The Hybrid(One Direction-Zouis)

Chapter Thirteen- Hospitals

Chapter Thirteen- Hospital News

“Louis Tomlinson?” I glanced up from the floor to see the doctor standing in the hallway, gesturing for me to follow him.

Reluctant, but at the same time excited, I stood and followed him to his office, reading the gold plaque that read: DR. LUCAS MARTIN in bold black letters.

“Is Zayn okay?”

“We managed to stabilize him, but we had to put him in a coma to let him heal. He may wake up in a few days or weeks, depending on how fast he heals.”

“What was the damage?” I asked the dreaded question, cursing myself for doing so as I asked it.

“His entire ribcage was fractured; he had a dislocated shoulder and a broken arm. One of his ribs pierced his lungs, but we managed to sow it back up as well as place the rib back in place. His tail was broken in three separate places and we stitched up the hole we found in his ear. However, he’s had a lot more damage to his body than just from the car accident.”

“Is it going to be a problem now?”

“No, but he’s had hairline fractures and broken bones, and not to mention the scars. Also, he may have a slight chance of one in a million that he won’t wake up.”

“I didn’t know him until a few months back, when a friend gave him to me. He recently told me about his medical record- he’s never visited a hospital before- so I’d have to say he’s done a damn well job of healing himself and coming back around.”

Dr. Martin smiled. “If that doesn’t prove he’s a fighter, I don’t know what will. Again, he should wake up in a few days and he should take it easy until he’s fully healed. Until he wakes up, however, he’s being kept for overnight watch.”

“That’s fine, as long as he’s alright enough to make it through.”

“He will be. Would you like to see him?”

“Can I?”

“Of course, follow me. I’ll have a nurse bring your friends up in a moment.” With that, we left his office and went up a few flights in the elevator, stopping on the fifth floor and making our way down to… room 523.

Dr.Martin opened the door and stepped aside, letting me into the dimly lit room. There, pale but breathing, eyes closed and face relaxed, lay Zayn.

His arm was lying atop the covers, wrapped in a bandage. I could see a bandage peeking out from his messy black hair, wrapped around his right ear, probably where the stitches were.

“Just call one of the nurses if you need anything.” Dr. Martin said, closing the door and leaving me alone with Zayn.

“Zaynie.” I whispered, making my way to his side, gently taking his uninjured hand and rubbing my thumb over the top, pressing a light kiss to his temple before sitting on a nearby chair. “Wake up soon, Zayn.” I whispered, squeezing his hand a little.

Please wake up.

 

Ͼ Harry’s POV Ͽ

“You may see him now.” The nurse said, quietly opening the door, revealing Zayn and Louis. Both were fast asleep- well, Zayn was in a coma, Louis was asleep.

“Shh, girls. They’re sleeping!” Liam hissed to Perrie and Eleanor. Danielle was already in the room, quietly walking over to Zayn and Louis, a hand gently rubbing Zayn’s ear.

“He looks so peaceful.” She whispered. “They both do.”

“They looked peaceful as well when I woke them up for dinner two weeks ago.” I replied, remembering how relaxed both hybrid and human had looked with each other.

“Liam, you take the girls to the hotel while Harry and I stay here with Louis.”

“It is eleven. I’ll take them and bring back some food and bring breakfast tomorrow as well. I’m pretty sure Louis didn’t eat, not with this happening almost immediately.”

“Right, right. We’ll see you in a few.” Liam left after that, taking Perrie, Danielle and Eleanor with him.

“Let’s let them sleep.” Niall whispered to me, dragging me out to the deserted hallway.

“Do you think Zayn will be okay?” I asked, after we situated ourselves on the floor beside the closed door.

“Yeah. I’m sure it’s not that bad, especially if Louis’ sleeping.”

“Oh, are you friends of Zayn?” A woman asked, making Niall and I whip our heads around to look at the newcomer. Well, newcomers.

A man and a woman stood in front of us, faces creased with worry. Oddly enough, they looked a little like Zayn himself.

“Yes. Who might be asking?”

“His parents.”

 

ʢ Liam’s POV ʡ- I’m just gonna keep dragging it out. Not for long, though.

I pulled into the hospital parking lot, grabbing the bag of Nandos and walking inside. Jogging up five flights of stairs, I let out a heavy sigh and made my way down to Zayn’s room, only to stop as I found Harry and Niall talking to a couple.

“Hello?” I questioned, walking up to them.

“Oh! Are you a friend of Zayn’s as well?” I looked to Harry for help. Parents, he mouthed. Nodding, I turned back to them.

“Yes, I am.”

“That’s good.” The woman replied, sighing. “I just can’t believe he’s been so close all this time.”

“What do you mean?”

“A man took my baby boy away from me fifteen years ago and I haven’t heard anything about him until tonight.” The woman- Zayn’s mother, apparently- explained, tears beginning to stream down her face.

“D-do you think we could see him?” Zayn’s father asked.

“Sure, but you’ll have to be quiet, Louis’ sleeping in there.” Niall said before opening the door and disappearing inside, Harry right after him. Shaking my head, I gestured for Zayn’s parents to go in first before I followed, closing the door behind me.

Zayn and Louis were still fast asleep. Niall and Harry were sitting in the corner, watching as Zayn’s parents slowly walked towards him, nearly jumping as Louis sat up and yawned. I suppressed a chuckle. No matter how quiet you tried to be, if there were more than three people in the room, Louis would always wake up. Clearly, this was no exception.

“Who else is here?” Louis yawned again, eyes closed but clearly awake. Somewhat.

“Zayn’s parents.”

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And… here’s the storm. Don’t worry, Zayn’ll be fine. Even with that one in a million chance. Meh, I love the kitty too much.

Anywho,

HAVE NICE DAY

HAVE NICE SUMMER

HAVE NICE LIFE

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