staying hidden{z.m<n.w}

Chapter 11

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I don't care what people think about me or anything like that. He did this and I'm sure of that, but the question is 'Why?' I haven't done anything bad to him for him to react this way but I am sure of one thing that I'm not gonna give myself to him to explain about this shit.

I walked over to Kim who was seated near a corner.

"Hey!" I whispered and sat next to her.

"Do you know, who did this?" she asked.

I nodded in response.

"Zayn."

"I knew it. I'm telling you, Nevah. We have to take revenge. What is that guy's problem? He just makes others look like fools so that he can become more popular. We have to do something about this."

"I don't think so, we should. I just 'think' he did it, what if we do something and we find out that it was not him,huh?" I asked her back.

"He is the only person who has the guts to do it. Then why have doubt. If not him then it must be one of his looney tunes. But I bet it was his idea."

I sighed and nodded at her.

It can be him. But I gotta find a way back home.

I took my phone out and texted Lola to pick me up .

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I went over to Lola who was waiting on the parking lot near the gate.

"Where's Zayn?" she asked and I frowned at his name.

"I don't know. But I called you so that I don't have to see that douchebag's face, but here you are asking me where he is?" I muttered angrily.

"Woah! I just asked where he is. Fine, hop in."

I got inside and started playing Candycrush. She tried asking me about what happened but I shut her off.

I hate him so much. I can't understand him yesterday he was standing there in the hallway and saying that everything's gonna become normal and easy. What did everyone think that I wanted Jake to fight my battles!? Bullshit..

I opened the car and speed walked to the kitchen and grabbed a muffin and headed to my room really hoping that I don't see him.

I'm not scared of him. Hell, no. I know if I ever see him again I will blast at him probably say something that I'm not supposed to be saying.

I don't want that to happen he must have done something to me but to use his personal matters juat to get a match with him in an argument is not something I want.

I showered and and went down to the living room, it was past 8:00 and I switched to Netflix to watch some movie.

I saw Leo trying someone over the phone and cursing under his breath."What happened?" I asked him.

"Are you even living in this house, Nev'?" he asked me back certainly annoyed.

"Zayn's not yet home. "

"That's it!?" I asked him because I honestly thought there was something else going on.

"That's it!? That's what you say when someone in your family is missing and not picking any of our calls? We even tried his calling friends none of them knows where he is."

"Oh!." Okay, now. I'm scared but what if he's out there somewhere. Maybe he's at Natalie's house.

I went to his room and picked one of his T-shirts ,I sat on his bed and closed my eyes trying to concentrated where he was.

Images of him sitting on the rock where we teleport from school came up. He kept looking at his phone for the time.

Then came images of him in phone but looking disappointed. Then I saw him walking over to the school more like sneaking in. I could tell it was dark.

He walked over to the lockers and I can see him opening one of them. He took out a cloth and starting cleaning something.

Did that fucker seriously did not come home so that he can sit there and clean his locker!?

I could see that there was something on the cloth and it was pink in color.

He is not cleaning his locker, but mine.

But, why!?

I opened my eyes and ran to my room where I had kept my phone for charging.

I had 25 missed calls and 32 messages from Zayn.

Everything was around the time 4:00 p.m. All of his texts where about asking me where I was and saying that he was not the one who did the locker-thingy to me.

The last 10 of his texts were about seriously asking me where I was and he said that he wouldn't come home if I don't. He doesn't know that I came home with Lola.

Does this mean that he really cares for me?

Or

Is it just a show!?