Loved You Anyway [Zayn Malik]

16: Two Weeks With Mr.Selfish

Chapter 16:

Hazel POV:

I have no idea how I managed to walk a half hour walk to my house from the club without cursing. I hadn't seen Louis' car drive past but that was probably because I was trying to take short cuts instead of walking the same way we had come because that would have taken me an hour or more to arrive home instead of half an hour. 

All the way to my house, I was thinking and trying to come to conclusions why Zayn did what he did. I mean, he knew how I felt about losing an extremely important person in my life and losing another one to the army to go fight in Iraq or Libya or wherever. I didn't want Seth to go but he was determined to go and he had always wanted to help out people in need of help, even if it meant leaving everything behind. I should have waited for this to happen.

I pushed open the gate and walked up the drive way and up the few steps. I unzipped the tiny black pocket, took out the key and unlocked the door then closed it shut behind me. I hung the key on the key holder and walked upstairs and into my room. I ignored the window and took off my clothes and put on a pair of black shorts and a blue Superman shirt. I walked out of my room and into the bathroom. I grabbed a face wipe and took off the make up, then washed it with my face liquid soap and washed my teeth. After wiping my face and mouth, I heard my phone ringing from my bedroom. 

I turned off the bathroom lights and walked into my room. I flopped down on my bed and grabbed my phone from my bedside table and hit the green button when I read the ID caller, Mum.

'Yeah?' I asked while yawning. I was extremely tired after the funeral, hanging out with Seth all day with a forced smile and a real laugh one time or another and tonight's events.

'Hi sweetie pie,' she replied sweetly. Whenever she called my 'sweetie pie' with her overly-exaggerated sweet tone, she always needed something or was going to tell me something that I didn't like or want to hear.

'What do you want?' I asked sounding bored and tired.

'Right, well your father was called in for work in Ireland for two weeks and I have to go with him as well since I have some relatives in Ireland and a huge curiosity of the place and to keep your father company,' she ranted and I rolled my eyes. Same old same old, she continued. 'Any who, we had to leave tonight because we are expected to be in Ireland early morning and we only had chance to come home and pack some of our things really quickly half hour after we left.'

'Okay, um ... have fun I guess?' I asked, not sure what the big fuss about all of this was.

'And,' she continued and my eyebrows slightly rose at that one word. 'I arranged with Tricia that your will be staying with her for the upcoming two weeks with her and her family.'

'Who's Tricia?' I asked her confused.

'Patricia, Zayn's mother,' she explained, sounding as though it was the most obvious thing.

'So you arranged for me to live with the Malik's for the next two weeks!? Since when do you care where I stay whenever you're on a business trip? I've always stayed at my grandmother's house or stayed alone at home whenever you were on a business trip! Why the sudden change of heart now? After all these years, now!?'

At this point, I was yelling furiously into the phone and walking around my room while waving my free hand around the air for extra effects.

'Because! Your grandmother was a Malik before she married your grandfather! Because she wanted you to be part of them too without the family hate!' she yelled back and I raised an eyebrow at this statement.

'Then why did she tell me things to turn me against them?'

'Technically she never did, if she did because your grandfather was there but it was always your grandfather that did,' she boldly replied. 'Anyway, tomorrow first thing you when you wake up, you are to pack up and go to the Malik's. I already arranged everything with Tricia and she has accepted to keep you for the next two weeks. I will call her at around four in the afternoon to be sure that you have gone. I have to go; our plane is boarding in thirty minutes. Remember we're doing this for your own good! Bye honey!'