One way or another you are giving me a heart attack ( A One Direction Fanfic)

Hospital

ZAYN'S POV

I woke up surrounded by bright lights. I checked the time and realised I had only been knocked out for 20 minutes. Crap where the hell was Jess. I looked around in a panic realising that I was in a hospital bed. A male nurse walked in with a bright smile that I wanted to wipe right off his face. This was no time to be happy.

"What'g going on. Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yes everything is fine you only had mild concussion and a few scrapes. Nothing that a few stitches couldn't fix"

"Not me you idiot. My friend where is she? Please tell me she's okay?"

"I'm sorry Mr Malik. There is a very slim chance that she will survive. They only just arrived at the hospital as they struggled getting her out of the car and her condition is only getting worse. There is not much hope for her. I'm very sorry"

"No..No.. You have to be lying. This isn't real. Shit...Louis!"

I grabbed my phone out my pocket and dialled Louis number, trying but failing to hold back the flow of tears.

"Hello" His chirpy voice rang through my ears. Only making this worse.

"Lou...I..It's...Hospital" I couldn't even form any words.

"Zayn what the hell is going on"

"Please..Lou....Jess...quick"

"ZAYN!"

"Get to the hospital Lou. Now" I said and he hung straight up. I curled up in a ball in my room and cried. I let the time slowly slip away, still no news from Jess. Soon enough four worried boys burst into my room.

"Zayn are you okay!!" Liam shouted rushing over to me.

"Yeah. I'm fine its Jess that isn't"

"WHAT!" Louis shouted.

"We were in a car accident and Jess is in critical condition. They don't think she will make it"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT"

He ran out the room leaving the rest of us in tears.

LOUIS POV

I can't even. Nothing could process. I ran to the reception desk.

"Could you tell me which room Jessica Smith is in please?" 

"Yes she's in room 108 in the ICU. She is only allowed 2 visitors at a time though"

"Okay thank you"

I ran all the way to the ICU. Hoping that Zayn was lying to me. But No. She lay in the bed with her golden hair floating down onto the white sheets. She had cuts and scars all over the place, with wires and machines attatched to her yet she still looked like an angel.

"Excuse me sir but could you tell me how Jess is progressing"

"I'm sorry sir but it's not looking good. It is highly unlikley that she will survive. I'm sorry"

A/N- short preview sorta thing just because I thought it needed it. Love you all Jess xoxo