Teenage Dirtbag, Baby.-A 1D/Mcfly fanfic.

never forget

Zayn's p.o.v-

Panic is one of the worst kinds of feelings; because there is no way to possibly hide the terror from your face. It scars your cheeks with worry and hammers your eyes with defening situations that could provail. You're friends been hit by a car, not the best thing to hear. That's all the information I really had too, that and the hospital name. The situations that could follow was what scared me the most, what if she punctured a lung or got brain damage? What if she forgot about us? What if she forgot about him?

We opened the hospital door and quickly paced to the reception lady, "We're here for Clapto-" Danny began before being cut off.

"Room two one oh five, " she said in one quick sentence, "down the hall to your right," she said, waving us off.

The walk down the hall seemed like one of the longest I had ever expirienced. No one had spoken since we got in the car, and honestly the silence was killing me. Shoving the door open we hurried in to see Clapton sitting up with bandages on her head. Oh god please no, please not that. She raises an eyebrow at us in confusion. "Monique your friend gets hit by a car so you stop to pick up strangers?" She asked, serious confusion on her face. My heart broke on the inside and through the silence I swear I could hear it shatter. If she's forgotten us then she'd forgotten a part of herself too. Forgotten the memories and him. "W-what?" I choak out, my voice cracking with the pain. "Who are you?" She asks with a stubborn tone. Monique shoots me a sorry glance as her eyes glaze over. "Jesus no. You can't forget! Not now, not after all of this! Why?!" I exclaim, my eyes becoming hazy. She cracks a smile, and a smug one too. Letting a laugh escape her lips she soon grabs at her ribs. "Your faces! Oh god Zayn I'm sorry but that was hilarious!" She laughs. That little bitch! "Don't you ever do that again!" I yell at her. She shakes her head, "Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm fine really, but I have to stay here, nemonia or something. I'll be out in a couple of days," she smiles again. Atleast she's smiling.