Love or fear?

Money guilt and secrets

*AMBER'S POV

Although visiting hours were over, I had nowhere to go. I waited in the dark lobby fully aware that no one was here, except for a few nurses checking on over night patients. I checked my phone to see what Tammie was up to, finding a text from her.

From Tammie:hey girl what's up?

I quickly replied:I'm at the hospital.....I hit my neighbour with my car!

Tammie:oh god is he ok? Are you ok? What happend?

I texted her answering:I'm fine, but he just went into surgery....the nurse said he'll be fine, but I'm really worried!

Tammie:does his family know?

I realized his family didn't: No not yet...I haven even met his family

Tammie:who is this guy anyway?

I replied:zayn malik...his name sounds familiar do you know who he is?

Tammie:ASDFGKSLGSNDIDN D ZaYn MAliK is your neighbour!!!!!!

Me:yah why?

Tammie:wow amber remember that band One direction...well he's in it

I quickly remembered where I knew him from. How could I forget, I was in love with him and had a poster of him hanging in my room. Well at my moms house anyway. I cringed at the thought of her, what an evil woman! I hated her and never wanted to see her again. My thoughts were interrupted by my phone buzzing.

Tammie:it's getting late come over to my place tomorrow and explain exactly what happened.

I sighed as a nurse came up to me, "hello?"

"Hi," I said confused.

"Are you waiting to see Zayn?" She asked.

"Yah I have to make sure he's ok!" I said.

"We'll I'm not suppose to do this, but lets go see him," she said pointing to room 313.

"Oh god thank you! But why would you do that? And who are you?" I asked.

"He's been asking for you anyway, and my names Claire. I understand what it's like to have hospitals not let you see someone when you need to." She said as she walked down the hall with me.

We reached room 312 once again and I paused. Why had he been asking for me I've known him for less than 24 hours? I bit my lip and opened the door slowly. I looked over at the bed and saw Zayn. He opened his eyes slowly, and when he saw me he smiled.

"Amber..." He said

"Yah I'm here Zayn." I said softly.

"Come sit," he said patting a spot on the hospital bed.

I did what he said and sat on the bed. This reminded me of the way he sat on my bed this morning.

"I have something to tell you." He said.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Come here." He gestured for me to come closer. Which of cores I did. He whispered in my ear "I've been wanting to do this all day!"

"Do wha.." I was interrupted and he pulled me on top of him kissing me softly.

His lips were soft and tasted sweet. I felt bad, and confused, why would he want to kiss me I just hit him with a car? I didn't care, it felt right. He groaned grabbing his side. I pulled away from him remembering his surgery.

"Does it hurt," I asked lightly touching his side.

"A little," he said as he lifted his shirt revealing 20 or so stitches.

"I'm so sorry!' I said tearing up, "I really hate seeing you like this."

"It's ok Amber! I'm fine. Now come back here." He said as he pulled me back on top of him a pressed his lips against mine smiling.