Chapter 9
Denied, every gym denied Hailey. They said it was too late before the Olympic Trials that were in 3 days. It was my fault she had gotten kicked out. I didn't find her a gym and today marked 2 days before competition. What was I going to do? What was she going to do? I sat on the floor with my head in my hands thinking about what I was going to do. As I was standing up I heard a knock on the door.
" Hey mate, Vas Happenin?" Zayn arrived.
" Frustrated. I don't know what to do."
" What to do with what Harry?"
I explained everything not leaving out one single detail. He just sat there on my couch staring out the window. After a few minutes of silence he finally broke it off.
" Let's go."
" Wait Zayn! Where are we going?"
" Harry, stop asking questions and follow me. Be quiet."
I silently followed Zayn out the door and kept walking behind him.
" Where is her room?
I guided Zayn to her room but something stopped us. She was crying and yelling at someone. We guessed she was talking on the phone because she was the only one yelling.
" I can't and won't go back there! He is there! Do you have any idea what he did to my friends and tried to do to me? Thank God I defended myself because then he would have done it to me too. I'm not going back there and I never will."
She hung up because we heard her slam the phone on the kitchen counter. We were there for another 20 minutes just listening to nothing. We could hear that she kept pacing back and forth around the room. When we heard her foot steps near the door we ran and hid behind the wall of the other hallway. We could still see her though. She came out wearing a red, one shoulder, tight dress and words couldn't describe how good she looked. She was wearing Lous' Vuitton heels. She had curled her hair and was sporting a smoky eye with light lipstick. She looked, amazing. Why was she dressed like that?
" Come on, Harry we are following her." Zayn whispered to me.
" Wait! What if she catches us following her?"
" She won't let's go!"
I followed Hailey and Zayn down to the lobby. We once again stopped to see what was in front of us. She was being escorted into the limo. She was being picked up in a limo. Why was she being picked up in a limo? Where was she headed too?
" Come on, I can drive my car, I have my keys."
" Zayn, you don't even have your license yet!"
" Who cares? This is where the Bradford Bad Boy kicks in." He flashed me a smile
" Whatever."
We both ran to the car and sat down. We started driving down the cars and we stayed to cars behind Hailey, so she wouldn't see us. After a good 30 minutes of driving, we finally arrived at the building. I had the biggest grinon my face knowing I would see her again. We followed her into the building and realized that it was the head corporation for Victoria Secret models. What was she doing here? Was she a model? Wasn't she a model? I think I was even more confused than before.
We followed her into a separate roo they took her i but we stayed outside, listening to her having a converstaion with the manager of the models.
" You look stunning Hailey." He told her.
Anger boiled up inside me. Nobody called her that except me.
" Thank you."
" Please, take a seat and tell us why you changed your mind about joining us."
