When no one's watching

Chapter 25

Louis' pov:

From that evening on, everything started to go downhill even more.

Zayn fell into a coma because of the overdose of drugs in his body.
He was skin and bones and his body couldn't take that amount.

Liam had protested against the doctors saying he should go home that evening, and refused to go home the following evening as well.

Trisha told the doctors that Liam could stay with her son as long as he wanted if they let him.
And finally, they decided that Liam could stay with Zayn even after visiting hours.

He stayed in the uncomfortable plastic chair next to the hospital bed, always holding Zayn's hand and never letting go.

The whole day he stared at Zayn, refused to eat anything.

3rd person's pov:
It was Sunday evening as everyone was trying to convince Liam to go home and get rest.
But he just held onto Zayn's hand tighter and shook his head.

"I promised I'd look after him, I broke my promise so at least I'm gonna look for him now."
With a trembling voice and closing his eyes he looked at Zayn again.

Trisha looked at the so small seeming boy with a sad smile on her lips.
"Honey, you should go home and get some rest. Zayn's under observation, nothing will happen. Go home, sleep and eat something."

But Liam shook his head, only scooting closer to Zayn.

Louis sighed, Liam probably wouldn't come to school the next day. He would stay with Zayn all the time.

And that's how it went. As horrible as they all were feeling, they came to school, except for Liam and Zayn.

The feeling of not knowing what was just happening with Zayn was basically killing Louis.
The person he knew since diapers, the person he'd first came out to, the person that knew nearly everything about him was now in a coma.

And the worst thing was that the whole situation was so unpredictable.
Zayn could wake up in this minute or next week or maybe in a year.
But the most horrific thing was that they didn't even know if he'd wake up ever again.

Liam's pov:

Holding onto Zayn's tiny, cold hand made me feel like bursting into tears.

I hadn't quite slept since everything had happened for the third day now.

My head was hurting and so was my whole body as I was sitting in this uncomfortable plastic chair.

Everybody was telling me to go home and 'rest' but my mind was racing all the time.
It was my fault, they could tell me what they wanted but I knew it myself.

The scene was still so present to me and everytime I replayed it in my mind, my heart started to ache.

"Don't worry Li, I'll look after you all the time. Nothing bad can happen, I promise."

The way Zayn was looking at me so angelic I couldn't resist but fall in love all over again, but of course I couldn't tell him. Instead I smiled at him and answered.
"And I promise that I'll look after you."

I then intertwined our fingers as we always did and softly pulled him with me.

I had promised him, promised him that I'd keep him safe.
But I had let him down, once again.

What if he didn't even want to wake up anymore because of me?
Because I had broken my promise?

I squeezed my eyes shut at the thought of him not waking up again. My heart seemed to contract and I tried to get it off of my mind.