Zayns pov
God.
He's getting married?
Like the entire 'a guy proposes to a girl that he loves with a big ring and than they go say I do' wedding?
It's stupid that I feel as jealous as I do.
I'm getting married to Perrie.
In a month.
4 weeks.
28 days.
... Time seems to be speeding up.
Every second dragging me closer and closer to the day I would be wed.
We had all just left the hospital. All of us (minus Jenna) were now eating dinner in some Italian place a few shops down from st. Katherine's.
My mind was somewhere else though.
Liam. I know he'll be ok but my heart hurt thinking about him laying in that cold hospital alone. I just wanted to be able to lay next to him and feel his warm body next to mine.
I wanted to make him feel better.
"Zayn!" I was torn from my thoughts by Perrie and Niall who were both looking at me concerned.
"You haven't touched your steak love" Perrie said cautiously.
"Oh sorry." I mumbled taking my fork and took a bite letting my mind slip back into thoughts of Liam. I took another bite of steak and thought about how scared he must be in the hospital alone.
"Zayn!" It was Perrie again. She sounded agrivated. Crap. What did I do? "Eat!" She said rolling her eyes.
Groaning I grabbed a big forkful of steak, chewed and swallowed. Opening my mouth for her to see that I had finished when I started coughing.
Fuck.
Guess I hadn't chewed that well enough.
Everyone else was laughing at something Louis said, whilst I was over here literally dying.
I tugged on Perries sleeve trying to get the steak back up.
She looked over and her smile immediately vanished "zayn".
Everyone else Looked over as I stood up and bent forward, trying to force this damn peice of steak out of my mouth.
I had a little room to breath but not much.
I couldn't talk either.
"SOMEONE HELP" Niall jumped up from the table as Perrie hit my back with a panicked look on her face.
I shook my head but It was too late.
Her hitting my back had moved the food and it was now completly blocking my breathing passage.
I stuck my hand in my mouth and reached down as far as I could trying to grab this.
My entire body was shaking.
Niall knelt down in front of me.
"Can you breath?"
I was getting dizzy from the lack of oxygen.
I shook my head.
I heard a string of curses escape his mouth as he jumped up.
"Can anyone do the Heimlich?" He shouted no one said anything.
A few people were on their phones calling the hospital.
"Guess not."
He got behind me and starting hitting my back again, as I tried to force my throat to push this up.
My vision was getting blurry.
I wouldn't last much longer.
Maybe it was best this way.
I wouldn't have to marry Perrie and face Liam.
Black spots danced in front of my vision.
"NO ZAYN HANG ON" Niall screamed. Everyone else was shocked into silence.
"TWO OUT OF FIVE"
He gave me a hard hit on the back
"OF THE BAND"
Another hit
My vision was almost completely black.
"IN THE HOSPITAL IN TWO WEEKS"
Another hit
This time the steak moved a tiny bit.
Just enough for a little air to pass.
I gasped trying to fill my lungs.
It still wasn't up.
"DONT MAKE IT A THIRD"
My lungs felt like balloons with holes that I was trying to fill up with air.
They would fill up in a second but there was never enough to keep them filled.
"ZAYN"
Another hit
"GET"
Another
"IT"
And another
"UP"
That was enough I coughed up the steak into my hand.
Gasping for air I fell to the floor. Niall bent down and hugged me.
"JEEz zayn"
He was out of breath too.
"You saved my life" I said shocked
"No kidding" his breathing was heavy.
He started laughing.
"Only you could laugh" I took a deep breath, my lungs still hurt from the lack of oxygen "at a time like this."
"Why don't you go back to your flat?" Perrie asked. "Your ProbalY tired." I nodded and kissed her forehead.
"Bye" I nodded to the rest of the group and left.
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I didn't end up going home.
My heart led me to Liam's flat.
I unlocked the door and stepped in.
I walked into his bedroom. Should I do this?
Yeah yeah I should.
I stripped and jumped into his bed, pulling his blankets over my head.
It smelled like him. Like cologne and his shampoo which smelled like the beach.
Heaven.
Gosh. After almost dying today I realized something.
I needed to tell Liam how I felt. As soon as possible.
This was going to be hard.
But I couldn't think straight.
I was so tired.
I closed my eyes slowly, knowing that I could see Liam tommorow, and tell him how I felt.
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A/N:
Ok sorry it's just a filler :/
Sorry if it's not good
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