Has anyone else realised that Dan and Hazel haven't talked at all since the break up?

Well I have, because I planned it.

I'm sorry in advance for this chapter, I don't believe it is very good.

I hope you all had a happy christmas and a I hope you have a happy new year!

See you in the new year!

-Lauren :D

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I lay on my blue duvet covers, my furry zebra print blanket drawn up to my chest as I look up at the ceiling. Matt is playing his random playlist, turns out that Matt listens to a lot of music in his free time.

The current song playing is set the fire to the third bar and is by Snow Patrol, a band who I don't know much about but are very talented and Matt seems to speak very highly of them.

He sits at my desk, brown hair tousled (because he keeps running his hands through it), and eyes on the English lit coursework of mine that he is 'editing' for his own copy. He looks up at my iPod dock when the chorus plays and smiles to himself, then over to me.

The song is very slow and sounds quite depressing, but if you listen carefully it isn't really, the beat just makes it sound like that. The chorus is slightly more upbeat.

"You know this song is supposed to be about a long distance relationship" he says, raising his eyebrows, I frown at him as he continues:

"Yeah, and about how desperately you want to be with that person and how you hope someone will pick you up and take you to their arms. Sound familiar?"

"Stop making me feel guilty Matt" I mumble, closing my eyes and rolling over to face him as I open them.

"Well Danzel wasn't technically a long term relationship was it?"

"Will you stop calling it 'Danzel'! And no it wasn't"

"It could've been, James told me how depressed you were when you weren't with him, you know, when you got home"

"Great, I'm glad my brother can keep his mouth shut" I say sarcastically and Matt laughs.

"I wonder why no one has asked him out yet." He says and I look at him carefully, making sure he isn't trying to mock Dan.

"I don't think the girls know he's single"

"Well when they know they will flock to him, I'm warning you now"

"I don't really care anymore"

Hazel you liar

Shut up again please, voice in my head.

"And why will the flock to him? He's not exactly anything special?" I continue hastily, my thoughts causing my stomach to hurt.

"Are you kidding me? He is Daniel foster, he looks like something out a bloody boy band!"

Seriously?

"You've got to be kidding me"

"Nope! He's not that much of a bad looking guy, long hair and green eyes, girls dig that sort of stuff and he would fit right in!"

"As if!"

We calm our breathing steadily. The song has now changed to a pop song. Going against the atmosphere, Matt reaches over and unplugs his phone.

"He's cut his hair anyway, see I told you he is moving on fine. Emma said he hasn't cut his hair because he was too tired and upset with everything. Which by the way means me, he seems to be getting over me; so he cut it"

"Not the way I see it"

"How do you see it?"

"I've seen this before, you haven't met him but a really great friend of mine-"

"Does he go to our college?"

"Yeah, I mean you don't know him personally, anyway, my mate Marty used to absolutely adore this girl called Allison, they were inseparable; I used to have fling after fling with her sister Janice..."

He trails off, a slightly sad look on his face as his smile disappears.

"Although she figures me out pretty quickly...anyway, so Allison and Marry were very close and I can't exactly remember what happened, but it all went downhill and Marty cut things off. Alison's family moved to Wales and I went over to Marty's , he was fine, saying he was over Allison, laughing and making inappropriate jokes that would make you squirm Hazel"

I narrow my eyes at him as he laughs.

"He was like that for weeks. So I went over to his house with my mate Tony"

"I know Tony"

"You've met once, and we knocked on the door, there was no immediate answer and we got slightly worried. There was no car. So after 40 minutes we could hear this shrieking. See I was slightly fitter at the time so I bashed the door down"

I gasp, but really when it comes to Matt, there's more to him then there seems so it shouldn't really surprise me.

"So the house smelt strongly of Jack Daniels, whiskey, tobacco and weed. Which by the way combined smell atrocious, I never liked the smell of weed anyway, and I didn't like the taste of it"

"Hang on, you used to smoke weed?"

"It's actually better for you than tobacco I think, and no I didn't smoke it, I tried it once and didn't like it, I don't know why people make such a big deal out of it when celebrities do it...you're making me get away from the point"

"Sorry"

"So Tony said that it was dangerous us being here, because Marty was probably high off his arse and drunk as hell so this meant he would be very dangerous"

I nod carefully, wondering what the point is to all of this.

"Marty was sat in the living room, and you know what Hazel? He was sobbing, sobbing so hard that his cheeks looked red raw, he was slightly drunk, but he hadn't been smoking weed for a while so we could try and ask him what was up. So I bent down to face him and he suddenly lunged at me, giving me such a tight hug it took me off guard.

"He told me how he missed Allison, how he regretted letting her go, how he was numbing the pain and said that he was over her but then it hit him hard. Like a brick wall, he was not as over her as he thought"

"And your point is?"

"Dan thinks he's over you, but trust me, he isn't"

"You really think so?"

"Mhmhm, and you know something else?"

"What?"

"I don't think you're over him either"

My eyes widen, my mouth forms into a thin line as I stare at him.

"I am too! I mean it's been about two months now and I went out with you thinking that it could be a date! I don't talk to him, he doesn't talk to me and you don't see me crying over him!"

"You keep telling yourself that Hazel"

I let out an angry breath and he raises his eyebrows. He closes his eyes and then reaches for his backpack.

"Can you open a window? You don't mind if I smoke in here do you?"

"I guess not" I say rather harshly, moving back on my bed to open one of my windows. "I probably don't have any choice"

He give me a sour look, then fiddles with his lighter and lights a cigarette and inhales carefully, he sighs and blows out the smoke and I mentally cringe at the smell.

"Well at least I don't do it all the time, just when I'm stressed, and talking about Marty makes me stressed"

"I understand. It just bothers me that firstly you are going to stink after this and make my room stink and also that you think I'm not over Dan"

"Cause you're not"

"I am! Oh and also he doesn't like a guy out of a boy band!" I roll my eyes at him, but all I can think of is Ellie Foster, jumping in front of the TV last summer, grinning at me. And how she glared at me through the window as I walked past her house, because of what I did to her brother. I swallow the sudden lump in my throat and force myself to give him the best icy glare I can.

"Alright! Jeez calm down Hazel!"

He gets up and crosses my room, while I glare at him from my bed, he leans out of the window and hits the ash against the side of my window; he then takes another drag and blows out into the air.

"You're mad at me aren't you?" he whispers, without turning to look at me, the light from the moon reflecting down into the garden as he focuses his eyes on something else.

"Yes, you know I don't like talking about Daniel"

"Oh its Daniel now is it?"

"Oh shut up! Why are you whispering anyway?"

"Do you think I have no proof that he hasn't moved on?" he mutters.

"Don't change the subject!"

"Shhh! Just answer my question"

"Then yes, I think that you don't have any proof"

"You've never mentioned sitting on a roof with him, which I get, because you deserve to keep some things from me, but I think he is sitting up there, thinking of you, because he doesn't look very happy, does he?"

I draw in a heavy breath and I widen my eyes at him as he turns to look at me.

"How do you know about the roof-"

"He doesn't look very happy" he repeats, cutting me across and ignoring my question "And I'm pretty good at putting two and two together"

I creep over to the open window, he leans back, giving me room so I can stand and glance up.

His head rests on his knees that are drawn up to his chest, his arms are wrapped around himself as if he is protecting himself, creating a barrier from me, from Matt, and all the people who are causing him mental pain.

"But he has started to look so happy" I whisper, a horrible dread swelling in my stomach with every uncalming thought.

"Yeah, but he's allowed to just sit and let his pain out every once and a while isn't he?"

"I'm not saying he can't, I just...he looks so much better"

"Because he is making the effort to heal himself, with help from Emma, Josh and Ollie"

"How do you know so much anyway?"

"Well when I come out of my social studies class, which you know can be stressful, I stand on my own and smoke by the tree where you all used to hang out, and I see, hear, and concentrate on a lot of things. I happen to see Dan, Josh and Ollie occasionally, or you three girls, I see the look in his eyes when he sees you, and how Josh cuffs his shoulder and gives him the same sad smile. He's getting over you, just slowly, I mean when's the last time you two talked?" he hits the cigarette against my window frame and then throws it out of the window.

I reluctantly take a final glance at Daniel, I take a deep breath, close my eyes and I close the window, locking it and putting the key back in my jewellery box.

I ignore the question, going over to my desk to collect my books and pile them on each other, I twist round to him and shove them at him to continue. Trying to hint to him that I no longer want to talk about this subject.

"You didn't answer my question" he remarks, I shrug my shoulders and sit myself on the chair.

"The last time we talked was when I broke up with him"

"See that right there? That's just pointless. The burning fire of awkwardness between you two is never going to put out unless one of you says something to the other!"

"That's never going to happen, because there is about 1000 reasons why it can't and why it won't!" I yell back.

At that moment, Matt's phone begins to buzz, playing out his ringtone of American Idiot by Green day. He fumbles with it and raises it to his ear.

"Yeah Mum, sorry we lost track of time, I'll head home now"

He puts the phone down and glances up at me. Trying to avoid my eyes as he glances to the left of my eyes.

"Hazel...I'm sorry, I really am. Thank you for letting me see your coursework and I'll pick you up at 7 tomorrow? As per usual?"

"Sure thing"

He pulls me in for a hug but I pull away, coughing, due to the lingering smell of tobacco. I spray him with my air freshener and he coughs loudly, leaving my room in the process.

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Daniel POV

"-so I said to Amelia, if you think that I'm like that, then you have another thing coming honey!" Josh exclaims and Ollie and I both hoot and howl with laughter at his sudden sassiness.

"But then Lily-may walks over, the girl from the night before, she slaps me round the face, explaining to Amelia what I'm really like and then Amelia slapped me as well!" He continues and I laugh loudly again, shifting my weight from one foot to the other as I notice people have started watching.

"So Ol, did you find out about the budding, fiery, passionate love of Matt and Hazel?" Josh asks, I roll my eyes and groan as he smirks at me.

Ollie nods slowly, the smile fading from his face. He shoves his hands into his pockets, I take my guitar off of my shoulders and lean it against the tree. I brought it to kill boredom and because I need to practise.

"Emma said that they are just really close friends, but I'm not so sure, they went on a date didn't they?" Ollie announces, shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah, last year in November" Josh says, nodding his head in agreement. "There's definitely something going on, don't you think Dan?"

I look up from the grass and nod my head. "I think that there's something going on"

"More than that. I think that they're dating, I mean they spend all their time together, Emma might not know because Haze knows that she'll report back to us" Josh concludes.

"Em's not like that" Ollie defends, folding his arms over his chest.

But I'm distracted by a group of girls, giggling away on the bench that all six of us would sit on, and the one that surrounds the tree. My staring seems to have caught Josh's attention as he puts on his signature smirk and elbows me.

"Woah, babe alert"

I mentally roll my eyes, sometimes I wish Kirsty was still talking to us so she could scold Josh and then he would not be the player, he would be the boy who cared for her. And only her.

"Um...you guys go ahead, I'm going to go and see Kirsty and Emma"

So Josh and I nod to him and he stalks over to the two girls, Kirsty looking happier than she did in 2014. But I guess she too is ready to just simply ignore Josh and silently be angry at him.

"Shall we Dan?" Josh says, his voice suddenly deep and once again he is in his 'attack' mode.

"I guess"

I grudgingly follow Josh towards the girls, the girl with the platinum blonde hair spots us and stops laughing, this creates a domino effect as all their laughter starts to fade.

"Ladies" Josh greets, smiling wide and placing his hands on his hips. I raise my hand and do a tiny wave with an awkward smile.

"What do you want Josh?" the dark haired girl fires, narrowing her eyes at him.

Josh suddenly loses confidence, his hands drop, his posture falters and his smile disappears.

So I step in quickly.

"We were just wondering why you were all crowded around here, we are sorry to disturb you girls, curiosity got the better of us"

The platinum blonde whispers something into the ebony haired girl's ear, whose eyes are trained on me, she giggles and the girl on the floor with the stripy top says:

"Aw he's such a gentleman!"

They all start giggling and I smile to myself, although I don't want to take Josh's thunder so I wait patiently for their reply.

"We are all waiting for the tall, dark and handsome dream boat that is Matthew, or Matt Lloyd, see he comes here and smokes sometimes and he's so gorgeous! And I think he has a thing for me!" says platinum blonde.

Josh and I exchange looks as they begin to giggle once more, the noise makes me want to wince, Josh leans closer to me and whispers: "Okay, I officially really don't like Matt he's stealing all my girls".

Then I feel that all too familiar feeling, you know the one where you know something, but you can't say it in front of someone, and you know how usually the person will just randomly bring up that exact subject and you just want to scream the secret to them? Yeah.

"But you can't!" I yell, too late.

Dan stop. Dan what are you doing.

They all turn their heads to look at me, confused and utterly baffled, some sort of angry.

"And why ever not?" says the ebony haired one.

"Because..." Dan stop.

Dan you're going to regret this.

There's a 50% chance that if Hazel finds out about your actions, she will either hate you, or be happy that I've finally helped Matt to get rid of his following of girls by letting them know that they're together.

"Because he's dating Hazel Robinson"

DAN YOU IDIOT

The shock in the air makes me feel awkward as they all look at each other, a small pale girl with freckles and ginger pig tails who I believe is called Abbie cuts across their whispering.

"No he can't be, because you're dating Hazel Robinson"

"Not any more" Josh finally pipes up, shaking his head. The girls all look a little sad, they sigh and collect their stuff.

"Time to spread the word I guess" Stripy top announces to the others.

Oh shit.

Then they all depart, running around campus, I feel a lot of eyes on me.

"Great job Dan, you've finally got the freedom you craved!" Josh exclaims, pulling me in for a hug as I watch the rumour spread, more and more people getting involved.

I hope this ends well.

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Hazel POV

Today I've been getting this really weird feeling.

The feeling that everyone is...looking at me.

I'm not entirely sure why.

I meet Matt at our little pair table at the back of English lit. Everyone is looking at us, my face drains of colour as I take my seat, I look over at Matt who looks shocked about something.

Mr Gore isn't here yet, so there's a light chatter in the air, I wave at Matt to get his attention and he blinks at me.

"You alright?"

"No, none of my female followers have said anything to me today, it's like they're avoiding me. I know I wanted to have more space, but not like this!"

I frown at him as he rests his elbows on the table and plays with the zip on his black pencil case.

Tony, one of Matt's friends comes hurrying over, a huge grin on his face as he approaches us.

"Look at the happy couple! I didn't know you had it in you mate!" he exclaims and immediately I am left in the all too familiar state of confusion.

"I'm sorry?" Matt says, voicing my thoughts.

"Everyone's talking about it! You two dating! I heard it from Steve, who heard it from Gwen who heard it from Abbie!"

"WHAT?!" the pair of us yell at the same time.

"ABBIE!" I screech across the classroom, she jumps and spins round in her chair to look at me. If she has made this up for gossip I swear I might slap her.

"What?"

"Get over here" anger is pulsing through my veins, how dare someone make up such a thing.

"Why are you spreading this false rumour that Matt and I are dating?!"

"Because I was told and I thought that you two wanted the space, so we old as many people as we could"

My jaw drops and Matt breathes deeply. He shakes his head and pushes his hair out of his eyes as he declines the rumour to Abbie and all of the eavesdroppers.

"We're not dating" Matt confirms.

"But more importantly, who told you?" I urge, leaning forward on my desk, I narrow my eyes at her and tap my foot impatiently.

"Daniel Foster"

At this point I am shaking with anger, I feel it everywhere as I breathe between gritted teeth. Matt puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Hazel, calm down"

"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! I'VE HAD IT!"

I practically jump off of the chair as I march over to him in rage.

Of course he would want this. He wants me to look bad doesn't he? He wants everyone to look at me and think that I took away Matt's freedom, he wants revenge for the pain I caused him.

"Hi Dan" I say in a fake sing song voice, I can feel my fists shaking at my side, my face going red.

Dan turns and looks at me in bewilderment, we haven't talked since the break-up so this must be weird.

"Hazel?"

"Yeah hi, I just thought I'd ask...What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

His eyes widen and he leans away from me.

"Excuse me?"

"I know exactly what you're doing Foster! You want me to look bad don't you?! You want to tell everyone a stupid made up rumour that Matt and I are dating?! DO YOU KNOW HOW PATHETIC YOU LOOK DOING THAT?! You are literally so immature, you couldn't have just sorted this all out and talked to me in private? OH NO of course sweet and innocent Daniel Foster just has to get all of Matt's girls away so that he can have them to himself and make a scene! Is that right? Well I did feel pity for you Dan, but you know what? I'm fucking done with you Foster, I regret everything I said to you last summer because it was literally a huge bloody waste of time wasn't it?! Because now I...I...hate you!" I scream at him

The room is silent. Everyone staring at me.

Dan is as pale as a sheet, he's frozen to the spot. Everyone's eyes are on me, Kirsty looks somewhat proud, but also too stunned to reply.

I don't dare look away from him, I hold my ice glare, I feel ready to launch at him at any minute. I hear Matt's chair screech in the corner of the room.

I just said that in front of Matt, Josh, Ollie, Kirsty, Emma and a room full of people I wanted to give a good impression of me. But that's the last thing on my mind as all I think about is the fury I now feel towards Daniel Foster.

"What's going on?" asks Mr Gore, who has just walked in, everyone ignores him as the silence continues.

Then, with tears in my eyes, I tear my gaze away from him, I turn on my heel and march towards Mr Gore.

"I need a minute" I say to him, my voice still shaking as he nods, looking almost scared. I push my way out of the classroom.

I run down the corridor. Tears threating to spill down my face as I storm as far away as possible from the walking scum bag that is Daniel Foster.

His own words reflect in my mind when I complained to him about calling me Hazelnut.

"Well I like it, I mean we keep calling each other by our surnames, and if I'm correct due to the amount of chick flicks I have seen, which is an awful lot for a guy of my age, it's something enemies do"

I am seething with anger, so much so that I could punch a wall and break a window, and as the same sentence from a few months ago repeats in my mind, I push the bathroom door open, which slams against the wall, I look at my state in the mirror, my eyes narrow as I repeat it one more time.

Well consider yourself lucky that I didn't punch you in the face...Foster.

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A/N I'm sorry I'm such a bad writer.

So what do you guys think?

I'm glad that's off my chest actually.

So once again. Have a happy new year and I shall see you all in January.

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