Chapter Thirty-Four: Ride
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~Zayn's POV~
It's been almost thirty minutes and Arvina was still unconscious, coughing every now and then. I kept her in my arms the whole time, never daring to take my eyes off her and just absorbing her beauty. She shifted her body once and I thought she was going to wake up, but to my disappoinment, she didn't. Aeanne and her two other friends kept close to me, all annoyed that I was holding Arvina after the big explosion at the party last night. Jaimie's eyes bore onto Arvina's body, sighing worriedly every ten to fifteen minutes. Leanne tried to shake her to wake her up, but nothing happened.
"Maybe we should take her to a hospital." Harry suggested, shrugging. "The closest one is about three miles away."
"Yeah, and reveal to them that you caused the fire when they start to question what happened!" Jaimie faked an enthusiasm before rolling her eyes at the curly one and sitting besides me on the sand, going back to looking at Arvina and sighing deeply.
"What the fuck is wrong with the five of you?" Leanne frowned at us, crossing her arms, "what the fuck has the surfers done to you? You people are sick minded to cause a fire like that. You're actually really lucky no one got hurt."
"Oh, would you shut the fuck up?" Niall groaned in frustration, "Jesus, stop being so loud! You might as well fucking run to those piece-of-shit surfers and tell them we caused the fire."
"You almost burned their beach house down," Jaimie added to the argument, "so we might as well tell them. I mean, I'm pretty sure you have the money to bail yourself out of jail and pay for the damage you've caused, rich boy."
"And the jail would be so thrilled about your underaged drinking," Louis was now talking. He was leaned on the brick wall, one foot against the wall and arms crossed. He had an annoyed expression on his face, his chest tattoo showing from the black v neck that he wore. He rolled his eyes and huffed a heavy breath out before shaking his head, "everyone just shut the fuck up and wait for Arvina to wake up. Then, we'd all go home and do what we used to always do all the fucking time: ignore each other."
"Well, she would be awake right now and we'd be ignoring each other if it weren't for you idiots." Jaimie whistled.
"Everybody, shut up!" I roared, annoyed by all of their bickering. "Jesus, you're all so fucking concerned about getting caught and whose fault is it. What about Arvina? Shouldn't our concerns be focused on her?"
Everyone then turned silent, looking away from each other. Liam came back from talking to the firemen and handed all of us bottles of water, Leanne being the first one he handed a bottle to. We had a peaceful ten minutes until Aeanne broke the silence with a croak.
"Concern? You're the lying jerk who hurt her and you're suddenly concerned about her? You're a big fucking joke, Zayn." A tear rolled down her cheek, which she quickly wiped away and turned away from our group, about to walk away before saying one more thing. "All of your friends are; you're all nothing but a sick joke and you'd continue being like that. Don't you dare say you're concerned about Arvina because all you and your friends really want to do is have fun. And you don't care who you hurt, as long as you're having fun. The five of you are heartless bastards."
And with that, she stomped away, followed by Jaimie who immediately ran after her. Leanne looked at us with a serious glare and said she wasn't leaving Arvina alone with us, so she didn't really run after Aeanne the way that Jaimie did.
I didn't know what else to say, so I just kept quiet. Aeanne was right. After hurting Arvina so badly, I have no right to claim that I care about her. I mean, yeah, I do. But it's going to be fucking tough to prove it after the fuckery that I did. I fucked up and I thought I was never going to see her again, but she's laid on my lap, deafening me with her silence. I wish she'd wake up to at least tell me how she really feels. I wish she'd listen to how I really feel.

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