Our Moment

Chapter 12

Ariella's POV

I knocked on the lads door lightly. The door opened and there stood Liam. I lunged forward and hugged him tightly while sobbing into his shoulder. Niall and the rest of the boys must've heard my sobs. They all rushed over to Liam and I and I could tell Louis was looking for Hazellynn. "Arie, love. What happened?" Louis said in panic. I sniffled a bit and looked at him.

"It's- it's Hazel. She- she fell down the stairs and she's not moving." I started crying harder now. I took the boys to the stairwell where Hazel was. We ran over to Hazel and Louis held his head over her nose and mouth.

"She's not breathing," Louis looked up sadly. He was about ready to give her CPR when she quietly propped herself up on her elbows and planted a kiss on Louis' lips. We both giggled and the boys became angry. Louis stood with the rest of the boys and Hazel and I stood beside each other. We ran down the stairs followed by the boys. We exited the lobby and ran out into the street. We both decided to run towards the mall at the end of the block. The boys were still chasing us and they were catching up. I looked at Hazel and we began to sprint. We entered the mall and decided to look in the different stores.

We didn't care if they boys caught up to us anymore. We needed clothes. The boys finally found us in one of the stores. They were panting and it was kinda funny. Hazel was looking in one section of the store and I was looking in another. I found a few pairs of high waist shorts that I absolutely had to get, along with some shirts to go with them. Niall came over with Harry and Harry took the clothes from me. Niall and Harry began to walk through the store picking out anything they liked or thought I'd like. They had pretty good taste, even though a lot of the stuff was short or a little revealing. Last but not least I needed one bikini. Niall and Harry were looking through the bikinis until they came across five that they liked. They threw them on the pile and it was time to pay.

Hazellynn's POV

We shopped and the boys bought Arie and I a ton of new clothes. We walked back to the hotel and all decided to chill in the lads' room. Ariella was sitting on her phone smiling and then her smile faded. Nobody seemed to notice but me. I got up and walked over to her. We went into the bathroom and locked the door. She handed me her phone and there was a picture of Niall and Arie holding hands, along with Louis and I holding hands. Not to mention Liam, Zayn and Harry carrying the bags. We read through the comments.

@NiallLovesMe913: ewwww. Why the hell is Niall holding a trolls hand!

@HarrysCurls0154: Awh, they're probably one of their charity cases. How cute!

@LouisBum772: they're not even pretty. What could they possibly see in them?

@Hazzalovesboobear45: why are they making the boys carry shit?! They're not even good enough to be with them!

@LarryStylinsonIsReal: What are they wearing?! Did they rob some homeless people or what?

By this time, Ariella and I were both crying. Are we really that ugly? Are we actually charity cases? Are we seriously not good enough? We both sat on the floor against the door and cried. Arie hasn't cried this much since she found out she was pregnant after Max raped her. I on the other hand haven't cried this much since the very first time my parents abused me. We just kept crying. I couldn't stop. Why'd they hate us?

Ariella's POV

Hazel was too busy crying to pay attention to what I was doing. I couldn't stand the thought of being hated by millions of girls just because I was Niall's. I took the razor blade and pressed it to my skin. I slid it across my wrist in one swift motion and the blood began to pour out of me. I cried even harder now because of the pain. I fell to the floor and clutched my wrist to my chest. Hazel looked up and screamed.