Chapter eight - the reveal

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----------------Zayns p.o.v------------------

Lying in this hospital bed was not fun. But at least Harry was here with me. He hadnt taken this well at all. The boys had just visited and Harry was mad at Louis. Its not Louis fault but of course he is angry. 

'Zayn i dont know if now is the right time, but you remember outside the other night?' Harry asked me. 'Of course, how could i forget' i smiled at him. Harry gave me his phone. Great, a picture of the two of us, on the cover of a magazine, kissing. I thought i would feel worse than this, but i feel fine. Harry didnt seem too bothered either. The boys will have saw this, we have some explaining to do. 

                                                   ----------------Harrys p.o.v.----------------

So Zayn and i kissing was plastered everywhere. "Zarry ruined One Direction?" as the headline. Why does everyone assume One Direction have to split up in order for me and Zayn to be together.

"Zayn? what does this mean for us?" i asked him. "It means" and he paused. I thought he was going to say its all over with. But he never. "It means, me and you can be together without having to hide anything" he stopped. I was speechless. I couldnt believe he still wanted us to be together. I am so happy, well besides the fact that Zayn was in a hospital bed.

We both slept, i kept waking to check on Zayn. He has been in hospital for a number of days now and is getting along well. The doctor said he can leave when he feels strong enough.

The next day Zayn said he was okay to leave, i dont think he is but i will look after him anyway. The doctor just checked on Zayn to make sure he was okay, she told him to make sure he rested. Yeah thats gonna happen, the boys are gonna have a lot of questions. We left the hospital, Zayn was a lot better now although he had to use crutches because he broke a bone in his ankle.

When got in the car which collected us, we got off of the grounds of the hospital and there was a bunch of reporters waiting for us. Great. We rolled the windows up and just drove by, they are insane. I just want Zayn to be safe. When we arrived we waited outside a moment, before we entered the war zone of the boys. 

"This is it" Zayn laughed and we entered the house. The boys just sat there in a row in silence. We expected a constant load of questions, but nothing. "Hey" i said to break the silence! and Zayn just smiled. "How are you feeling Zayn?" Liam asked. "good thank you" He half smiled. This was weird.

"So guys lets not hide what you'll really wanna ask" i said. "Seriously Harry, Zayn, we dont care. Its your choice! we just wish you told us instead of finding out from a magizine!" Liam stopped. "We're sorry! we only just figured it ourselves" Zayn told them.

"Okay in future, you tell us everything!" Liam laughed. We just stood in silence. "So...Group hug" Niall laughed. Typical. Louis just stood there. Not knowing whether to get involved or not, so i thought i would break the ice. "Come 'ere little Tommo" i laughed and pulled him into the hug. The boys were back together and we are going to get through this as a family. I hadnt fully forgiven Louis for causing this all, but i will have to get over it. Zayn has. 

Being with Zayn without having to hide is amazing. He lay on the sofa with his head in my lap all night long whilst the boys joked around and had a laugh. Its so great being ourselves and the boys accepting us. Although i havent forgiven Louis fully we were all getting along fine. Zayn was getting tired so he said he was going to bed. We said goodnight, and i took him up to his room and said goodnight. He asked me to stay, we just lay there talking for a while and he fell asleep.

I lay there for hours just watching Zayn sleep. I dont know if he should be out of the hospital so soon, every time he moved in his sleep he winced at the pain. I hate seeing him in pain, i hope he gets better soon. Zayn rested his head on my shoulders, i feel asleep in the moment as i knew he was safe. 

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