No Control

Jet Black Heart

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Chapter 47:

HARRY

"Do you think Zayn's gonna be okay?" I asked Louis, laying my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around my waist. Liam was asleep on his chair. It's been three, maybe four hours since we've arrived at the hospital, but we haven't had any news about Zayn's state. There were doctors walking in and out of the room, telling us repeatedly that they were doing all the could, and seeing the blood on some of their doctor's coats- crisp white coats- was a bit unsettling.

"I know he's going to be." Louis replied, pressing a kiss to my head. "He's a strong person. He'll fight his way through. I just know it." He assured before lifting me up so I was sitting on his lap, curled up on his legs.

"You're strong, too, love." He said, giving me a small smile. "You have no idea how proud I am of you. You deserve to live your own life and be happy. I'm so fucking proud." He mumbled before pressing a kiss to my lips, making me smile as well.

"I love you so much, Louis. Thank you for staying by my side. You gave me the strength to finally stand up to them. Without you I don't think I would have ever been able to do that." I confessed, nuzzling my face into his neck, feeling so warm and protected.

"Yes you would have." He said, rubbing his hand against my arm. "You're so much stronger than you give yourself credit for, baby." He said, kissing my cheek. "I saw that right from the start. Even if you were scared of me, I saw the spark in your eyes. You are so strong and beautiful." He said.

"I wasn't scared of you, just of the things you could do. You lose control when you're angry. The rage completely consumed you, and it meant so much to me when you started trying to hold yourself back. That meant you were trying. You were trying for me." I said, my heart speeding up at just the thought of how sweet that was.

"I'd do anything for you, my angel." He sighed. "I'm completely in love with you, Harry." He whispered out against my ear. I looked up at him with a loving smile. This man made my heart beat so fast, made me whole body feel warm and tingly, made me full of happiness.

"I'm completely in love with you, too." I promised, pulling him in for a kiss. Eventhough I've kissed him a thousand times, each time still felt like the first. It was always new and exciting, making me fall even more for him.

"Mr. Styles?" A voice said, and I turned, getting off of Louis' lap and standing up as I saw a doctor standing there. His face was completely unreadable, and that made me nervous, but I calmed down a bit as Louis stood behind me, holding my hand and letting me squeeze his.

"Yes, that's me." I confirmed, awaiting whatever news he was going to tell me. I had no idea whether it was good or bad, but I was hopeful. I had to be.

"We have managed to stop the bleeding and close Mr. Malik's wound. He is still sleeping right now, and he still needs support to breathe. He's connected to a machine and is in pretty bad shape, but you may see him now." He said.

"That's great. Thank you so much." I said, shaking his hand, Louis doing the same. He informed us of which room Zayn was in before walking away. I immediately turned to Louis, jumping into his arms and hugging him tightly. I was just glad Zayn was okay so far.

"We should wake up, Liam. Let him see Zayn first." He suggested, and I agreed. Maybe they ended things on a slippery slope, but I knew Liam still loved Zayn. He'd still want to see him and make sure he was okay.