I woke up to my stomach growling but I quickly ignored it as I saw Zayn standing there, staring at me. I jumped up and cocked my head and looked behind him and my mom was gone.
"She's in treatment. And here." He hands me a daisy, a single one bent over towards the sun hanging through the window.
"Thank you." I mumble, running my fingers through my hair. I felt weak and empty, and I tried to push the feeling away.
"Are you okay?" Zayn grabs my hand and pulls me up, my body flailing to get up. "Woah! Are you okay?" Zayn repeats, his concerned face buried into my neck. I wrap my arms around his thick torso, clutching for my life. I buried my face into his chest, his muscles underneath his shirt tightening. "Amber...." He trails off.
"I gotta use the bathroom." I mumble, stumbling to get my purse. I haven't eaten in about 5 days, which wasn't good but it didn't matter.
"Amber! Are you okay?" Zayn yells as I shut the door behind me, my back sliding down the cold door. I couldn't take it. "Amber whatever it is, we can work it out I promise you I'll help you." I fumble as I open my purse open, hallucinations covering my sight.
"Worthless." I mumble.
"Amber!" Zayn bangs on the door, and I roll my eyes.
"Zayn...." I groan out and he quiets down.
"Let me in...." He whispers and I nod my head , backing away from the door. I lean up onto my palm, unlocking the bathroom door. Zayn waits a minute before rushing in.
"Zayn." I say, my eyelids getting heavy. My thoughts were a blur at the moment, dreams taking me over.
"Where's your razor?" He asks, pushing me in between his legs. My back was to his chest, his arms wrapped around me.
"Wallet." I hear some clanging and some humming before I hear the zip of my wallet.
"Thank you for letting me in babe. What's wrong?" He whispers, stroking my cheek. I look up at him, my eyelids barely opened to see a thing.
"I haven't eaten in 5...." I mumble off, loosing myself.
[Zayn's POV :D ]
I watched as I saw her drift off, her blonde hair falling over her face. I felt my heart beat as I slipped out from under her. "Don't panic Malik...." I whisper as I run out into the hallway, my palms sweating. Panic wasn't good for me. I'd break down in tears.
"I need help!" I shout out, scaring a group of nurses. They looked at me as if I had two heads.
"Yes sir?" I hear a voice beside me as I look down to see a short, dark skinned nurse questioning me.
"My friend, Amber is in the bathroom knocked out!"
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[ Zayn's POV still ] [hes so cute] [sorry I just really love Zayn Malik] [ok anyway Zayn's POV ]
They got her a separate room, it's white walls beckoning sickness. I paced back and forth while they hooked her up to the machines. They told me she was depressed as if I didn't know.
"When she wakes up, make sure she eats this granola bar. We will bring her a fuller meal later." I snapped my head up to the nurse and nodded. She quickly left and I sat down beside the bed, staring at Amber for awhile. I loved her a lot but I didn't think she liked me back. Who would like me back anyway? I'm a druggie mess with no friends and I'm insecure as fuck.
"If only you knew..." I whispered out, talking to myself. "You're the only friend I have had in a long time. The rest left because I gave them a bad image." I murmur off, staring at Amber deeply. My mind trails off a bit, imagining scenarios. I shook my head. "Never." I whispered, not believing what had happened today. I should've been more worried about Amber. This is my fault.
"My fault." I felt tears poking my eyes. I should've noticed that she wasn't happy. I looked down at my arm, various tattoos covering it up. I was also, depressed. I used to cut but I quit because I got called a whimp when my old girlfriend saw it. Less to say, I haven't had a girlfriend in 3 years. But who knew, maybe Amber would be the first one that I would actually settle down with.
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Aw, such a heartfelt chapter. Or not. Idk man. But let's see.... Zayn has a crush on Amber but he doesn't think she likes him back. Zayns depressed. Amber starved herself. Zayn blamed himself for that.
Wow. But thanks for reading, ily guys
