Loved You Anyway [Zayn Malik]

15: Walk Away You Stupid Little Girl

Chapter 15:

Hazel POV:

Quietly I closed my bedroom door shut and breathed in a deep, calming breath. I wasn't going to cry. Not again. I was fed up of crying. The funeral was a complete blur. I don't even know what happened. I only remember the white casket being drawn downwards into the ground and it disappeared out of sight. My nose tingled and I rubbed it impatiently. I tried asking my parents about my grandmothers surname but they acted like they didn't hear me. Seth was re-scheduled to leave tomorrow early morning so today was my last day with him. It wasn't really that fun but we tried to act normal-ish and be ourselves for just a few hours. He even managed to make me laugh and smile a genuine smile. A smile that I hadn't put on since I was twelve. I could never manage to smile a real smile from that time on and I always said that I was OK when I wasn't. They believed all of my fake smiles and they never mentioned the 'accident' again and I didn't bring it up either.

The train back to Bradford was extremely silent since the train was almost empty. My parents slept all the way from Leeds to Bradford but I couldn't close eye to eye. How could they manage to even sleep after everything? 

I didn't bother turning on the lights. I noticed Zayn's bedroom lights turned on and noticed he was sitting down on his bed, his laptop on his lap. I breathed in and quietly walked towards my desk and dumped my bag on the desk's surface and kicked off my shoes. I slipped out of my jeans and took off my sweater and walked towards my bed. I put on a white top and grey sweatpants and flopped down on my bed, staring up at the white ceiling. I had text ed Chase and we had decided to go to Niall's gathering tomorrow since he is a part of the football team, he was invited. 

I closed my eyes and felt a lump rise in my throat. I sniffled and blinked repeatedly to stop any tears from leaving my eyes. I needed to talk to someone but at the same time, I just wasn't in the mood to tell them my current life position because I'm 101% sure that there are other people in worst situations. I can barely handle the situation I'm in, let alone a situation worse than this. I looked over at the clock and groaned. It was still 9 in the evening and I could hear movements in Zayn's bedroom and drawers being opened and closed. I heard him yell something and his mother yelling from downstairs. He slammed a drawer shut and I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from opening the window and yelling at him to stop making all the noise. 

I shifted on my side, giving my back to the window and attempted to close my eyes but someone had to obviously ruin it.

"ZAYNIE!" I heard Harry screech and Zayn's bedroom door slamming against the wall. I flinched and gritted my teeth together. "I've missed you!"

"I just saw you this morning!" Zayn said with a chuckle. 

I heard other voices and I was guessing they were Louis' and Niall's. 

Considering the fact that my window was closed, I heard all of their conversation. Apparently they were going out to this club and they were going to meet with Lenni and Jesy there and Harry was planning to do unimaginable things to a sizzling hot girl and Louis was planning to do his new moves on the dance floor and get extremely drunk and run around in the streets naked. Niall was planning to spend the night with Jesy at the cinema after they went out with the rest of the group to eat at the usual place.

"Hazel arrived, by the way," I heard Harry announce and my eyes flew open.

"No she didn't," Zayn said, his voice slightly trailing off.

"Yeah, my mum saw them getting off the train around an hour ago," Harry replied. I slowly sat up and got off my bed quietly. I creeped towards my window and peeped out from my window. Zayn was leaning on his desk in a sitting position, his arms crossed against his chest staring ahead of him and straight at my window but I'm guessing he didn't see me; Harry was sprawled on Zayn's bed, his arms crossed behind his head; and Louis and Niall were sat down on Zayn's bed, looking at Zayn.