Arranged Marriage

Chapter 9

A/N: I know a lot of yall are confussed as to why she had a dad earlier, it was because that's her stepdad, and he loves her more than her mom does, she learned to love him as a real father, but.. Her real dad is always on her mind. 

Latika's POV~
I was looking at the floor, he stood there, just staring. He was wearing a simple black t shirt, and black jeans with some shoes. I was wearing the patient's dresses, and my short white socks. "Are you okay?" I heard him whisper. His voice was shaky, and when i looked at his watery eyes, i knew he was going to cry. So i lied. "Yea, im fine. Im okay." I gave him a weak smile, and went in front of him after he didn't smile back. "I know you're lying." He said, caressing my left cheek. I stayed silent. He was so good at telling lies from truths. 

"Sit." He ordered, as he helped me walk to the hospital bed. I slowly sat down and he sat to my right. The top of my head on his left shoulder, and his left arm around me. "It's going to be okay, I know it will..." He said, unsure of himself. He was trying to assure me and himself. 

knock Knock

"Come in." Zayn said, and a nurse came in, smiling at us. "Well, Mrs. Quintanilla." she smiled once again, not one of those creepy teacher or doctor smiles, but a nice normal smile. "Looks, like you broke 5 ribs, 3 bones in your arm, and neck and some in your back... But, they are all not so serious. Nothing we could you, you will have to go to a specialist. How about, leaving tomorrow, and we will send your pharmacy your prescriptions." I nodded, and stopped 'cus my neck hurt when i did.  She closed the door, leaving and i looked at Zayn, to find him looking at me, smiling. "Im going to stay here overnight for you." He gave me a light hug, he knew a tight one was better, but it was going to hurt me. "Oh, Zayn you don't need to, im sure you have so many more important things to do than stay here with me." I looked down at the floor, waiting for him to leave. He stayed there, and looked at me with those amazing, beautiful Hazel eyes. Hurt flashed in them. "Im not leaving. You're more important to me than anything else. I Lo-" He was cut off, buy my mom and step-dad coming in the room. 

"Latika! Oh my goodness, are you okay? No, clearly you're not! How stupid of me." He was walking back and forth in front of me and Zayn, and we were just starring. "Hey, It's ohk. Im alive." I mumbled. "Ohk, how long are you going to be here?" He asked, sitting down on the couch in my room. "I leave tomorrow." 

"Ohk, well Im going to stay here the night." 

"Oh, sir, im already staying here... You shouldn't have to miss work." Zayn politely said. 

"Ohh, what a gentlemen." My dad said, "Well, ill leave in a few if that's okay with you two." He nodded towards Zayn and me. We both nodded at the same time. 

~~~~30 Mins Later~~~~

My dad just left, and Zayn and I are in my room still. "Are you hungry? You must be really hungry." Thing is, i wasn't. 

"No, im not that hungry. It's okay." i smiled lightly. 

"Not even a coffee?" He asked smirking. He knows i love coffee. 

" Ohkay... Just one." I smiled. He nodded, and left to get our coffees. I looked down at my fingers, when he left. I layed back down, and thought about everything. Every little thing that has happened to me since that night. That night, My best friend died. I was rapped. I was changed, in one swift moment.