Be My Wonderwall - A Zayn Malik fanfiction

Chapter Five

Hey ya'll! I finally updated for those you reading. Oh, and this chapter is not edited, so sorry for any mistakes. I just felt bad for not updating in a while.

~Kat =^_^= <3

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Zayn's POV:

I ran threw the hospital doors.

"Lily!" I darted over to the main desk, "Where's Lily? What room is she in? Do you know her condition? Can we visit her? Is she gonna be alright?" I began shooting her with questions.

"Excuse me, sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to calm down and ask me one question at a time."

I inhaled deeply and asked her again in a more calm matter.

"Do you know what room Lily Charters is in?" My voice trembled.

The woman had a questioning look in her.

"Are you Zayn Malik?"

"Yes why?"

"I think you have to come with me."

"Umm, okay but there's two there people here with me and another two are on their way."

"Just leave them. You won't be that long, anyway."

I shrugged my shoulders and followed the lady down the hall. We passed by the Operating Room, the Emergency Room, and the Recovering Room before stopping at the... oh god...

"Wh-y ar-e we at th-he Morgue?!" I stuttered. I looked over at the woman who had tears in her eyes. She put her head down in despair. A wave of panic filled my body.

"... I'm sorry... I just wanted to show you where Lily Charters might be going. She is in a very deep coma and if she doesn't gain consciousness by the end of this week... we are going to have make a very tough decision... and pronounce her... dead..."

At this point, I couldn't think of anything other than Lily. 'Wow...' I thought, 'Lily is gonna die because of me...' I sank to my knees and started to ball my eyes out.

"N-OO! IS TH-ERE ANY-THING YOU CAN D-O TO SA-VE HE-R?" I pleaded.

I looked up the woman who had tears rolling down her pale skin.

"... I'm so sorry... we are doing the best we can, but her future is uncertain... I'm sorry..."

"ZAYN! WHERE ARE YOU? ZAYN?"

"ZAYN! There you are! Why are you at the Morgue?!" I can literally hear the panic flood onto that one question from Niall.

"Please don't tell me... I don't want to know..." Liam eyes started to fill with tears.

I looked up to Louis and Harry only to see them standing there, shell-shocked, and their mouths hanging wide open.

I turn my head back down and continued crying. The woman filled the boys in. Niall then asked her what room Lily's in.

"She is in room 39, floor 2."

The boys thanked her and picked me up all the way to the room. As we approached the room, I can hear all the boys suck in there breath. Lily was hooked up to 6 machines on one arm and 5 machines on the other. She was on life support and she was slowly slipping...

I tip-toed over to my Lily flower. 'Please, god, don't let her die!' I thought, 'She's my other half. I'm nothing without her.' I made my way to her side and took a seat. I intertwined my fingers with hers and started tearing up. Her beautiful brown curls lost all color in them and turned an unsightful grayish color. I put my head in the crook of her neck and started crying, leaving her hospital gown tear-stained. I kissed her neck in a desperate attempt to get her to come back and love me again. Harry was at the Lily's other side accompanied by Louis and Niall. Liam was standing next to me. We all just watched Lily, hoping that she would make some kind of movement. Every now and then you can hear the sniffles coming from either one of us. We spend all day there by Lily's side, only leaving to get food and come back. Luckily, we convinced the doctors to let us stay the night. Harry and Louis shared a bed while Liam and Niall slept in another. Where did I sleep? I slept right there, in the crook of Lily's neck all night with one thing in my mind... Lily Charters, you are not leaving here without me. If you die... then I die...

* THE NEXT MORNING*

"Zayn,"

"Hmm?"

"Me and the lads are going out to go get breakfast, do you want anything?"

"No thanks Liam, I'm not hungry."

"Okay, but you gotta promise me that you're gonna at least something. I don't want you starving mate."

Ugh, I hate when Liam acts like he's my REAL dad.

"Whatever," I replied.

Liam rolled his eyes and reluctantly followed the boys out the room. I looked at Lily to see the beautiful sunlight hitting her sickly pale skin.

"I'm so sorry I did this to you," I whispered, "But, please Lily, come back to us. We need you... I need you. You're my other half. I love you... I just wish you love me, too"

I lightly kissed her temple. I took note that her face is less pale than it was yesterday. I felt a little glimmer of hope make its way towards us. 'Maybe she will get better.' I hoped. I turn to the heart monitor. It picked up the pace a little, and it almost sounded like a regular heart beat. 'Could this be it?' I thought. 'Could Lily actually wake up?' I lean forward in anticipation.

"Lily?"

No reply.

"Move your thumb if you can hear me."

I turn my attention to her thump and waited for a few moments. Lily eruptively points her thumb to the sky and then puts it back down again.

I fell back into my chair, shocked and excited. 'Lily's alive! Oh my god!' I thought, 'Thank you, thank you, thank you sooo much!' I jump up, out of my chair and run out into the hall.

"NURSE! NURSE! NURSE!"

"Yes, Mr. Malik?"

"Lily's conscious. I asked her to move her thumb and she did!"

The nurse looks at me wide-eyed.

"Are sure you weren't dreaming?" She questioned.

"I'm completely, 100% sure!"

"Okay, then. Let me get the doctor and if you can wait out here in the waiting area, that would be great." The nurse started to look for the doctor. I sat down in the waiting area.

All I can do is smile wide, knowing Lily will be alright. God had listened and answered my prayers. Lily may be the lucky one in getting her life back, but I'm the one who is being saved. Because, let's face it, I would probably go into a deep depression and commit sucide. Sounds cold, I know, but it's the truth. I'm just glad Lily made it out of death's row. Knowing this, I started to cry again, but this time, they are tears of joy...