Ch. 5~Fear

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HEYYYY! I changed Pam to Courteney Cox (Monica from Friends). I decided to make Hannah up to you! She looks like a younger version of Courteney Cox and like Nina Dobrev with blue eyes. You guys can choose how you'd like to imagine her. Thanks!<3 Here's a very dramatic chapter!

My heart stopped beating and my face fell.

 “W-what?”

He walked closer.

“Two summers ago he got into a huge fight and beat the guy to death. He left his lifeless body on the side of the street like a piece of garbage. He isn’t what you deserve. He’s vile and narcissistic.”

 Tears exploded in my eyes and rolled down my cheeks.

“We’re right for each other babe. You’re more like me than him.”

I shook my head and ran towards the building. I had to get away. I flung open my door and slammed my bedroom door. I pressed my back against it and slid down slowly with my face in my hands. I drew my knees into my chest and wrapped my hands around my legs. I rested my chin between my knees and felt the tears drip onto my skin. What a fucking great vacation. I silently sobbed into my legs. Why do I have to be attracted to Zayn? Why can’t I just say well fuck with you and leave? Why can’t emotions have off switches?

I felt a light knock on the door.

“Han tell me what’s wrong. I brought chocolate.”

I smiled slightly. My mom always knows how to cheer me up. I opened the door and let her in. She wrapped her arms around me and I cried into her shoulder.

“I hate boys.”

“Oh darling boys are nothing but nuisances. That’s why I stayed without one since the day you were born.”

I laughed faintly.

“Have some. Chocolate makes everything better sweetie.” She handed me a chocolate bar. I closed my eyes and let the wonderful flavor massage my taste buds. The yummy desert dissolved on my tongue.

“What’s bothering you sweetheart?”

I took the next hour to explain everything to her, Clara, Zayn, Nick; I didn’t leave a single detail out. I even told her I had vodka.

“Han you know better than that.”

“I know, but I thought since it was with Nick it would make it okay.”

“Hannah, if you’re going to drink I want you to drink around me so I know you won’t get into any trouble.”

Pam is the only person who can make me feel so much better. After our talking session we went to get some dinner. I immediately pushed all my worries to the back of my head as we went to a watch and dine show where we watched a performance while having dinner.

As we exited the theater I saw Zayn out of the corner of my eye leaning against a tree on the other side of the lawn.

My mom squeezed my hand and whispered in my ear, “Go talk to him.”

I separated from my mom and walked towards Zayn.

“Hello, love.” He smirked while checking out my body.

“Cut the bullshit Zayn, I need to talk to you.”

“Whoa a little bit forward there. What’s this about?”

“Why wouldn’t you tell me about what happened?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, love.”

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