Betrayal ➳ z.m.

17- Bad Day

Please don't forget to check out the prologue of my new story Hazy 'cause I gotta know if it's worth writing on or if it's just a waist of time ☺

- Ally -

Zayn was driving as fast as possible to get to hospital. I didn't expect him to drive me, I thought he'd go and let me alone like others would do. And that made me think about what we had going on.

But this wasn't as relevant as the situation I was being in. My parents were hurt, so was I. Since I got called my heart ached badly and I somehow felt like I had to vomit. They didn't die already and I sobbed endlessly, what would happen if they really died..? I didn't want to think about this, but I had to assume the worst.

"When do we arrive? I have to see my parents! They're probably going to die any second and I'm still on the way there!"

"Love, they're not going to die! Everything is going to be alright! Please calm yourself down. Please."

"Okay.." And so I did as I was told. I tried to even my breathing and control my heartbeats, and luckily it worked.

Then it got silent, but this drove me even more insane. "Can you distract me please?" I asked. "I don't want to think about this until we arrive."

He nodded. But then, he asked me a question that really got me thinking about myself. "What are your fears?" We both knew that this wasn't the best distraction, but at least we didn't talk about my mom and dad.

"My fears.. As in, 'What are you afraid of?'"

"Yes."

"I'm afraid of heights." I turned my head to look at him.

He grinned, like it was good that I was totally afraid of them. "Oh, good."

Then, I gave him a look that was meant to say 'Are you kidding me?', and with that he got what I wanted to express. "It's good because then you won't want to do something with me that has to do with heights."

"You're also afraid of heights?" He nodded again. "So that's one more thing we have in common." It was stunning how less friction there was between Zayn and me.

"Yeah right. We're there." He fastly parked the car at an empty parking lot and we rushed in, storming to the reception to ask for my parents. There we were told that my mom and my father were hardly injuried by the pieces of the shattered glass of the windows and still were operated. I didn't know what to do or to say, I just freezed. Zayn took me to the waiting area where I started crying again. Sara and Kylie hadn't arrived yet which drove me insane, I needed them so much right now.

I was feeling so empty and mentally preparing for the sentence that would turn my life in 180 degrees around - 'We're sorry to say that, but your parents didn't survive the accident. Our sympathies.' If this would have been told to me I really wouldn't know what to do. There would only be Sara and me. We could have lost our home and everything else we had.

I stood up because I couldn't sit all the time, I had to move a little bit to get my nervousness down. "Zayn, I can't take this. This is too much for me, all I really want is to hear that they are okay and they can come home soon. I can't lose my parents, not now. I'm way too young to lose both of my parents!" I threw my arms up in hopelessness, being pessimistic. I felt my phone buzzing, I took it out of my pocket to see that Sara was calling, I picked up. "Oh God Sara where are you?!"

"Just arrived, going in now, where are you?" Her voice was a mess, I could clearly her it. But being the strong girl she is, she tried to cover it.

My hands were shaking, and so was my voice. "W-we are in the waiting area."

"We? With whom are you there?" Oh oh.