Shattered

Chapter 13- I can change

Hazel's POV
We all had gone back into the house after swimming for hours. I went up to Ghost's room to get my stuff. I saw that he wasn't in there, thank god... I hurried and grabbed all of my belongings and walked across the hall to Chris's room, I hope he doesn't mind.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Chris asked, startling me.
"Oh, I hope it's alright if I bring my stuff in here."
"I don't care." He smiled. God that fucking smile! Son of a bitch! I'm falling for him, and I'm falling hard...
I had just stayed in Chris's room to avoid everyone... I couldn't bare to look at Ghost and I'm pretty sure the guys were pissed off too. Chris didn't seem too pissed off, it was like a light lit up when he heard I was single. Maybe he does like me. Maybe, I don't know, I doubt it. I don't think I'm his type anyway...
Anyways, I was just lying in his bed, which was fucking comfy as fuck, when he came in.
"The guys were wondering where you were."
"I'm here.. I just, I don't want to be around anyone.."
"I get it, but you're forced to be around me, you're in my room sweetheart." Fuck I love it when he calls me that!!
"Well I get that." I smiled. God I just want to kiss him.. We stayed silent for a few moments.
"I like you." I blurted out. Wait.. Fuck!
"You do?" He asked as he smiled and blushed.
"Uhmm yeah.. A lot actually."
"That's good because I like you too."
"Omg really!?" I blushed and giggled.
"Yes." He chuckled.
I sat up and leaned against his head board and sighed.
"How long have you liked me?" I asked.
"For a while now." He said shyly. God he is so adorable!!!
"Awh I've liked you since I first came here." I bit my lip. Shit I never do that!
"Well I guess you want to be alone so I'll let you be." He got up but I grabbed his arm.
"Please stay..."
He sat back down beside me.
"But you said you wanted to be alone."
"I know.. But I need you here.." I felt tears swelling in my eyes begging to be let out. I held it back as much as possible until one lonely tear fell down my cheek..
"Awh hon, why are you crying?" Chris asked bringing me into his arms.
"It just hurts to know that he cheated on me... Of all the things he knows I've been through, he does that?"
"I know I know... She probably seduced him, she does that a lot."
"How would you know? Ohh..." I stayed silent for a while. I kept letting the tears spill over my face,drying my cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I'm not making this any better..." He got up and walked out. I started crying even more. I really like him but I don't think he can change what he does... He wouldn't change for me. He probably only said he likes me to get into my fucking pants... Like Ghost did..

Chris's POV
She still looks beautiful even when she's crying. I had Amy as a client before, those were some good times... But I want Hazel to understand that I will change for her. I think I'm in love. Is that what's it called? When you can't get that special person out of your mind no matter what you do or how hard you try? When you wake up every morning hoping that today would be the day you had the guts to tell that person how you feel? The one that makes your body fill with butterflies every time they talk or even just smile? Is that what love is? If so, then I'm insanely in love with Hazel Alice. Her voice replaying in my mind over and over. Every time I close my eyes, I can see her gorgeous smile. I can see her beautiful body all around me... Everything I do just reminds me of her. I wish she would understand that I'm absolutely in love with her. I wish she would just fucking see that I want her!

Hazel's POV
I ended up lying down and crying myself to sleep, like I usually do..
I woke up about half an hour later, looking over the room, I saw Chris was beside me, fast asleep. I sat up and rubbed my dry eyes.
4:30, the clock on my phone said.
I got my ass out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of white grape juice and sat on the couch, alone.
"Hey sleepy head." Ricky said joining me.
"Hi.." I said shyly.
"Are you alright? I heard you crying and talking to Chris."
"Yeah just fine." I said sipping on my juice.
"I won't bring it up." He stopped talking and watched tv with me. After one showing of Dexter, I saw Ghost walk in from outside. I didn't pay any attention to him because I was about to burst into tears. The lump in my throat growing bigger, begging for release.
I saw him walk upstairs, I followed behind.
"Can we talk.." I asked shyly standing in his door way.
"You already said we're over, what's there to talk about?"
"Never mind then.." I walked away and went to the bathroom. I looked at my self in the mirror... I fucking hate the way I look. Blood shot eyes, pale, bruised skin, fried hair... I look like a fucking mess. I started a warm shower. Going out to get a towel I saw Chris was up. I smiled, but went back to the bathroom. I grabbed my shiny friend and began to get undressed. As I took my last piece of clothing off, Chris walked in.
"Oh god sorry..." He closed the door quickly.
"You can come in." I stepped in the shower, hiding my shiny friend.
"Sorry,I thought you were already in there."
"It's okay hon."
He left the bathroom after a few short minutes. I then took advantage of being alone to make myself feel better... By making myself feel better, I made the water in the shower orange... Making relief run through every inch of my veins..