Loved You Anyway [Zayn Malik]

37: Should Have Known

Please note that in this fanfic, Zayn is single and Little Mix do exist but Perrie and Zayn where never together or engaged for that matter. 

Chapter 37:

Zayn POV:

I tapped my foot against the floor, starting to get impatient. Harry and I stayed at the hospital, waiting to see if everything was okay with Hazel and the others went back home since not all of us could stay. Mark went to get a coffee, not bothering to ask anyone if everything was okay with his girlfriend.

I let out an annoyed sigh and slid down further against the not-so-comfortable chair. Harry had his head rested against the wall behind him, arms crossed against his chest and eyes closed. 

"What time is it?" he asked and I looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Eight thirty," I replied with a yawn.

He groaned and opened his eyes, hunching his back and resting his elbows on his knees. "It's been two hours man."

I shrugged, not bothered by the amount of time that we've been waiting for the results. "The real bother here is that Mark isn't even here."

Harry rolled his eyes and shrugged. "It's their problem, stay out of it mate."

I slumped my shoulders forward, mentally agreeing with Harry. I shouldn't get between their relationship shit, she had clearly moved on and so did I but after realizing that she was here, the memories from five years ago surfaced again and I didn't bother to shut out the memory lane.

"Do you remember the night of our first audition? The party at your house?" Harry asked after a few minutes of silence.

A smile formed on my lips and I nodded. "What about it?"

"You fucked Hazel man!" he replied, eyes wide. I chuckled and the smile on my lips grew wider. "How did that happen."

"Dunno," I replied with a smile and straightened my back, remembering that night. "Things change so damn quickly."

He nodded, agreeing. I heard footsteps approaching us and I looked sideways and noticed Mark casually strolling towards us with a cup of coffee in his hands. 

"Any news?" he asked coldly.

"No."

He breathed out heavily and sat down on the floor, taking a sip from his cup. Silence took over and I stared at Mark in hatred, while he tried to avoid my gaze. Harry looked back and forth between us and after a few seconds, he sighed and looked away.

"So how do you two know Hazel?" he asked and I arched an eyebrow in his direction.

"We were in high school together," I replied and his eyes widened, his lips forming a smirk.

"Ah which of you is the jerk that dumped her before college?" he asked, looking suddenly interested.

Dumped? Before college? I never dumped her.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Harry butted in.

"Random guess it was you?" Mark replied, narrowing his eyes at Harry, staring at him wickedly.

"Actually, no," Harry replied through gritted teeth, starting to get pissed off. "What do you have to do with anything that happened five years ago?

Mark chuckled humorlessly and pointed an eyebrow in our direction. "Your friend said that I didn't know things but I do. I know that you," he said looking directly at me, "dated Hazel or should I say Zel. You broke her heart and ignored her for five years straight and who was there to help her back up on her feet and trust? I was. No one else was there for her. The five of you and Jesy ignored her and dumped her like she was a piece of trash!"