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I tried calling for what seemed like the hundredth time, but with the same result, no answer. I know the way I treated Liam last Friday was terrible. For a second in my mind I actually believed he wasn’t good enough for me. Now I realize it’s the other way around, I’m not good enough for him. He has been through so much for me and all I did was turn my back on him, not even defending him. When I had realized he left my first instinct was to call him. Much like my other attempts it proved to be futile. I went over to Harry’s house today to ask, but once I explained it to Harry he got mad.
Apparently Liam hasn’t been home all week and he was just figuring out that I was the reason why. Harry seems to know where he was so, I guess that reassures me a little. I picked up my phone and dialed his number, this time it went straight to voice mail.
“Uh hey Li, I have no idea where you are and I’m actually scared shitless. You have every right not answering my calls, I just feel so bad. I feel like I need to explain myself to you and I actually don”t know if I’ll have enough time to do that. So I’ll try to make this quick. I have no idea why I let my mom plant that moment of doubt in my head. I shouldn’t have even listened to her. To be honest you’re too good for me, I’m such a fuck up. I- i just want to know that you’re okay.” My voice cracked as I began to cry.
I hung up the phone and began to calm myself. I needed to calm down if I was going to go to school. I had already transferred over to the new school all we had to do was get set up in our new apartment which looked really nice. I splashed cold water on my face and grabbed my back pack. My keys were in my pocket and I made sure to be careful when driving, but I couldn’t help my mind wandering to Liam. God I really hope he is okay. When I zoned back in I noticed a car about two feet ahead of me. Quickly I hit the brakes stopping my car just in time to not rear end the other car. I put a hand over my racing heart and my head fell against the steering wheel. Today was going to be hell.
*L o u i s*
“I want to become a director.” Harry announced randomly.
I removed my head from his chest and looked up at him.
“Like a movie director?” I asked.
“Yeah I mean why not? I work for youtube for christ’s sake. My paycheck is based on how many people view or like my videos. I’m lucky to have a numerous amount of subscribers. It’s pretty much like being a movie director, except I’ll make a lot more of money.” Harry ranted.
“Well I’ll be behind you with whatever you want to do.” I whispered into his chest.
Harry’s ring tone blared throughout the silent room and he shifted around to grab it.
“Liam, hey how are you?” he asked quickly.
I heard a slight chuckle on the other end and Liam reassuring Harry.
“Are you sure you’re okay I know what that pri- I mean Zayn did, he explained it all to me.” Harry said as if he just remembered I was in the room and that was my best friend.
I sat up and scooted away from Harry. He didn’t notice as he began to get into a very intriguing conversation about the new kitty Liam’s mum got. After ten excruciating minutes he finally got off the phone and opened his arms for me to cuddle into him.
“Haz, you do realize that Zayn still is my best freind?” I asked him.
Harry’s stare hardened.
“Yeah and Liam’s mine.” He spat out.
“I understand that, but I really do not appreciate you insulting my best friend. Yes Harry I understand what he did to Liam was horrible, but I think maybe if Liam is okay you should move past it.” I said quietly.
“I think you should leave.” Harry sighed.
I nodded and kicked off the blanket. In only my sweatpants and a t-shirt I grabbed my keys and left his house. When I got back home, my ringtone from my phone was ringing loudly and it was the only sound coming from the house. It seems like Zayn wasn’t home yet. I’m surprised I left my own phone here without even realizing it. The number was one I didn’t recognize but it seems they’ve called numerous times before so I answered.
“Hello?”
“Is this Louis Tomlinson?” The voice asked.
My stomach dropped, I could already feel that this was going to be bad.
“Yes.” I answered, my mouth going dry.
“This is concerning your friend Zayn Malik, he’s in the hospital.”
I almost dropped my phone in shock.
“Is he alright?” I asked quickly.
“We will fill you in on the details when you get here.” The doctor said.
“Did you call his parents?” I questioned as I grabbed my keys again and got into the car.
“Yours was the only number we had Mr. Tomlinson. We’ll see you when you get here.” He hung up.
I hit the steering wheel with my fist. God dammit Zayn please don’t tell me you did something stupid. I drove as fast I could and with traffic it took me over twenty minutes to get there. Upon my loud entrance I was told to calm down before I was able to see him.
“Ah, Mr. Tomlinson now that you’ve calmed down I can explain everything to you.” The doctor who I’m assuming I talked to on the phone with said.
“Mr. Malik was in a car crash. It was not a severe one, he only made it out with a couple of scratches. Now the cause of this I first thought was exhaustion, he was very sleep deprived and he had severe signs of malnutrition.”
With each word he said, I felt my stomach fill with guilt. If only I had been there for him instead of mucking about with Harry.
“Now I performed an MRI on him this afternoon once he arrived, to check for any internal injuries and I found that he had an aneurysm. Has Mr. Malik been under any severe stress lately?” he asked.
“We moved recently, started a new university.” I rambled off excuses, but there was one nagging me at the back of my head.
What if his fight with Liam had something to contribute to this?
“He had a fight with his boyfriend.” I added.
The doctor nodded and scribbled a few more notes down.
“Are you wanting to call his parents?” He asked.
I nodded and began racking my brain for at least one of his parents number. I finally rambled off Mrs. Malik’s number and he scribbled it down.
“He might not be waking up for awhile. We put him in a medical induced coma so his brain could take a rest and heal properly. Though we will have to preform surgery to properly remove all the blood so a blood clot doesn’t form.”
“Can I at least see him?” I asked quietly.
The doctor nodded and let me into his room. Zayn looked perfectly fine. On the inside clearly not so much. There was a tube going through his mouth to feed him and dark bags under his eyes, which were the only abnormalities on the outside. My best friend hadn’t been eating or sleeping and I was too dumb to realize. I should’ve been able to notice and I couldn’t. I pulled out my phone and dialed Liam’s number. After a couple or rings it went to voice mail.
“Hey Liam you really need to come home, Zayn is in the hospital and I know he would really want you here.”
Just saying those words had tears pricking at my eyes. Saying those words made it a reality. This was absolutely terrifying and there was nothing I could do about it. I took a hold of Zayns hand and squeezed it.
“Zayn I’m so sorry.” I whimpered.
I couldn’t hold back the sobs I held in for so long anymore. I kept repeating that I was sorry hoping it would make a difference somehow. But I knew that nothing could change this, no matter how hard I tried.
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Hello friends sorry for such a long wait. And I didn’t think this chapter was going to end up like this, but hey things happen and my mind gets all jumbly. I really hope the the song in the sidebar works bc I am not able to work this thing properly.
But if it shows up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The song for this chapter is Last Hope – Paramore.
You will get to find out what happens with Zayn and Liam in the next chapter. ANd what about Zayn’s parents?????????????????????????????/ ooOoOOoOOh. I am an actual child.
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