Bully to Boyfriend(Zarry)

Chapter Twenty-One

-Harry-

I have been sitting in this damn waiting room chair for over two hours with no word on Zayn's condition. I had been calling his phone for a half hour before he finally called me back, except it wasn't his voice, it was his mum. Poor Trisha had been crying, and when I had arrived she was in worse condition. She was shaking and crying. Now she sits beside me passed out in the uncomfortable chair. I too am tired and feel like dozing off. I close my eyes for just a second until I hear a man's voice calling Trisha. I nudge her awake and we both stand to meet the doctor.

"How is he? How's my baby?" Trisha asks hopefully.

"He's in pretty rough shape, but he's stable right now. He had internal bleeding, a few broken ribs, and a bruised liver. We are going to keep Zayn over night to make sure everything checks out," my poor baby.

"Can we go see him?" I pipe up.

"Yes, in room 241, but only one visitor right now until he is fully conscience," the doctor says and walks away.

"Take as long as you need" I tell Trisha. Obviously she would see him first because she was his mum. She squeezed my hand before she walked into the room. As I sit outside of his room I plot a million different ways to get back at Liam. This is all his fault. If the little fucker knows what's good for him he'll leave town before I can find him.

About 20 minutes later Trisha comes back out of the room and gives me a small smile. I stand up and enter the room. When I look at Zayn he's already smiling at me. God that smile is contagious. I stop and stare at my gorgeous man.

"I got bad news, Harold. I'm dying." Did the doctor forget to tell me something?

"What do you mean, Zayn, the doctor said that you were a little banged up but nothing life threat-"

"Let me finish, Crazy boy. I'm dying for your lips on mine. Get your curly ass over here and kiss me," clearly the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet, but I don't mind. I walk over to Zayn's bedside and slowly lean in. I get closer and closer and just when our lips were going to touch I pulled away teasing him a little. "Harold if you don't kiss me I'll find one of those hot nurses to kiss," he playfully threatens. I give him what he wants and what I've been dying for.

"I promise you that Liam will regret ever putting his hands on you."

"Look at my man acting all tough for me. Grrrrr!" Zayn giggles. I can't help but laugh at this cutie.

"Go to sleep baby, you look exhausted."

"Okay, daddy. Whatever you say. But you have to come tuck me in," he says like a child. I fix the blanket and kiss him one more time.

"Goodnight angel, I love you."

"I love you too Hazza."

I say goodbye to Trisha and leave the hospital for the night. Then I make a phone call. "Niall?"

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Hey guys it's been forever. And I'm sorry. If all goes as planned, I'll have another chapter up tomorrow because this is so short. Thank you guys for so many reads. It means the world to me. I love y'all.