Sober.

Ten.

Zayn's Pov:

I felt like my world came crashing down. Kill herself? Why would she do that? She had so much to live for! Couldn't she see that? I wasn't much of a loving person but I made sure I held on to her mom as she sobbed in my arms. They didn't know when she would wake up or if she would. Basically she's in a coma state. I sat down on the other side of her grabbing her hand and holding it tightly in my hands. She felt so cold, and looked so pale. This wasn't Selena. Was this my fault? I left her last night I shouldn't of done that I should of stayed and been a guy who takes care of there girlfriend when they need love not leave and have them deal with it themselves, why was I so selfish? As I was thinking to myself I felt her hand move, I looked to see her eyes open and her smile. "Zayn." I swear she looked at me like I put the stars in the sky, and I didn't mind because she did that for me. Sometime during all those drunken nights when I didn't let her kiss me or cuddle me I fell in love with her, my plan never worked. But I think being with her is better than anything else in the world. "Hey Sel." I said as I brushed her sweaty hair out of her face, I knew she must of had a nightmare. She's had them most of her life, even when we were drunk together she would have them, and I made sure to take care of her the whole time. I knew the demons that took her over but I still fell in love with her anyways.