle Hunter was quiet angry with us now.

"Yes." We all chorused boredly.

"Alright, good. Zoe, Tyler will be notified about this." He told us all. Now, I was scared shitless. Tyler can be scary when he wants to be, and no one wants to be told off by him. Uncle Hunter left the room most likely going to tell Tyler about what Tristan said.

"Guys. Quickly, get out of here. Run! Get a cab home or something. You do not want to be around, Tyler when he's mad!" I ushered them out and through the front door. "I'll text y'all later. Have a great day!" I shut the door and heard Meg's heels clip-clopping down the driveway as they ran. I went back inside the house and was creeping up to my bedroom when Tyler grabbed my wrist turning me around.

"Hey, Tyler. How's it going?" I asked backing away a little.

"Come on, Zoe. Don't pull that with me. You know what your friends said and you knew it was wrong. I'm not gonna yell at you, but, I am going to say that if I ever hear that word or the lyrics to that song escape your mouth again around the little ones, I will be very angry. You can sing the song all you want, but not around the little kids. Alright?" He told me, I nodded and hugged him tightly.

"I love you, Dad. More than Caleb actually. And definitely more than Crystal, she's so evil. She makes me want to barf, and I hope I never have to see her ugly face again." I giggled and kissed, Tyler, on the cheek lovingly.

"I love you too, Zoe. I love you like you're my daughter." He smiled crookedly at me. I walked away to my bedroom and slumped down on my bed. It wasn't long before my phone dinged and I saw a Twitter notification that said: Harry Styles seen kissing and holding hands with Kendall Jenner. There was a picture of Harry snogging Kendall Jenner. I was so shocked that I couldn't move, as the realistic feeling sunk in. Harry had cheated on me, with the highest paid supermodel in the world! Now, to me, the most unlikeable supermodel in the world. I put my head into my pillow and cried. I cried for hours, 3 hours later I got up to lock my door just in case someone came in and saw me like this.

"Zoe. Dinner!" Tyler called from in the hallway, when I didn't answer he came and knocked on my door.

"Don't come in! Go away!" I yelled trying to not sound like I had been crying.

"Zoe? What's going on? Wait...are you crying? Sweetheart," He tried the doorknob, but found out that it was locked. "Sweetheart, open the door."

"Just go away!" I cried as a new round of sobs took over me.

"I'm not leaving until you open this damn door, Zo." Tyler told me sternly, trying the door handle again.

"Alright, fine." Tyler told me, leaving the hallway. I thought he was gone, but, I soon heard a key in the door and I saw the door open and Tyler step into my room. I put my head back in between my knees and sobbed more than I have ever sobbed before. Tyler, took one look at me before...

"Topaz! We need you in here now!" Tyler called, worriedly. Mommy and Uncle Hunter appeared at the door and came running in. All three adults kneeled down in front of me, and asked me what was going on. I got on my phone quickly, a tear dropped onto it as I got up the tweet. I showed it to Mommy, Tyler, and Uncle Hunter. Once they had read it, they all sighed and Uncle Hunter picked me up bridal style and laid on the bed with me on his chest. I cried and cried, soaking his shirt.