How, why?

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Mitchie's pov

I woke up early to get myself ready for school. My phone vibrated and I decided to just ignore it because whoever it was, they could wait. I slipped into my gray, skinny jeans, my pink bandeau, and my loose white tank top with a logo that read: "Live Life The Way You Want." This is my all time favourite tank top.

As I made my way up to the upstairs bathroom, I tripped and smashed my knee on the last stair.

"Shit!" I mumbled to myself.

Eventually, I got up and made my way to the bathroom to curl my long, brown hair. After that, I applied a thin layer of mascara to my long, yet fragile lashes. A loud bang came from the front door. As I rushed downstairs and looked through the tiny peephole, I found a very angry Hazon standing furiously at the door. 

"Uh oh!" I say to myself, hoping and praying that he can't hear me throught the door even though he is right there.

As I cautiously open the door, Hazon storms in. 

"Why the hell do even have a phone if you aren't gonna answer the fricken thing?" Hazon roared in my face.

Because I decided whoever it was, they could wait. I think in my head.

"I-I'm sorry..." I try to fight back the tears, but i can't.

"Well if you don't want to be crying 24 fricken 7, then do what say!" Hazon is not sympathetic at all. No matter how hard I try, everything I do is wrong with him. But I can never leave him.

"H-how come you're so sweet at school, but so horibble when no one's around?" Trying to say sweetly so I don't piss him off any further.

"I-I just.." he started trailing off.

"What is it, babe?" I start to move close to him and everything just took a huge left turn.

"Why are you questioning me??" I decide to just stay quiet so I don't say anything that will dig me a bigger hole.

"Nevermind, let's go... Now!" I jumped at his voice in my ear, and obey.

We made our way to his orange jeep, and climbed in. As soon as he got in, we were zooming down the short street.

"Y-you're going 50 miles per hour over the speed limit, Haz..." I say quietly. The tension between us is thicker than most times. But after I told him what he was doing, there wasn't any tension lingering. The funny thing is, when I call him "Haz," he actually kind of listens to me. It's actually everytime I say it, but I wouldn't dare take advantage of it.

"O-okay, I'm sorry" he cooed. As he swallowed, even a blind person could tell he was fighting so hard to try and hold back tears. Everytime, this happened. On one hand, I felt like I had a lot of power over him, but on the other, I felt guilty to say that. But everytime I tried to talk to him, he would become 10 times more aggresive than he was before. He was so difficult! 

"Haz," I cooed. "What's the matter? Come on, you can tell me anything"

"No! It's none of you're buisness!" he screamed. I guess the sweet and kind Hazn went out the car window.

We soon reached the school with 20 minutes to spare. I didn;t have my own drivers license, so I had to rely on Hazon to drive me most places beacsue my dad also got arested just after my mom died. I think my dad had so much pressure between work, me, and mom's death, that he did some unforgettable things. I always saved up money since I was a kid, so that's how I pay for everything.

All of my friends came running towards the car. They were all screameng and jumping with joy as they reached the car. 

"Woah, woah! What's you're guys' deal?" I laughed. 

"WE'RE GOING TO SEE ONE DIRECTION!" They all screached in unison. 

"Oh my! H-how? When? Where?" I was in total shock. The words were just spilling out of my mouth. 

"Contest on the radio, next Saturday, and at Big Bang Stadium!" Explained my friend Mackayla.

Hazon rolled his eyes at my excitement.

"Bye babe" he kissed me and there were "awes" coming from our little audience, except Mackayla. She knew everything. 

"See ya!" Everytime he is sweet at school, I wanna call him out, but I just can't. I always want the sweetness to last at least a little while. 

 ( Hey readers! I am thrilled to see that I actually have readers, even though it's only 4. In the sidebar I will be putting pictures of Hazon, Mitchie, and Mackayla. Please vote, and comment so I know what you guys think! Don't be a silent reader! Love you all!)

       ~RandZeitner~ 

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