Invisible [h.s.]

Chap 10-Just Get Out

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La La La- Jasmine Thompson (cover)

*Jezabelle's Pov*

I woke up to my phone buzzing beside my bed. Ew another day at school aka hell on earth. I dragged myself out of bed and slowly got ready for the day. I remembered Harry coming home wasted last night so I decided to go check on him. I softly knocked on the door. The door slowly opened and he poked his head out. The sunlight must have hurt his eyes bc he cowered back in the house lazily making his way to the couch. I sat down beside him rubbing his shoulders.

"Hangovers are a bitch yeah Harold?" I smirked.

"Please not now Jez and why must you call me Harold." he said. I giggled at the fact he forgot that was his so called name last night says him.

"What do you mean thats your name, you said it yourself last night. Dont you remember?"

"I dont remember half the things that happened last night...care to inform me?"

"Later we have school to attend so come on get ready chop chop,"

"Ugh I dont wanna go,"

"Come on youve missed enough school on your second week already." he groaned and rolled off the couch. Literally rolled. I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt. he came down stairs in skinny jeans and and huge jumper that said Obsession and a bandana. He looked cute. his hair was crazy from the night before so the bandana he wore made it look somewhat tamed, but I mean no one could not think this man was a sexy best if you ask me.

"Jez you ready?" I nodded and headed out the door to my car. We wanted to drive separately in case Harry went home due to not feeling well.

**At School**

I only had a few minuets to get to my locker and to my first lesson so I didnt have time to say Hello to Harrys friends. I wouldnt consider them my friends because I dont really know them. I sat down in my normal seat in the back for my first lesson when I heard familiar voice. Not one I would like to remember. My head shot up to meet eyes with no other then Zayn Malik. I quickly looked away acting as if I didnt recognize him. I tried my best not to hyperventilate. I should have known thats who Harry was talking about I mean who else has that name. Probably a lot of people but with my luck its this Zayn. I could feel his eyes on me all first lesson. When the bell signaled it was time to leave I quickly packed up my stuff and rushed out the door. I wasnt going to leave school just because of some guy. I tried my best to focus on my next few lessons before I would have to meet Harry for Lunch. When that time came He was standing there talking to Zayn. I waited behind a corner until he left. I approached Harry pale as a ghost.

"Whats wrong?" he asked

"Its him Harry..."

"Who's him?"

"Zayn. Thats the Zayn," I Squeaked out.

"You mean the one that..ya know," he said scratching the back of his head

"Yes" I sighed. As much as it hurt to admit that something like that could happen I couldn't deny it.

"Are you sure? I met him last night and I've been talking to him all day he doesn't seem like the type to do something like that,"

"You were drunk off your ass last night. Of course he didn't seem like that type because you were wasted!"

"Okay...well I've been talking to him all day and he seems really chilled and nice."

"So your saying you think I'm lying about all of this?!" I said crossing my arms. I'm now upset he thinks I would make up a story like this.

"Jezabelle, no that's not what I'm saying. I'm just saying from what I've seen hes not someone to do that. That's all"