Trouble Maker (Finished)

Zayn is a player. Hazel is a innocent girl. When Hazel falls in love with Zayn, she is afraid he will play her just like he did the others. Will he stand by her? Or will he betray her like he did before?


12. Missing

"What the hell, Zayn!" She said as she crossed her arms.

"You heard me, I love HER!" He shouted.

"Zayn, remember how you told me you loved me?" She scoffed.

"be right back.." I said as i walked away slowly.

I walked to the bathroom for a second so i could fix my hair, after i finished my hair i walked outside and saw Zayn .. Kissing Ashyln?

"What the hell?!" I shouted almost in tears.

"No! NO! Ash, get away from me, my house, and my girlfriend. I don't need your shit anymore.. You have one more chance before i call the police!" Zayn pushed her.

"Fine, i'll be back.. I will.." She huffed as she walked out of the house.

I ran to the door and locked it.

"Zayn.. What was that!?" I asked.

"Hazel, it was nothing." He said as he hugged me.

"I hope so.." I hugged back.

Zayn walked upstairs and i followed him.

"Movie night?" Zayn asked.

"OK, i'm always up for movies!" I smiled.

"Pitch perfect?" He asked.

"Sure, i love that movie!" I replied.

** After Dinner (When They Are Gonna Watch The Movie) **

We both sat down next to each other and watched Pitch Perfect.

"Is it cold in here?" Zayn asked.

"Just a bit." I replied with my eyes glued on the movie.

Zayn woke me up because, apparently i fell asleep on his lap.

"Oops, sorry!" I blushed.

"It's OK." He replied.

I looked in his beautiful brown eyes.

He looked at me and kissed me.

We pretty much ignored our surroundings for the rest of the night.

We got carried away.. And something else happened.. *Hint Hint*


I woke up in the middle of the living room floor. How did I even end up here? I looked around and saw Zayn on the other side of me. He was dead asleep. I didn't make much noise as I got up so I wouldn't wake him. I grabbed my phone that was on the coffee table and saw the clock read 11:37.

"Hey babe." Zayn said as he got off the floor. 

"Hi. It's already 11." I said, looking his way. He only had his jeans on.

"Really? We slept in late huh?" He said, grabbing my waist and hugging me.

"Yeah, stayed up all night." I said. I heard some footsteps from behind me, so I let go of Zayn and went into the kitchen.

"Where you going?" Zayn said, chasing after me.

"I want food." I remarked, looking in the fridge.

"I'm hungry to." He said, looking in the cupboards. I didn't see anything that looked good so I just went and sat in a chair at the dinner table.

"Zayn, I didn't find anything good in there anyways." I called. 

"I know. There is nothing good to eat here." He remarked, sitting in the chair next to me.

"I have to go to the bathroom. Save that spot for me?" He said, getting up from the table.

"Yeah." I said. I watched him walk out of the kitchen and felt a light chill go through me. I ignored it.


"Where the hell is he?" I said to myself. I had been waiting for an hour for Zayn to come out of the bathroom and I was worried.

"He was supposed to be back an hour ago. How long does it take for him to pee?" I said to myself again. I was very confused and scared. What if he ran off? If he did, where is he? I decided to get up and ask his maid if she saw him. I walked down the hall and met with one of his maids, Cheri. 

"Hi Cheri. Have you seen Zayn?" I asked.

"I haven't seen him. I thought you and him were in the living room." She answered.

"Thanks anyways." I said, frantically walking down the hall. I was worried he might have left to go somewhere that he didn't tell me about. I walked, and walked, and walked around the house. Every room, every corner, every sector of it but I couldn't find him. I did find something interesting, though. A random picture of him and four other boys with the name "One Direction" held over their heads. Weird.

"Where did you go?!" I asked myself. I was about to cry. I was worried that he might have ran off or was kidnapped.

Maybe Zayn is missing.

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