25: She's A Mess

Chapter 25:

Zayn POV:

Light flooded in through the open curtains in my bedroom. I groaned and painfully opened my eyes and turned around and laid down on my back and stared at the ceiling. My right hand was slightly throbbing and event from last night quickly flooded my vision and anger bubbled inside of me.

I clenched my fists into tight balls and gritted my teeth in anger. If there wasn't a crowd and Louis and Harry weren't trying to hold me back, I would have kicked the shit out of that douche bag for what he did. If I wasn't being held back, I would have punched the shit out of him and he wouldn't be even close to be recognized as Chase Miller.

Before I had found out what was actually happening, I had attempted to call Hazel to check if she had found Chase and that she was alright. After two calls without her picking up, I headed towards the same door that she had went out of. Seeing Chase standing in the middle of the corridor, running a hand through his already messed up her and only wearing a pair of trousers and Sophia leaning on the janitor's closet door and her dress ruffled up, I knew exactly what had happened. The look on both of their faces when they saw me and that I had put the pieces together, was quite priceless I had to admit that.

What got me even angrier was the fact that Sophia acted as though nothing had happened and she even tried to stop me from punching Chase and even attempted to kiss me.

I gritted my teeth harder and my jaw hurt. The loath I was feeling at the moment was unimaginable. All I wanted to do yesterday was murder the both of them.

I breathed out through my nose and took off my bed covers and stood up. I glanced at my window and through Hazel's window. I frowned and scratched my bare stomach. Her window was slightly open, as usual. From what I could see, her bed was still unmade and the covers of her bed where messed up which meant that she was probably still in bed.

I trailed my tongue across my bottom lip and walked towards the window and pulled it up, sticking me head out. I stuck half of my body out and knocked hard on her window then pulled myself back inside my bedroom before falling down.

The covers shuffled but she didn't wake up.

"Hazel?" I said, keeping my voice low but heard. "Haz-"

"I'm awake," I heard her reply. She sounded exhausted and as though she had been crying all night, which I'm guessing she did.

I frowned and scratched my head. "Hazel."

The bed sheets shuffled again and I saw her figure turning around and she slumped down on her bed, looking at me. I couldn't quite see how she was looking but I knew for sure that she was sad.

"Can I come over?" I asked and she nodded.

Without saying another word, I took off my shorts and put on a pair of grey sweatpants, white tee shirt and pulled on a pair of white high tops, grabbed my phone from my desk and headed downstairs.

"I'm going for a jog," I yelled before slamming the door shut, not bothering to wait for an answer. I jogged down the driveway, pushed open our gate open and shut it closed. Walked a few steps and pushed open the Andersons gate and walked up the driveway and up the few stairs and walked towards the potted plants on the window sill, pulled out the smaller potted plant and took off the door key stuck to the bottom of the plant.

I unlocked the door and placed the key on the key hanger and softly shut the door. I wondered if her parents where home but if they were, I doubt that she would have let me come inside. I silently walked up the stairs and walked through the corridor and softly knocked on her bedroom door. She didn't reply and I slowly opened her bedroom door and looked inside.

She had turned back to her sleeping position, her bed covers closely wrapped around her. I silently cleared my throat and her head turned in my direction, looking alert. When she noticed I was the only one here, she flopped her head back down on her pillow and breathed out heavily. I walked in her bedroom and closed the bedroom door shut. I took a step forward and stepped on something. I looked down and saw her phone broken into pieces.

"Did you break your phone?" I asked her, arching one eyebrow up at her while I bent down and picked up the pieces and dumped them on her desk.

"Mm," she replied and yawned. She turned around, looking away from the window.

I walked towards her and stood on the right side of the bed while she was laid down on the left side of the bed. She looked up at me and I frowned.

"What happened to your hand?" she mumbled.

I looked down at my right hand and I smiled at the memory. "Someone's face."

"Whose?"

"You know him."

"Chase?" she asked, sitting up giving me a puzzled look.

I raised my eyebrows and gave her a small shrug. She looked at me in shock and something else I couldn't read. She gave me a small smile then slumped back down on her bed, her face expression turning sad and tired again, staring at the ceiling. I breathed out heavily, kicked off my shoes and slumped down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Why are we staring at the ceiling?" I asked her after a few seconds.

"I don't know ...  it's fascinating I guess?"

I turned my head to look her and gave her a weird look. "Fascinating?"

"Yeah."

"What's so fascinating about a ceiling?" I asked her, still looking at her.

"I don't know," she replied, her voice cracking. I saw a tear roll down her cheeks and I reached out to  wipe it away.

"Come here," I said and wrapped an arm around her and pulled her towards me. She didn't pull back. She stuffed her face against my chest, facing the bed. She breathed in deeply and let out a shaky breath and sniffled. "What happened exactly?"

She shrugged and pulled her head away from the bed and rested her head on my shoulder.

"I don't know," she mumbled, her voice quavering. "I called him to see where he was and I heard a ring tone coming from the janitor's closet and I went over to open the door and ... and then ..."

She didn't get to finish her sentence because she burst into silent tears. I breathed out silently and hugged her while twirling her hair around my fingers. I didn't say anything and let her cry until she was done. I licked my lips and looked down at her.

"Did you sleep this night?" I asked her and she shook her head.

"Barely," she replied while yawning.

"Sleep," I mumbled and she said something but I didn't understand her. I twirled a piece of her loose hair and hummed a random tune.

"What are you humming?" she mumbled and sniffed.

"Dunno," I replied and she breathed out heavily and moved on her shoulder and snuggled closer to me and breathed out heavily. "You gonna sleep?"

She shrugged and I chewed on my lip. Silence filled the room and I breathed out heavily, starting to get tired. I looked down at Hazel and noticed that she had fallen asleep, I smiled and studied her features. She had a few light freckles across her cheek.

I felt my phone vibrate and fished it out of my pocket.

Did you check up on Hazel? -Jesy xx

Yeah, I'm at her house. She's a mess, though. -Z xx

I hit send and wrote a new message to my mum telling her that I was going to stay over at Harry's. I placed my phone in my back pocket and rested my head on one of Hazel's pillows and let sleep envelope me.

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Hazel POV:

I breathed in heavily and opened my eyes and came face to face with Zayn's sleeping face. My eyes widened and then I remembered what happened the day before.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I blinked repeatedly to get rid of them. I rubbed my eyes and looked out of my window and saw that it was starting to get dark outside. I furrowed my eyebrows and wondered if it was still early morning or evening. I turned my head back to look at Zayn and nudged his nose with my finger. His nose wrinkled and opened his eyes and stared back at me.

He stared at me grumpily and I chuckled, momentarily forgetting everything. He blinked and stretched his arms above his head and yawned, licking his lips and checked his phone.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"7 in the afternoon," he replied and my eyes widened.

"Seriously?"

He nodded and tapped on his phone and stared at the screen, reading a message. I moved my position so that I was sitting on my back, my head resting on my pillow and looking over at Zayn's phone.

Can the group and I come over at your or Hazel's house or at Niall's house? I want to see if Hazel is okay and Louis and Harry want to cheer her up. -Jesy xx

He looked over at me and I contemplated if I actually wanted them to come over. Zayn was already here so why not them? Zayn was a whole different story. His 'girlfriend' cheated on him with my 'boyfriend' so we were somewhat on the same level. And he sort of knows things about me that no one else knows.

"Haze?" he said and I shrugged.

"Yeah, sure," I replied, turning my attention towards the ceiling.

"Your house?"

I nodded and rubbed my eyes. "I have to clean the kitchen, though."

"Why?"

"I broke the water jug," I slowly replied, turning to look at him.

"What is it with you and breaking things?" he asked with a chuckle and rolled off my bed and pulled me off my bed and I groaned in response. "C'mon get up. They'll be here in around ten minutes."

I breathed out heavily and stood up and walked towards my closet to wear something more decent then my pyjamas. I told Zayn to go downstairs and start cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, since I was extremely lazy and not in the mood to do anything but he didn't object or protest in any sort.

I took off my clothes and put on a pair of fluffy socks, black leggings and an over-sized hockey shirt and pulled my hair into a pony tail. I walked in the bathroom and cringed when I saw how my face looked. I took off the make up that Jesy had done and washed my face with water and wiped my face dry with a towel. I blinked and stared back at my reflection.

In other words, I was a total mess.

I rubbed my eyes and walked out of the bathroom and downstairs. When I entered the kitchen, Zayn was throwing away the glass into the dustbin and breathing out heavily. He turned around and offered me a smile. I gave him a tiny smile but it wasn't convincing.

He opened his mouth to say something but the doorbell rang and he shut his mouth closed. I turned around and walked towards the front door, preparing myself to face the others. I opened the door and faced whoever was standing on my front porch.

My eyes widened and I wasn't expecting to see him.

"We really need to talk."

Guyssss I'm so sorrrryyyyyy I haven't updated for a looonngggg time :( But I had my annual exams but I started summer and I'm lovviinggg it :)

Sorry that this chapter is extremely shitty but I promise you the next chapter will be better and it'll explain the whole Sophia.Chase.Hazel.Zayn relationship thing :)

~ Kat xxx