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?


15. Sickness?

I was so scared. Had my father gotten out of jail again? How did he even manage to do it for the fifth time?! These questions I didn't know the answer to, but I knew one thing. I was screwed.

"Get over here." One of the men said, holding his hand in his fist.

"We are going to teach you two a lesson in snitching. You shouldn't snitch one any of us. Or you will be punished." Another one said, holding a metal bat in his hand. I was extremely terrified by now, and judging by Zayn's face he was to.

"What are you going to do to us?!" Zayn said. I took his hand and stayed close to him as the "Tow Trucker" shoved us in the middle of the circle the men where in. They stared at us and laughed at our fear.

"We're going to show you what happens when you mess with us." The man with the bat said, tightening his grip on it. They started to walk closer to us and out of nowhere, I screamed. As loud as I possibly could, and they hesitated. I guess they never experienced that before.

"Shut up!" One of the men said. But he was to late. Someone must have heard me, because, a siren started to sound down the street. That made the men panic and flee. They started to run down the sidewalk on the left, telling eachother to shut up. I could here a police officer come out of the car and start walking towards us.

"You kids OK?" He said.

"Yeah..we just got..jumped." I said, still scared out of my mind.

"Do you know where the perpetrators?" The policeman said.

"I don't know..." Zayn said with his arm around me.

** Time Jump Wee! **

We were driving home and I felt sick.

I put my hand on my stomach and covered my mouth.

"Zayn.. Could you park right here? I think I have car sickness or something." I said.

Zayn kept his eyes on the road and parked.

I quickly got out of the car and stood there. Zayn came behind me and rubbed my back.

"You OK?" He asked me.

"No, I feel sick." I stood there thinking for a second.

"Maybe it was something I ate." I added.

"Let's get home and you can take some medication." Zayn said, he opened my car door and signaled me to go in.

We drove for a bit and the sickness came back.

"Zayn.. How far are we?" I asked.

"Two minutes."

"Zayn," "Stop at the grocery store please."


"You really think so?"

"Yeah." I nodded and grabbed the package.

"Fine, let's go check out." He said, he grabbed my hand and walked over to the counter.

The clerk raised an eyebrow and gave me a funny look.

"You're Zayn Malik?" She asked.

"Um, I have to use the restroom.. I'll be right back." I smiled polite yet awkwardly.

"Why don't you dump her and we can have a blast together."

I heard from behind me.

"No, I love her. Why can't anyone accept that." Zayn said, he handed her the money.

"Actually, I'm good." I said and walked up to the counter.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"You got a problem, Miss?" I asked.

"Yeah, I do."

"Well, tell me."

"Zayn is way to perfect for you. You're just a .. Well, Nobody." She smiled.

Ugh, the thought of her makes me gag. She's wearing a grey shirt cut off just below her chest and some really tight hot pink skinny jeans. *Gag*

"Not like your anything.." Zayn said, he grabbed the shopping bag.

"Actually, I'm Ashlyn's sister." She smirked.

' Dumb and Dumber ' I thought to myself.

"Bye."  Zayn said.

We walked out and she scoffed.

** At Home **





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