Innocent Rebellion (Ziall/Larry)

Chapter 13

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Chapter 13

-Zayn (surprise?!)-

I woke up with a massive headache. I looked to my left to see my beautiful boyfriend curled up at the edge of the bed. I hooked an arm around him and tried to pull him as close as I could but in the process he woke up. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." I said, my voice hoarse.

He yawned before answering, "S'fine."

"You can go back to sleep, if you want." I said as he put an arm around me.

"No, it's okay, babe." I loved when he called me babe, it gives me goosebumps, but I don't think he ever noticed, thank goodness. He smiled and leaned in slowly. "Good Morning." He whispered before pecking my lips.

"Morning." I smiled back.

"How you feeling?"

"My head is killing me." He kissed my temple and got up.

"I'll go get the nurse." He walked out the door and I looked around. I wonder how long I've been here? Everything hurts, especially my side. I'm so going to kick Louis' ass when I see him again. Nialls mine, no ones else's. M-I-N-E, MINE! He came back in with a nurse by his side.

"How you feeling Mr. Malik?"

"Everything hurts." I answered truthfully.

"I bet you've been laying in the same postition for a week and a half." She chuckled a bit. How is that funny? I laughed a little so she wouldn't feel so bad.

"So... When can I take him home?" He gave me a lustful look and I glared at Niall.

"Umm..." She started awkwardly. "You can take him home when he feels ready to. Usually people who just woke up from a coma stay 4-6 days. Depending on how they feel."

"Do you feel alright?" Niall asked hopefully, I was tempted to nod but honestly I couldn't even do that.

"No." I squeeked out. He sighed and sat by me.

"I'd feel the same way if I would of stayed here on that chair for a week and a half too." I looked at Niall in surprise. Did he really stay here on that chair, it looks quite uncomfortable. "Anyways I'm just gonna inject something in your IV to easy the pain." After she did that I could feel myself get a little tired once again. Niall and I watched her walk out the door and then he looked at me once the door closed.

I asked the question I had wanted to ask before, "did you really stay in that chair?"

He shrugged, "I didnt want to leave your side."

"You're whipped." I said jokingly and he glared at me. He put his hands on either side of my head and kissed me forcefully. I didnt mind, I could imagine he missed me. I am quite missable if you ask me. I bit his lip and he let out a small moan.

"Stop." He said pulling away.

"Why?" I pouted innocently.

"Because.." He looked back at the door and then leaned in closer when he saw no one was coming. His lips touched my ear and he seductively whispered, "then we'd have to go at it right now." Then he bit my earlobe. I held in the moan and groaned. "I hate when you do that!" He whined and started stomping his foot.

"Not my fault I can hold them in." I said smugly.

"I hate you."

"I love you." I said hoping he'd say it back. He smiled and gave me a chaste kiss.