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?


7. Scared To Death

"I found you... I found you slut!" He shouted.

Everyone ran to the hospital door and ran out bumping into my dad on their way out.

I walked through the hospital and found me sitting by Zayn's hospital bed.

"Shit!" I mumbled to myself. I ran over and opened the bathroom door. 

I locked the door and sat down on the floor.

"You little bitch, open the door!" He hit the door   

He pounded on the door.

He unlocked the door by i really don't know.

"Hazel!" He said as he grabbed me and choked me.

"What did I tell you??!?!?!?" He shouted.

He slapped me across my face and let go of my neck.

He threw me to the ground and kicked me repeatedly.

"Sir, get away from Hazel!" A male voice shouted. 

"Who are you her little "Boyfriend?" My father asked.

I heard a loud bang and someone fall to the floor.

"Hazel!" I heard a male voice yell.

"Zayn?!?" I cried.

"Yeah..." He replied. 

I slowly opened the door peeking through the crack.

"Zayn! Your OK!" I said as i bawled my eyes out.

"Yeah, Hazel, ill do anything for you..." He walked towards me and kissed me.

I pushed Zayn away from me and said.


I could see the hurt in his eyes from me denying him.

"I'm sorry, I am so confused right now. What did you do to him?" I asked, calmly. I didn't want him to think I was mad, because, I would be happy if he was dead or arrested. That man never deserved to be my father, he always belonged in jail.

"I just hit him with whatever I could find. He will only be knocked out, but I think the doctors called the police already." He said, leaning in close to me.

"Good, I want him out of my life forever." I said, starting to feel my eyes water.

"I'll protect you, Hazel." Zayn said, leaning closer and closer to my face. He grabbed my face, and kissed me. 

"Excuse me...." Someone at the door said. I immanently broke away from Zayn and looked at them. This was awkward. 

"I just wanted to see if everyone was OK....I guess you guys are fine." One of the doctors said, leaving the door open and walking away. 

"Every time." I said. I mean every time we kiss someone comes and interrupts. I just wanted one kiss that didn't only last for one second. Like, seriously, that's all I ask.

"Yeah, but now we are alone." He said, leaning in close to me again. Before we could even start kissing, someone came to the door again.

"Hazel! I'm not done with you!" A male voice said coming from the door. It was my dad. He had a wound on his forehead from getting hit by Zayn. He was bleeding and could barely walk. I was so afraid, I held Zayn in fear.

"Go away! She doesn't want to go with you!" Zayn screamed at him, he was pissed off at my father for hurting me.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?!" My father said angrily, he was getting closer to me, with his fist in the air. I knew he was ready to pound my face in again.

"I don't want you hurting her." Zayn said, pushing him away. My dad got angrier, and I knew he was going to take it out on me. 

"I am not finished with her yet!" He yelled, and smacked me in the face. I fell top the ground and held my face in pain. He was always good at hurting me. But never at being a good father.

"Stop it!" Zayn said, I wasn;t looking, but I knew Zayn kicked my father, causing him to groan and fall over. I lifted my head up and saw my dad lying beside me, he looked at me and punched my face. He then, grabbed my neck and started to choke me. Still holding my neck, he got up and looked Zayn in the eyes and said:

"Hit me again punk and I'll kill her."

"Don't you dare." Zayn said, looking at me and mouthing 'I'm sorry'

"I will. Sit on the floor and wait for me to deal with you." My father demanded. I was still in his grasp, I started to choke and I was blacking out. All I could see, was me falling to the ground, and Zayn getting kicked and punched by my dad, but there was nothing I could do about it. I had to watch him get beaten until I felt unconscious.

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