Your Friends, They Look Good, But You Look Better.

Chapter Fourteen.

Zayn’s P.O.V.

Meghan had been brought back from having more tests. The doctor said she just had trouble breathing and that with her head injury not being too serious she should wake up soon. He said that it should be sometime today so only one person should be in the room at once. We were all taking turns. Aimee had sat with her for about an hour. Niall took his turn and now it’s me. I’m relieved to be alone with her, but shitting myself in case something bad happens again. The others had gone to the canteen in the hospital for dinner. I was reading some American magazine. I was hopelessly flicking through the pages, bored out of my mind. A sudden cough made me jump. I looked up to find the source of the coughing. I dropped the magazine and moved closer to Meghan. She was finally waking up. I pushed the button to get the nurse to come in to the room. She came running in shortly after. "Nurse! I think she’s waking up!" The nurse lifted Meghan’s clipboard of medical notes and looked at all the machines and wrote things down.

"All we can do now just wait to make sure she is properly coming round. Don’t expect too much at first and don’t overcrowd her." I nodded and took Meghan’s hand. "May I ask, are you her boyfriend?"

I shook my head. "I wish I was. My friend used to be her boyfriend though. She would never go for a guy like me."

"Stranger things have happened." She smiled at me then she nodded her head to Meghan. I looked over and she had her eyes open, looking around the room. Then, she looked at me.

"Hey..." I whispered. Meghan looked confused. She pulled her hand away from mine and went to speak but her voice had mostly gone so she spoke in almost a whisper.

"You’re Zayn Malik? From One Direction?" She croaked. I looked at the nurse.

"Does she not know that she’s known me for, well, me? Like outside the band?"

"She will be a bit confused. Give her time and she may recall who you are. I’ll leave you two alone. Push the button if there are any problems." She smiled and walked out.

"You gave us all a fright Megs. How do you feel?" I said, taking her hand again slowly. She didn't pull back this time.

"Why are you here? Where’s Aimee?"

"She’s off getting some food. I’ll bring her in when she gets back." I assured her. She nodded slightly and looked around the room.

"How did I get here?"

"Your um, your dad kidnapped you and hid you in a flat for two days then we found you and brought you here." I hesitated to tell her the details.

"We?" She asked.

"Yeah. Me, Aimee and the rest of the guys." I smiled. Meghan’s face looked shocked.

"The guys as in One Direction?"

"Yeah. You know who we are?" I smiled again.

"Yeah... But I don’t understand how you know me and Aimee." Her eyebrows knitted together in thought.

"We met you at the airport a week ago. We all got to know you both and we’ve been friends since." I informed her. She looked at me in disbelief. The rest of the group came back. Aimee looked through the door to see Meghan awake. I left to let her in.

Meghan’s P.O.V.

I’m so confused. I know One Direction?

Zayn left me and Aimee came in. She went to hug me but it hurt me too much. She explained to me everything that had happened ever since the airport back in London. I laughed at the stupid things we’d done and I cried at the way I broke up with Liam. I vaguely remember some of the things she told me. I didn’t remember about the day on the beach when Harry supposedly kissed me or the whole thing with Liam. One by one, everyone came in to sit with me and we all talked. I honestly just wanted to be with Zayn. No one else. I felt like I was closest to him somehow. I remember his voice in my head.