20: He Did It On Purpose

This fanfic already has twenty chapters and the rest of my stories finish at twenty or so chapters but I can assure you this fanfic has only just begun :)

~Kat xoxo

Ps: Don't forget to vote and comment if you liked this chapter :) Tell me what you think :) x

Chapter 20:

Hazel POV:

"Jesy! Come on!" I yelled outside the bathroom door from upstairs.

She's been in there for ten minutes!

"Do you want to smell foul smells, my dear friend?" she yelled and I rolled my eyes.

"As long as you get out of there, yes!" I replied and heard her laughing. "But no seriously. Zayn's mum just called and wants me to give Zayn his shirt for the game or else his coach won't play him and they team needs him on the team, considering he's Captain of the team."

I heard the toilet flush and the door opened, Jesy coming into view. She was smiling innocently at me and I rolled my eyes at her.

"No need to come up with lies, dear," she said and slung her arm around my shoulder. "We all know you just want to see the football team shirtless."

I looked at her in shock and she winked at me. I slapped her and she chuckled. "But no, seriously. I know you wanna see them shirtless. Everyone does."

"Jes! I have a boyfriend!" I replied while chuckling.

"I do too," she said and winked. I rolled my eyes and we went down the stairs and withing a few minutes we were down the drive way and shutting the gate close behind us. I turned on my left, to the Malik's house and pushed open their gate.

"Wait, you were serious?" I heard Jesy ask, following me up the Malik's driveway.

"No, I was joking," I replied sarcastically while rolling my eyes. "The game starts in an hour and we have to walk an extra ten minutes to the football ground, so hurry your ass up."

She groaned and I chuckled. I went up the stairs and rung the doorbell. A few seconds later Waliyah opened the front door and she smiled at me. In the past week, Waliyha and I have become quite close and all and around two days ago she came to me for advice about this boy that went to her school. We were quite  similar in our character and one night we ended up downstairs on the sofa, watching Pretty Little Liars marathon and we literally stayed up till around four in the morning and ended up crashing down on the sofa.

"Zayn's shirt, aye?" she asked and I nodded. She turned sideways and grabbed a brown paper bag from next the door and handed it to me. "Give the dork my luck."

She winked and I rolled my eyes while chuckling and Jesy and I went down the driveway and had to jog it towards the football ground and when we arrived the both of us where out of breath and the game had already begun and five minutes were already played.

"How the hell am I supposed to give him the shirt!?" I asked Jesy as I looked over the thousands of chairs and trying to figure out where the hell our school's football team side was.

"I think you have to to go on field and give it to him," Jesy replied and she helped me check where our school's football team was. "There!"

She pointed somewhere and I followed the direction she was pointing towards and obviously, our team was on the far right side of the huge football stadium and I just wanted to bang my head and break it into a million pieces. I could spot Harry, Louis, Niall and Liam playing out on the field together with Chase and some other boys. I saw Chase manoeuvre himself between two players from the other team, steal the ball and shoot it over to Louis which was a few feet away from him and then they continued to kick it over to each other and towards the side of their goalpost. My eyes scanned the rest of the football team wearing the red vest top but I couldn't spot Zayn anywhere and then I noticed him sitting down on the wooden bench next to four other players.

He looked completely pissed off and his jaw was furiously tight and I could tell that he was extremely furious and angry. Then I remembered he needed the top to play with because he had gotten the wrong one and apparently they didn't have an extra top with the number 14.

I groaned and turned to look at Jesy.

"Find two seats close by and I'll try and give him the top," I told her and before she nodded, I literally sprinted it towards the right side of the football stadium and went down the long concrete steps before I came down to eye-level with the game. I turned around and went down another flight of steps finding myself in the corridor inside where the changing rooms for the games being held in the stadium were held at. I turned on my right and found the opening to the stadium, players jogging back and forth to were the ball was being shoot.

I groaned when I realised that I had to almost get on the field. That was going to be embarrassing. I silently walked forwards and heard the school's cheer leading group screaming their chants and all of that bullshit and all. I pushed open the metal gate slightly open and slipped inside, shutting the gate behind me. I walked onto the grass and our school's football team Coach furiously walked forwards and shot his hand out towards one of the players, I'm guessing.

"YOU HAVE TO PASS THE DAMN BALL, EVANS!" he screamed while literally hopping, rising half a foot off the ground, up and down. "PASS THE FUCKING BALL YOU IDIOT!"

I slightly raised my eyebrows at his delicate choice of words. My eyes followed the player with the word 'EVANS' and number '2' printed on the back of his red T-shirt in white. He ignored the coach's screams and continued to pass the ball away from the other players and when he came close to the goalpost, he slid to the left side and shot the ball forwards in one quick motion and it hit the net's and the right side of the arena screamed in cheers while chanting 'Evans, Evans, Evans'

I ignored the coach's continuous screams towards the players and walked on the side of the chairs, trying to not be noticed. I knew that I was on ground that I wasn't supposed to be on but fuck it. One of the player's on the bench snapped their head towards me and he narrowed his eyes curiously at me as though telling me, 'What the hell are you doing here?'

I gave him a tiny smile and gestured towards Zayn with my head. He slightly nodded and softly elbowed Zayn in the ribs. Zayn shot him a look while the other guy told him something and Zayn's head turned towards me. His eyes widened and he shot out of the bench and walked towards me. I threw him the bag and he smiled like a little kid.

"Thanks kiddo," he replied and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Don't call me kiddo," I replied. "I have to get off the grass or else I'll be having some profanities being screamed in my face by your coach for being here and distracting one of his precious players."

He rolled his eyes and without another word he stripped off the shirt he was wearing and left him shirt-less, his toned stomach visible to anyone close by with a good pair of eyes. He slipped on the shirt I had brought him and thanked me one last time before he turned around and jogged towards his coach, whom was still screaming at the players, and talked to him.

I didn't wait to see what was going to happen next because I could feel some eyes on me so I turned around and went back inside and climbed the concrete stairs again. By the time I had reached the top part, Zayn was already in the game playing and the kid with the surname Evans was put in and replaced by Zayn. My eyes roamed around for Jesy. I spotted her sat down a few paces away and I walked over next to her. I sat down next to her and she smiled at me.

"He's already aiming for the goal post," Jesy commented after a few minutes. I searched the ground for him and I saw him passing the ball to Harry and running forward and Harry kicked it to Niall and Niall kicked it to Zayn and he jogged forwards towards the goal and shot the ball and it squarly hit the inside of the net. The crowd errupted into cheers and screaming while I heard the cheerleaders doing their routine whenever someone from their team scored.

The game continued for another hour and the score was 4-4 and there were only five minutes before the game finished. The players were going back and forth towards both goalposts and I was sort of getting bored watching the same thing happen for almost two hours. I didn't really see the big deal in football but I guess that's because I didn't really like it.

"C'mon Nialler, baby, you can do this!" I heard Jesy say and I looked at her weirdly. She had her hands clasped together, mumbling something close to 'You can do this baby!'

I breathed in deeply and rolled my eyes. Love. I groaned and rubbed my eyes.

"COME ON ZAYN! SHOOT THE FUCKING BALL!" someone screamed from a few seats behind me. No one told him to shut up but instead they agreed with her. I was only here for 'support' for my friends and boyfriend.

God that still feels so weird to say. And besides, I had to stick around with Zayn because I wasn't going to go to his house alone where his parents where because that would be just too awkward for me. The crowd erupted into cheers and someone from our team had apparently scored and we won.

I looked up and saw Louis jumping around and doing a weird sort of dance in the middle of the field before being engulfed in a hug from Harry and then Niall and some other kid. Liam high-fives Chase and Zayn was casually walking towards Louis, Harry and Niall which were still in the middle of the field doing the weird dance together. Chase was being high-fived and cheered on by his team mates. My eyes moved back onto Zayn.

He didn't look as happy as I thought he'd look. He actually looked pissed off and he was sending daggers at someone in the field. I tried to follow his gaze but I just came to the huge congratulating thing boys did when they won a football game.

I turned around to look at Jesy.

"Who scored?" I asked her.

"Chase," she replied, looking at me her eyebrows furrowed. "He took the ball from Zayn."

I raised both of my eyebrows, confused. Why did he take the ball from Zayn when Zayn could have easily scored? Maybe he wanted to impress the coach?

He did tell me that he had to prove to the coach that he was an amazing football player and he wanted to prove it more to him tonight by taking the ball from Zayn, which is an amazing player, and show him that he was actually good in football? Or did he just do it to piss Zayn off for some unknown reason?

Jesy nudged me and I turned my head to look at her. She was looking at me curiously and I slightly raised my eyebrows at her.

"What?"

"Nothing, we have to go. Gathering party at Harry's because they won, his parents is out of town even though his sister isn't," she said and I nodded.

Whenever Harry held out a party they were always the crazy and wild ones where everyone was dead drunk, having sex on the bathroom floor with someone they don't even know, breaking a bunch of valuable vases for Mrs Styles and jumping in the pool naked while fucking some girl in the pool in front of everyone and eating each others faces in the sitting room while people are grinding against you and the music blaring through the speakers so loud.

We got out of our seats, together with the rest of people watching and made our way towards the concrete stairs, the same ones I had gone through. When we had gone down the stairs, we made our way towards the girls changing rooms where the cheerleaders were and waited for Lenni to come out of the changing rooms.

After around five minutes she came out wearing a pair of shorts and the school's football jersey, her hair pulled up into a neat, high pony tail. She hugged the both of us and we made our way towards the boys changing rooms where the football team was probably having showers in front of each other, comparing their lengths with each other.

The three of us stayed talking outside the boys changing rooms, waiting for the rest. After ten minutes of waiting, Sophia and Amber showed up wearing black shorts that could have counted as belts and short cropped tops while wearing black Converse. I raised my eyebrows at their choice of outfits.

"Hiya girls," Sophia greeted us, surprisingly giving me a smile.

I smiled back at her, giving her a curious look.

"Has Zayn come out?" she asked, slightly pushing her lips forwards. Probably thinking that she looked drop dead gorgeous.

"None of them have come out, we're waiting for them," Lenni replied and Sophia nodded, Amber repeating what she did while trying to copy the pose and face expression Sophia was doing.

These two reminded me of that Shakespeare play 'Twelfth Night', you know? Sir Andrew being so idiotic that he copied whatever Sir Toby told him? Well yeah, Sophia and Amber were very similar to the two gentleman in the play.

Sophia sighed out and flipped her blonde hair to one side and tapped her foot against the floor, waiting for something to happen. She did make some conversation with me and even asked me how things where going with me and Chase. I replied that everything were going fine and she gave me one of her devious smirks.

Before any of us could say something, the door opened and Niall walked out, his blonde-brown hair pulled into a quiff, wearing a pair of black sweatpants, white T-shirt and white high tops. He smiled at all of us and walked over towards Jesy and briefly kissed her.

"Congratulations Boo!" she said and he chuckled while he kissed her lips again and looked at us all.

"The rest are soon coming out, they're the only ones in there," he said and we nodded.

Jesy and Niall talked to each other and I talked to Lenni and Amber and Sophia applied some more lip gloss and checked themselves in a compact mirror.

A loud crashing noise came from inside the changing rooms and my head snapped towards the door, my eyes slightly wide.

"YOU DID IT ON PURPOSE!" I heard Zayn scream and another loud crash.

I didn't wait for anyone to say something and barged inside the changing rooms and quickly walked towards where the noise was coming from.

"I didn't!" Chase yelled and I silently groaned, instantly knowing what had happened.

"Zayn! Chill down, mate!" Louis said and I turned a corner of lockers and found Louis trying to hold Zayn steady and away from Chase, Harry still wearing a white towel around his waist clearly unknown to what was happening and Liam had walked over towards Chase to see if he was okay.

Chase wiped his lip and some blood was smudged on his hand.

"Yes you did! I could have easily scored without you having to butt in and take the ball!" Zayn screamed, his cheeks slightly turning a shade of red.

"I was just trying to help!" Chase yelled and Jesy, Niall, Lenni, Sophia and Amber showed up next to me. "You were being rounded by the players from the other group and I didn't take the ball! I only took it from one of the players from the other team that had taken it from YOU!"

"YOU FUCKING LIAR! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT TOOK IT!" Zayn screamed and Louis had to slam him against the lockers behind him to stop him from escaping his grasp.

"I DIDN'T!" Chase screamed, his face turning red in anger and his soft blue eyes turned stone cold and I noticed that some goosebumps had rose on my arms.

They yelled some more profanities at each other before Harry started yelling at one of them and they stopped.

"Just fucking shut the hell up! Both of you!" Harry yelled and Zayn set his jaw, still furious at Chase and Chase's eyes still stone cold still pissed off at Zayn. "Now what's done is done and the important thing is that we still won the fucking game so just shut up and get drunk! Let's go!"

Harry grabbed his bag and turned to look at the rest of us. "Oh, hi guys!"

Zayn, Liam, Louis and Chase turned their heads to look at our shocked face expressions. Everyone was silent and when Zayn's eyes landed on me he looked slightly guilty but quickly covered it up, Chase smiled at me and I tried to smile back, but I couldn't muster up a real smile so I just went with a fake smile. He, obviously, didn't notice.

"Oh my God! Baby! Are you okay!?" Sophia squealed, while walking over towards Zayn, her lips still pouted into a very annoying manner and I could see that Zayn was annoyed at her. I breathed out heavily and rubbed my forehead.

"Can we just go?" I asked, tired of all the drama they had just caused.

"Yeah, that would be better," Harry replied and he walked towards the exit of the changing rooms, everyone else following him. Chase walked towards me and twined his arm around my waist while pulling me in for a kiss. I pulled away and he looked at me curiously.

"Let's just go," I said and he nodded, slung his bag across one of his shoulders and we both walked towards the exit of the boys changing room. I looked over my shoulder and noticed Sophia still trying to see if he was okay and Zayn trying to push her away and telling her he was fine but I knew he wasn't. He didn't look okay.

"Jesus Sophia! Shut up for a minute will you!? I'm fine!" I heard him say while he walked away from his locker and followed Chase and I out of their locker room and towards Harry's house.

I somehow knew that this fight wasn't over.