Layla's POV:
Its pouring outside. I mean, what do you expect? Its London for crying out loud. I'm stuck in the doctors office getting ready to go into some room to get my cast put on. Zayn said he didn't have much to do so he came with me and I'm glad he did. Olivia is not a fun person to be around when she has to spend her money on other people.
"I'm sorry Ms O'neil but we will have to hold off on the cast" the doctor crossed his legs and gave me an odd look.
"Why?" me and Zayn asked in unison.
"Your ankle is so badly twisted that we will have to give you an iv and put it back in place" he said with fake sympathy.
"I'm so sorry" Zayn said. Why was he apologizing?
"Its not your fault" I sigh.
"It kind of is. I did scare you and make you fall" he bowed his head.
"I did that all by myslef" I chuckle.
"We will need you to come at this time and place to get it fixed. Until then good bye" the doctor gave me a slip of paper and kindly waved bye. We stepped out of the door and the rain pelted me. It was cold and unpleasant but we made it to the car soon after leaving.
"I'm so sorry that this all happened to you" he sighed in regret.
"You did nothing. It was my clumsy self that fell and broke her ankle." I rub his shoulder.
"I still feel bad" he looked at the road.
"Don't, lets blame Olivia call it good" I lightly giggle.
"Ok. Sounds good. Want something to eat?" he asked as we passed a whole bunch of restaurants.
"I do, but can I eat something at home?" I ask.
"Sure that's fine. Does your ankle hurt?" he asked.
"It does, not as bad as it could though" I say truthfully.
"So it feels better than yesterday?" he asked like he really cared. I never really had anyone actually care.
"A lot but I don't know how a cast will work" I sigh, I do that a lot.
"You will probably need crutches" he said.
"Yeah. Olivia will be so pissed" I laugh.
"She might" he said as we pulled into my drive way.
"You coming?" I ask.
"Yes just go in I will be a second" he said escorting me out.
"Ok?" I question more than answer.
A/N
Cliff hanger thingy type thing! What is Zayn doing? Sneaky little bastard him. What are his true feelings for Layla O'neil? The world will never knoooowwwwww. Until I say it later. BYE
Love, Nicole Stypayhorlikson <3
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FanfictionLife gets hard. But for me life is like a never ending hill, but instead its a downward spiral. Things get worse and worse and worse. Until one day I brake my ankle and a special someone happens to enter my house at the moment I do so. Will he help...
