He's a badboy

Hazel is 18 years old and moves to Bradford with her mom and little brother because her mother got a new, better job. Across the street from her home is a pizza place, little does Hazel know, that the mysterious boy who works there is going to change her life..


13. The help is here.

Zayn's P.O.V

"What's the matter?" I asked still holding around Hazel.

"Jaden... I caught him cutting himself and doing drugs." She whispered.

"You want me to talk to him?" I asked placing some of her hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, he looks up to you Zayn." She told me.

I walked up to his room, knocking gently before stepping inside. He was sitting on his bed, I looked down at his arm which he had bandages around, "You alright buddy?" I asked sitting down at the edge of the bed in front of him.

"I've been better." He replied dryly.

"Have I ever told you  that you're an amazing person?" I asked.

"No?" He questioned cocking an eyebrow at me.

"Well, there's a reason for that." I said as he chuckled a bit, "You're the most selfish kid I've ever bumped into." 

"Why?" He asked.

"Think about your sister, don't you think she's thinking it's her fault?" I asked.

"I guess.." He sighed.

"You know what? Instead of cutting your own arm, cut your sister's arm as much as you would to yourself." I told him as he looked up at me confused.

"I would never hurt her that way." He whispered.

"But that's what you're doing right now. By hurting yourself you're hurting her. She loves you, alright? I love you." I told him messing up his hair.

"I love you guys too." He replied.

"Now, where are you hiding your drugs?" I asked standing up from bed, "Most of the guys hide it in their closet." I mumbled walking towards his closet.

"Don't open it!" He said loud but I just ignored it.

Opening the first drawer I found a whole plastic bag full of drugs, "Is that it?" I asked placing it in my pockets.

"T-that's it." He stuttered.

"I don't believe you." I smirked continuing searching in his closet. 

When I opened the last drawer my eyes widened as I spotted a hand gun. Bringing it up I saw that it was loaded, "What the fuck are you thinking?" I asked holding up the gun.

His lips were shaking, he didn't know what to say. Tears left his eyes. "Have you killed anyone?" I asked suspicious.

He didn't reply, even more tears left his eyes as he looked down on his lap. His lips were shaking so much it looked like he was freezing cold.

"Jaden!" I shouted as his head quickly snapped towards me.

"It... was an accident." He whispered as his voice cracked.

I swallowed the lump that has formed in my throat as I looked down at the gun, "Where did you get this?" I asked.

"Pablo... And his friends." He whispered, "But don't do anything! They'll beat me up!" He said loudly.

"Shut up." I commanded feeling myself getting really mad.

"You're much better than this, Jaden. Control yourself. Who did you kill?" I asked raising my voice.

He didn't reply, his lips were shaking again as he looked another way avoiding eye contact with me.

"Who did you kill?" I repeated as he slowly looked up at me.

"S-Skylar." He whispered as my eyes widened.

I've heard about her, she's the girl he loved the most, they became a couple. Hazel told me everything. But why... why did he kill her?

"Why?" I asked, almost tearing up myself.

"She... She cheated. I told Pablo, he demanded me to kill her. If I didn't he would beat me up." He cried.

"Come here." I commanded softly placing the gun on the top of the drawer.

Jaden stood up from bed rushing over to me before his head crashed against my chest and I hugged him tight. I really feel sorry for him, he's only 15 and has to deal with all this bullshit. Luckily I know Pablo. He's Julio's little brother.


Knocking on the front door to Julio's apartment, seconds later Julio opened the door, "Zayn, what a surprise." He smiled.

"May I talk to Pablo?" I asked with no expressions in my face.

"¿por qué?" He asked.

"He forced Hazel's little brother to kill his girlfriend. And I need to talk to him." I told him.

"Wow. I'll get him, but don't kill him, mom's making his favorito tonight." Julio said before pushing Pablo out of the door.

I grabbed Pablo's neck after Julio closed the door. Slamming Pablo against the wall I held on his throat as he gasped for air.

"qué mierda?" He cursed in spanish.

"Shut up, brat. You have some serious explanation to do." I spat.

"What did I do?" He asked in the same spanish accent as Julio.

"You fucking forced Jaden to kill his fucking girlfriend. He's doing drugs, selfharming and crying all the time!" I shouted at him.

"She deserved it!" He shouted.

"Maybe! But that's none of your business!" I told him punching him down.

"I'm sorry!" He shouted covering his face.

"Sorry is not enough! I want you to be a better person, don't beat him up when he leaves you and your friends." I told him.

"I won't beat him up. I will leave him alone." Pablo said.

"Now, fuck off." I spat as he quickly stood up running into his apartment.

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