Five Against One

Christmas Spirit

Chapter 22

"Alex!" Harry calls as I'm walking out of school.

"Uh, hi." I say and he smiles.

"Need a ride home?" he asks walking in sync with me.

"No, I actually drove today." I say and he nods.

"Oh, uh, can I, can I come over?" He asks and I look at him, my lips pursed.

"I know what you're thinking Alex, but I promise it won't happen." he reassures and I sigh.

"Fine." I huff.

"Great." he smiles.

I nod before walking to my car. My backpack makes a thump noise as it hits the back seat, I lower myself into the car and shut the door.

"Hello Alex." a voice says and I scream.

"Nice car you have here." he says.

"Zayn? What the fuck?" I yell.

"Just wanted to tell you, that I don't think the boys are sincere." He says and I frown.

"Yes they are." I say and he shrugs.

"They've done something like this before. Pretend they're sorry, then they beat the shit out of you. I mean take a look at Harry." Zayn says, a laugh escaping him.

"They're serious this time." I say.

Zayn leans back and really laughs this time. I frown and sigh gripping the steering wheel.

"You think they actually care about you?" he asks and I glare at him.

"Yeah, I guess." I say and he laughs again.

I slam my hand on the steering wheel.

"What the hell is so funny!" I scream.

"They don't care about you Alex. No one cares about you, not even your parents, they hate you. Everybody hates you, don't you understand that?" he asks and I look out the window, silent.

"I guess you do. No one has ever loved you. Not even your family. They despise you. They loathe you. Can't you tell? They aren't coming home for Christmas. That's saying something Alex. You'd be better off if you just stayed away from everyone. No one wants you here Alex. We all hate you." he says.

I feel tears drip down my face and lean my head against the window.

"I know."

Harry's car stops in front of mine and he climbs out. He walks over to the passenger side clearly angry. The door swings open and Harry pulls Zayn out by his shirt, throwing him to the ground.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he spits.

"Just telling Alex how fake you are." Zayn laughs.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Harry seethes.

"I'm talking about your fake apology." Zayn says laughing.

"You really think I'm faking? I asked Alex to prom! I'm as sincere as can be Zayn! I'm done with this!" he screams.

Harry is breathing heavily, and surprisingly restrains himself the one time I wish he wouldn't. Harry ducks into my car.

"Go home, I'll be there in 5 minutes." he says and I nod.

Harry shuts my door and I start the car. As I pull out of the lot I catch Harry pull Zayn up from the ground, giving him one punch before walking away. A small smile makes its way onto my face before heading off towards my home.