Chp. 10 Who came up with forgive and forget?

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At first I could move my hands, then my feet, then finally after a few minutes of struggle, I could open my eye lids. Taking in my surroundings, white tile walls and white tile floors, I soon realized where I was....

The hospital.

Sniffling a little, I notice I was hooked up to a breathing machine. Looking to the right to see a peacefully sleeping Zayn, I reached over.

"Zayn." I attempted to say, but I noticed my throat was backed up.....it was backed up by a very large tube.

Feeling the chills run down my spine, I notice him stir.

"Jennette!" He screamed, jumping up and giving me a hug.

I smiled, or sort of....the tube probably made me look like a cereal killer.

"Want to get the tube out?" He asked.

Nodding only made it worse.....almost causing me to upchuck.

He smiled and ran out of the room, while I was left to my thoughts.

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After a couple hours of scratchy talking, I had settled down a bit. All the boys had visited, other than Zayn, Harry stayed with me the longest. Looking down at my hands, I noticed how they slightly trembled. I only laughed at this thought.

Thoughts of my hobbies picking up in my mind. What was I going to do now? I could be a model, like Louis new girlfriend Eleanor, who he told me lots about earlier. I could be an artist, I found that life always got a little more peaceful when I drew. I could be a surfer! Surfing's fun! Or I could be a regular teenager......but that's boring.

My thoughts were broken by the door opening.

"Zayn when do I get to-" I looked up expecting Zayn, but came up with a completely different outcome.

"Jennette....." Liam said, Danielle slowly trailing behind him.

"Get the hell out!" I screamed, my voice cracking from the tube scratching it earlier.

"But Jennette I-"

"Get the fuck out." I growled, staring coldly back at him.

He nodded, then they both left, and Zayn walked in.

"I'm sorry I didn't get here faster.....I could've prevented that." He says.

"It's okay.....but I was wondering....when do I get out of here?" I asked.

"Tomorrow."

"Nice! Because I have a bit of planning to do for the next couple months." I cackled.

"That wasn't freaky at all." He muttered.

Then we both broke out into an uncontrollable laughter.....

I don't think I would be able to get by without him....

He's my half that makes me whole....

My best friend..

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