~Taylor's POV~
I'm going nuts. I've been in this "room" for an entire week. No color what so ever. I need to get out of here!
"Hey girlio!" Zayn says walking into my curtained area. I smile at the sight of Zayn's bright green sweatshirt.
"Zaynie, can I have your sweatshirt please?" I ask sweetly. He looks at me weirdly.
"Why?" He asks. The other boys step in and sit on the chairs, totally ignoring the conversation that's going on.
"It's so colorful" I say my eyes growing to saucers, me being completely weird. He smirks and pulls it off handing it to me. I smile and hug it to my chest. Zayn rolls his eyes
and crawls onto the bed next to me.
"Did you bring me actual food, to share?" I ask saying the last part to Niall. He smirks and pulls out some ice cream. I smile and reach my hands out for it.
"Ok it might just be me but we need to get her out of here." Liam says. I giggle and nod. Niall hands me the ice cream and a spoon.
I haven't been feeling as much pain lately but that's probably because of the drugs they have me on.It's just every now and then that I feel a pain.
I open the top of the ice cream bucket and shove the spoon into it. After having a ton of ice cream with the help of the lads I am now freezing cold. I pull on Zayn's sweatshirt
and shiver.
"I told you we shouldn't have brought her ice cream!" Zayn says. I jokingly punch him and snuggle into his chest. Zayn smirks and holds me tight.
"Oh! Guess who remembered their markers today!" Zayn says. I giggle and sit up as he hops off the bed. He pulls his box of markers out of a blue duffel bag sitting beside
Louis.
"Is that my stuff Lou?" I ask. He nods. I clap my hands. Zayn carefully props my foot so he can draw on my cast. I watch carefully as he starts to draw. I've always been
fascinated by it. He's quite creative, really. Niall and Louis crawl onto the bed to watch also.
Over the past week Louis and I have sort-of realized that we have this unspoken connection. We've actually talked a lot while everyone else went to get food. He always
wanted to stay with me and I was totally ok with it.
I giggle as I realize that Zayn is drawing all the lads on my cast. He looks up and smiles.
"Zayn my bum is better than that!" Louis protests. I giggle and look at it carefully. Zayn smirks and attempts to fix it. I giggle as he fails.
"Give me that" I say. He hands me the marker and I pull my foot up closer to me. I try and fix Louis' bum also, I however succeed. Zayn pouts.
"You always show me up!" He says.
"Sorry Zaynie" I say and hand him his marker. He smiles and finishes off his drawing. I smirk and take a picture with my phone.
"I love it Zaynie, thank you" I giggle.
"Hello!" A nurse chirps as she steps in. We all look up and smile at her.
"It looks like we're sending you home today!" She says. I smile and clap my hands.
"Here's the discharge papers you can fill those out and then we'll get you out of here." She says. I can't stop smiling like an idiot. She gives me the papers and leaves the
room.
"Your face is going to hurt if you don't stop smiling" Harry smirks. I roll my eyes and start to fill out the papers with the help of Zayn.
