The Neon Lights

Hazel is a naive, kind teenager and doesn't stray away from the nice kind girl everyone knows she is until Harry turns up who shows her the darkness and the bad things in life. She see's everything as "The glass is half full" as Harry would say "The glass is half empty" but together they have saved each other in one way or another... But they don't know it yet!


9. Thought you would have leardned by now...

The next day I woke to the sound of my Mum banging on my door very loudly and abruptly saying "Get up Hunny! I need your help in the kitchen" I groaned loudly as I rubbed my eyes sitting up in my lovely warm bed.

 Unplugging my phone from the charger I unlocked it to find three new messages. One from Sam and two from An unknown number (Harry)...

 Sam's read:

 Hi Hazel, sorry for my last text.. I must have offended you.. Please forgive me. I should have never asked X

 I felt a pain in my heart as I had remembered what happened  yesterday. Harry had nearly had a fight with Sam and I had to stop him!

 The two other messages read:

 Love your body babe. Thanks for the show! Thought you would have learned by now... Love H xxx

 Wear something you feel comfortable dancing in. I'm gonna take you to my favourite night club. Love H xxx

 My mum gave me a fright as she burst in smiling at me "Get your ass down here young lady" she stopped as she sat next to me saying "what's the matter baby?"

 I was just about to tell her but someone knocked the on front door. She bolted out of my bedroom as quickly as possible and scampered down stairs to the door.

 Slowly, I hopped out of bed and padded over to my wardrobe to find a suitable pair of skinny jeans and top. I ended up deciding on my huge knit weir jumper. I had loads of knit weir but this jumper was just so comfortable and not to warm! I can't describe the colour of it. The colour is a mix between a sea green and a navy blue. Under the jumper I had on a little black vest top because knowing me I would be keeping the jumper on for most of the night. I didn't give a shit what Harry would think about my outfit. The jumper drowns me easily because it is a size 16 and I am no were near that size! It is comfy and that's all that matters.

 Walking down the stairs I heard my mum had a guest in the kitchen. As I zoned in on the voices I recognised the other persons voice. It was Sam...

 Just as I turned to go back up stairs my mum yelled "Hazel! If you are not down here in three seconds you won't be seeing your friends for a whole week!

 Sighing, I plodded down the last couple of stairs and swung the kitchen door open to be greeted by Sam and my Mum starring directly at me. I couldn't look into Sam's eyes! Not after what happened yesterday...

 "Hazel" Sam interrupted my thoughts as he uttered the words "can I speak to you alone for a minute?"

 I was dreading this already! He didn't have his normal playful tone in his voice. It was cold and solemn.

 My mum quickly walked out of the room and as she got over to me she pushed me towards Sam. Stumbling towards Him I put my hand out to stop myself from crashing into him but ended up being caught by Sam as I put my hand out into thin air.

 Why does my clumsiness always show when I am trying to be serious!? Ugh!

 Sam laughed as I stood up and pushed my hair out of my face. Just then as I looked into his eyes he stopped laughing and mumbled "who gave you the love bite?" Quickly, I shot my hand up to my neck and hid the bruise away from him. He was not meant to see that! "Hazel" he begged "tell me." Sam was surely not as strong as Harry but he was still as strong as me and he took my hand away from my neck. With my protesting not working he helped himself to go prodding around near the love bite Harry had given me. I winced as Sam skimmed his fingers over it.

 "It was Harry!" I spat, giving up on my secret.

 Sam's eyebrows knotted "The bastard" he spoke beneath his breath. "Why wouldn't you tell me Hazel" he said sounding upset.

 "It's non of your business Sam" I cried out as I stormed out of the room and bolted up the stairs.

 "Hazel" he called up after me.

 "Get out of my house" I yelled to him as I slammed my bedroom door. Why did he have to ask about it? Why? It was non of his business! As I heard the front door shut I burst into tears knowing full well Sam was only trying to help me. But if he had helped.. Harry wouldn't be au fully pleased about that.

 I felt dreadful! How could I have said that to my friend!? But I had to...


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