Mistakes

Now that I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches

Anyways, the song is Stitches by Shawn Mendes. The title of this chapter is named after the song. So I recommend that you listen to it while reading this chapter. The song is awesome!

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Vanessa's POV

I woke up. I saw blurry faces.

"Get the bandages." I heard a female voice say. "Hey! She's awake!"

I still couldn't see anything clearly. I passed out again.

I opened my eyes again. This time I could see clearly. I was in a room with white walls. I heard beeping. I was in a hospital room.

I moved my head to the side to see where the beeping was coming from. That was a bad idea. Because the moment I turned my head, a pain erupted in my head. I groaned in pain.

"How are you feeling now, Ms. Pettyfer?" A woman asked, suddenly popping out of nowhere.

"I'm feeling not so good." I croaked. It hurt to even speak. I groaned again.

"Yeah. I know it hurts when you speak. Your throat is a bit damaged because you might have screamed a lot. It'll take a while for your throat to return back to normal."

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am Dr. Rollins. Nice to meet you." She said. I glanced at her name badge. It said Alison Rollins, Head doctor.

"Why am I here?"

"Your boyfriend brought you here. You were bruised and tired. You've got a couple of scars on your body, and as I said earlier, you've got a throat problem, but don't worry, it's not a very serious issue."

"My boyfriend?"

"Yes. Mr. Zayn Malik." She said. I blushed. I can't believe she mistook Zayn as my boyfriend.

"Where is he?" I asked, not bothering to correct her wrong knowledge. My throat hurted a lot, so if I was going to speak, the words better be useful.

"He's outside. Do you want me to call him?"

"Yes please."

A few moments later a tired looking Zayn walked in.

"How are feeling Vanessa?" He asked as he stood on the side of my bed.

"Not very good." Then I noticed the faint blood stains on his shirt. "Where did those come from?"

He looked at what I was looking. "Oh those. When you came, you had blood on your body. So when I was, like, carrying you inside, I got all of the blood all over me."

"Oh. Thank you so much Zayn." I said as, I kept my hand on his.

"Your welcome." He said. "So there was this guy who came with you. I was a bit reluctant to let him in, but he insisted that he wasn't the bad guy. The police are interrogating the hell out of him. He claims his name is Gustavo."

"Yeah him. No, he isn't the bad guy. Well, he helped the bad guy, but he did it because he needed the money." I said. I realized how stupid it sounded. Nowadays, everyone did everything for money.

I guess even Zayn thought the same  way. "Yeah we know he was getting paid for it."

"Yeah."

"Is there something you aren't telling me?" Zayn asked.

"Nothing."

"You are a bad liar. The police haven't told me who the kidnapper is yet, although they know. Who is it, Vanessa? Who kidnapped you?"