Emma's POV:
I opened my eyes and scanned the room. I stopped at the sight of Zayn sleeping in a cushioned chair. I continued to scan the room and saw Louis sleeping on the floor to my right. I bent down, yelping in pain, making Louis stir in his sleep. I bent back up, wincing in pain.
Being in pain sucks. I thought.
"Louis." I whispered to him. I didn't want to wake up Zayn. I don't want to deal with his bullshit right now. I tried for a bit to wake Louis until I said screw it and yelled out his name, waking up Zayn and Louis.
"What time is it?" Louis asked sitting up.
"Time for you to get a watch because I have no freaking clue." I said rubbing my head.
"Well then." Louis said, getting up and stretching his back.
"Emma, do you need anything? Water? Food? Medicine?" Zayn asked, rushing to my side.
"Nothing from you." I replied. He grabbed my hand and I hated that I could still feel the sparks when he made contact. I tried to pull out of his hand, but he just tightened his grip.
"Emma," Zayn trailed off. He looked down at our hands and slowly let go.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Maybe you should go." I said. Zayn nodded and left.
That's nice. He left me. I thought to myself as I glared at the door.
"Louis can you get a nurse, please?" I asked, putting a hand on my forehead like it would stop the pain.
"Sure." Louis nodded and walked out. I stayed there, because I couldn't go anywhere, and waited for the nurse to come in.
After a few minutes the door walked in and my stomach dropped and anger rushed through me at the sight of her face.
"You needed a nurse, Miss Reed." Trish informed.
"I want a different nurse." I confirmed.
Trish smiled at me, not genuine, "What do you need Miss. Reed?"
"You out of my life." I snapped.
"Miss. Reed, what. Do. You. Want?"
"Pain. Killers. My. Head. Is. Pounding." I said through clenched teeth. She nodded and left. Zayn came in a minute later.
"Zayn, didn't I tell you you should go?" I asked as tears started to form.
"Yes, but I won't ever leave your side." Zayn said.
"Well, I want you to." I replied.
"I won't, okay. No matter what you say I won't." Zayn said. He went to grab my hand, but stopped and put his hand on the bed.
I looked down and tears fell when Trish came back with water and pills.
"Oh hi Zayn. How are you?" Trish asked in a flirtatious voice. He didn't answer.
Then he whispered, "Don't touch me."
I lifted my head and looked at Zayn's face which looked really uncomfortable. I shifted my gaze to Trish who had her hand outstretched to Zayn's spot.
"Oh why not? We've already gone to the next level." Trish whined.
"Well, I regret that now get your hands off me." Zayn said before shooting up.
"Trish can I have the pain killers now?" I asked. Trish sighed angrily and nodded. She gave me the pills and glass of water which I swallowed.
"Thank you. I don't need a nurse anymore." I said.
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