Chapter 3
Hazel's POV
I heard the door of the balcony across from mine click close.
'Just keep reading and he won't notice you' was all I was thinking.
Wait...that's not the same guy, is it?
Dang it! Why did I even look up.
Now he is looking right at me!
I squinted at him trying to see if I could tell if he was the same guy.
Well I think it's him. Just as the thought went through my head he turned the balcony light on and pulled out a cigarette.
Yup that's him.
I scrunched my nose at him and returned to my book.
He understood why I scrunched my nose put the cigarette back.
Him- "Oh sorry, I'm Zayn"
Me-"Hazel" I said glancing at him then right back down to my book, well no wonder I never have friends, I'm rude and weird.
Zayn-"Are you from around here?"
Something about him seemed very mysterious, but in a good way.
Me-"America."
Maybe I should start actually trying to talk to him.
Zayn-"What part?"
Me-"Born in South Carolina, but I've lived all over."
Well I guess that's better, but I should probably look at him.
Zayn-"All over?"
Me-"Yup, every state except for Alaska and Hawaii, why?"
Why does he care? Oh right, normal people talk to each other, but according to Vi he isn't normal either.
Zayn-"Just curious love."
Me-"Love? Wow y'all are fancy."
Zayn-"It's a British thing. Y'all?"
Me-"It's an American thing"
Zayn-"Why have you lived everywhere in America?"
Me-"Long story"
It's actually not that long, I just don't want to talk about it.
Zayn-"Well I love a good story."
Me-"Nope sorry, it's still being written."
The main reason I don't want to tell him is because if I do and we become friends I will end up moving and then I'd have to say goodbye.
It was easier when I was invisible so when I left I didn't have to say anything to anyone and no one even noticed I was gone.
Zayn-"I would like to know more about you, Hazel. So do you want to come hang over tonight with my band and I?"
Me-"how did you know that I knew you were in a band?" I asked trying to ignore his question.
Zayn-"Oh please, by the way your sister acted when she saw me she has probably told you everything about me."
Me-"Wrong, I don't talk to her. I just walk by her room sometimes and notice the hundreds of posters on her walls. It's creepy."
I hoped off the roof landing perfectly on my feet and was about to walk in until he said...
"You still haven't answered my question...?"
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