24: ∞ Broken

Chapter 24:

Hazel POV:

After the song was over, Zayn and I parted and stood in the middle of the dance floor, staring at each other. His eyes were still twinkling, looking at me softly, making me feel self-conscious and my heart rate was increasing just by him looking at me that way.

"I have to go find Chase," I announced, after forcing myself to speak and end the silence between us.

His eyes slightly widened, then returned back to normal and blinked, breaking eye contact.

"Right." Was all he said. I felt my heart tighten but I was getting worried on Chase and I had to go and find out where he was.

"Thanks for the dance, Zayn," I told him with a smile, stepped forward and gave him a tiny peck on his cheek. I turned around, without looking back, and walked towards the exit of the gym the same one Chase went out off.

I pushed open the doors and walked through the dark, cold corridor. I shivered and ran my hands up and down my arms to try and warm myself but it barely worked. I turned a corner and heard something fall with a loud clink. I spun around and squinted my eyes, trying to see in the dark.

Probably a rat in the janitor's closet or someone else in there ...

I breathed out heavily and continued my way towards the school's side door where I was expecting Chase to be sitting down somewhere close by. I continued walking towards the door, my heels clinking against the school tiles. I pushed open the side door and stepped outside and descended down the stairs. The area was well lighted up and I couldn't see Chase anywhere. He doesn't go too far, usually. I frowned slightly and turned back around and went back inside the school and slowly started walking through the corridor, making my way back towards the gym.

I pulled my cell phone from my bra, since I didn't want to carry any bags around with me and I didn't trust my phone with anyone, my bra was the only way to keep my phone safe. I bit my lip and typed a new message to Zayn.

Is Chase there? Xx -Hazel

I pressed send and went the other side towards the boys' bathroom to see if he was in there. I walked towards the boys' bathroom and didn't hesitate into walking inside. I turned a corner and saw two boys peeing in the urinals, their backs to me. I took a couple of steps and checked the separate bathrooms but they were all empty.

"Oi! What the hell are you doing in here!? You're a girl!"

I turned my head around and noticed that the two boys had heard my heels and turned around to see who it was.

I arched an eyebrow at them and forced myself to not burst into hysterics and not to let my eyes wander down there.

"Oh Lord," I mumbled and chuckled. "You might want to get little you in your pants."

They gave me a confused look then they looked down and their eyes widened and quickly stuffed little them inside their pants. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the boys' bathroom and back into the cold corridor and towards the gym.

I felt my phone vibrate and I stopped in my tracks and took out my phone and opened the text

Nope, he's not here. Did you try calling him? Xx -Zayn

I frowned and breathed out heavily. Why didn't I think of that?

I continued walking while dialling Chase's number. I passed the same janitor's closet and heard a couple of moans. I breathed out heavily while biting my lip, trying to stop myself from laughing at how obvious the couple in there were being. I pressed the green button and pressed my phone to my ears and patiently waited for Chase to pick it up.

After two beeping noises coming from my phone, I heard a ring tone going on. I furrowed my eyebrows together, confused. I knew that ring tone from somewhere, it was too familiar. I instantly recognised the ring tone and my heart started beating rapidly and I could practically feel the blood pumping through my veins.

I slowly walked forwards, not wanting to find out if what I was thinking was true. The moaning sounds had stopped and everything was silent and the only sound was my breathing and the ring tone ringing. I walked towards the janitor's closet and wrapped my fingers around the door handle. I looked down at my phone and clicked the end button and the ring tone instantly stopped ringing. I turned the handle and pulled the door open and came face to face with two faces, both familiar.

Tears quickly welled up in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. I looked between the two, partially naked, figures in front of me. I didn't want to believe what I was seeing. It had to be an illusion or a dream. It couldn't be true. I looked between the two of them while they pulled on their underwear, pulled down her dress and pulled up his trousers, while he kept looking at me, making sure that I wasn't going to run away.

I felt my phone vibrating in my hands but I ignored it. I opened my mouth to say something but decided against it, turned around and quickly headed towards the side door to exit the school.

"Hazel! Wait! Hazel!" Chase yelled after me but I ignored him and kept on walking towards the side door, finding it difficult to not burst into tears right there and then but I wouldn't let myself cry in front of her. "Hazel!"

He grabbed my wrist and turned me around, which resulted into me bumping into his stone hard chest.

"Hazel please! Let me explain!" he pleaded, grabbing both of my wrists.

I shook my head and tried to free my wrists from his tight grip. "Let me go!"

"Hazel please!"

"No! Just let me go, Chase!" I said and pushed him away from me and stepped backwards and looked at her. She was standing next to the janitor's closet, a smirk plastered across her face. I just wanted to rip her head off and shove it up her ass.

"Hazel! Just let me explain, please!"

"Shove it, Chase!" I replied to him, the tears finally managed to escape my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, ruining the eye make-up that Jesy had so skilfully applied on my face. "From all girls in the school you had to go with that slut!?"

"I am not a slut!" Sophia screamed and I scoffed.

"I beg to differ," I replied. "If you aren't a slut, then what are you?"

"I'm definitely not a slut."

"Sure. Because going behind your boyfriends back and fucking other people boyfriends, doesn't make you a slut," I replied and she narrowed her eyes. "Actually, scratch that. Ex-boyfriend."

"He doesn't mind, anyway," she replied, narrowing her eyes further.

My eyes widened in disbelief. "He doesn't mind!? Zayn wouldn't mind if you're cheating on him!? Would  you mind if you found out that Zayn is cheating on you!? Would you mind!?"

"He already cheated on me."

"Oh, really. With who!?"

"With you!" she screamed and I arched an eyebrow at her.

"Are you even serious!?" I screamed back. "Mention one time when he cheated on you with me!"

"Harry's party!"

"Oh please!" I yelled at her, looking at her in disbelief. "You two weren't even officially together back then! You were always going with different guys whenever you pleased and then used Zayn for your selfish purposes! He never cheated on you, Sophia. And you know it."

I turned my face to look at Chase's guilty, pleading face.

"I'm done Chase, you can continue with your little affair in the closet," I replied, my voice shaking. The tears had stopped but I knew that I wouldn't get a night's sleep tonight.

"Hazel please! It's not what it looks like! Please, just let me explain!"

"It's exactly what it looks like, you dickhead!" I told him, my voice raising. "Congratulations! You baked a fucked up mess."

With that, I turned around and left the school, not bothering to look behind me. I pushed open the doors and walked down the stairs, slightly stumbling. I wiped my eyes in anger and walked down the passageway, crossed the road and started the walk to my house. Silent tears ran down my face for the first five minutes but by the time that I was a few minutes away from the school, I burst into tears and couldn't stop the tears. At one point, I took off my heels and debated whether or not to just dump them on the pavement but considering that I actually liked the heels, I held them in my hands.

The first guy that I had actually loved cheated on me. He went behind my back, lying and fucking the school's slut which is ... or was Zayn's girlfriend. I was even ready to do it with him. I was ready to tell him what happened to me at the age of twelve. I was ready to tell him about practically everything in my life. I thought he was the one but, he's not.

My phone started vibrating and the ring tone started ringing and I wanted to scream and throw my phone against a brick wall. Chase had chosen that ringtone. More tears ran down my face and I whimpered softly, wanting to sleep and never wake up.

The funny thing was, he didn't even run after me. Sure, I told him to let me go and practically never talk to me again but if he actually loved me, he'd run after me no?

Or he just never loved you, idiot. God, you fall for people so easily!

I ran a hand through my loose curls and roughly pulled them, loosening them even more. I felt like I was having a Britney Spears moment. I chuckled to myself and more tears ran down my face.

I suddenly felt the phone vibrating in my hand and I realised that I still hadn't picked it up. I checked the ID caller. Zayn. I groaned and hit the red button and noticed I had four messages, three from him and one from Jesy. Some teardrops splashed against the screen and others blurred my vision. I turned off my phone and shoved it back in my bra and continued the walk to my house.

*

I slammed the door shut behind me and carelessly threw the heels somewhere on the floor next to the front door. I wiped my eyes for the millionth time in the past twenty minutes and walked towards the kitchen. I turned on the switch and light flooded the huge room. I squinted my eyes and walked towards the fridge and took out the water jug and placed it on the island, took out a glass and filled some water and gulped it down. I rubbed my eyes and looked around and noticed a yellow paper folded on the table. I furrowed my eyebrows and dragged my feet towards the table and took the folded paper between my fingers and flicked it open, the glass still in my other hand.

Hazel, dear. We had to leave and drive to Leeds. Your grandfather isn't feeling well and he's in hospital. No need to worry, he's supposed to be fine. Your father and I won't be returning for a three days because your father has an important meeting in Liverpool and I'm going with him.

Hope you had an amazing prom, love you.

-Mum and Dad xx

I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw it in the bin. Of course they left. Work was the only thing that mattered for them. New tears flowed out of my eyes and I couldn't stop them. I just wanted to scream and sleep forever. I didn't want to wake up and be faced with reality again. I didn't even want to see Chase again. I didn't even want to see my friends, for that matter. I just wanted to lock myself in my room and stay alone for the rest of the summer and then go to college and never talk to any of them ever again. I wanted to escape but I was trapped and I didn't know how to escape.

I screamed out in frustration and threw the glass in my hands across me. It hit the wall and exploded into thick pieces. I burst out into tears and hit the water jug backwards and fell down on the floor and broke into large pieces of glass shards, water splashing everywhere. I stepped backwards and looked around me while more tears ran down my face. My lip started quivering and I slowly backed out of the kitchen, turned off the lights and slowly went up the stairs.

I took off my dress and threw it carelessly on my desk and slipped into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and slumped down on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. I suddenly remembered my phone and I took it out of my bra. I turned it on and threw it on my bed. After a few seconds it started vibrating, indicating that I had messages and some missed calls. I didn't bother to see from whom the messages and missed calls where from.

After five minutes, the ringtone started ringing and I grabbed the phone and when I read the ID caller, anger bubbled in me. He dares to call me? After what he did to me!?

I threw my phone away from me and it hit the closed door and broke into pieces on the floor.

I was a huge mess. I was a messed up teenager. Broken and can never be fixed.

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