Chapter 32

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Walking down the cold school corridors, I kept my head down and my eyes fixated on my black Docs. I pushed past people, not really caring who I bumped into. People laughed as I went by. Isn't it strange how in the space of two days I had already dropped back down to become the nerd that no on would talk to. I couldn't help but wonder if Calum, Yasmin, Luke or Michael had said something about me. Maybe they told the rest of the school how much of a nutcase I was. And maybe Ashton had told everyone at his school, which would explain why random people in the streets would laugh at me. 

I pushed my hair out of my face and rearranged the books in my arms to stop them from falling over. 

"Do you need help with that?" 

I looked up to see Calum smiling at me, with Yasmin, Luke and Micheal no far behind me. I shook my head and rushed off, not wanting to see their faces any longer. It's not that I didn't like them, it's that they didn't like me. I'd messed up their lives so much. Look at how much drama I'd created. 

Sighing, I kept walking down the hall, begging each minute of this hell to be over.  I just wanted to go home so I could my things. I'd promised Mitch that I'd live with him for a week just to see. I'd finished all my exams so he said it didn't matter if I missed out on a bit of school. To be honest, I was actually excited at the prospect of living with Mitch. I wanted freedom but I didn't like the cost of it.

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At the end of the day I walked back home, alone. It felt strange because usually Calum was with me. I missed him, I'll admit but it was for the best I guess. I mean with the band and everything, the last thing he needed was a stupid, needy girlfriend who created drama over everything. 

My phone started ringing. Checking the caller ID, I sighed and shoved it back in my pocket. Yasmin had been trying to call me for a while now and she just didn't get that I didn't want to talk to her. 

"You could've at least thought about answering the call," Yasmin's voice called out from behind me. Why was she following me? Why couldn't she see that I was avoiding her.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked stepping towards me.

"Just leave me alone," I said simply, walking away.

"I don't get you Hazel, I really don't," she mumbled under her breath. Something in me snapped.

"No of course you don't understand me! And you never will! You'll never understand why I'm so against suicide. You'll never undertsand why I hate violence. You'll never undertsnad me or my life so just leave me alone!" I shouted.

Yasmin stood there stunned. "You're right. I'm sorry."

I shook my head and just walked away. That was when I realised that I couldn't do this anymore. I wanted to go. I needed to go.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back again! Urgh I feel like this fic is so cheesy but I feel an end coming a long very soon so I'm not just going to stop writing now. I hope you all enjoy it! And if you didn't just let me know and tell me why if you don't mind. And yeah thank you for still reading this incredibly badly written fanfiction :D xx

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