How Did We Get Here // Luke Hemmings & Zayn Malik

Chapter 95: Good Bye

I lay in my bed and stare into the ocean of white. I stretch my hand out and write the name Danielle. I sigh and close my eyes. Poor Mason, I knew he was depressed because of his son but I never imagined he stopped loving his wife. I annoying got up and jogged down the halls. I kept turning halls until I reach the pediatrics floor. I reach the nurses desk and try to catch my breath "can you tell me the room number Gregory is in." The nurse scoffs "we don't let information out like that unless family." I return the attitude "well, I'm not family but Doctor John, the therapist sent me to check on him. Matter of severe depression. Now you want to lose your job or tell me the room number." She coughs and points down the hall "room 7." I jog and knock on the door. Then Mason opens it wide, his smile fading. I plead "Mason, please. Can we talk?" He sticks his tongue to the corner of his cheek "I have no one to watch the kids." I grin "Mason, please. Let's take them out for a walk or something." He looks back into the room then at me "fine, but only for ten minutes." I breathe "okay, okay yeah." He walks in, clapping his hands " alright buddies. Whose up for some walking?" The boys go wild and slowly crawl out of their beds, dragging the IV bags. I smile at them and we walk behind them. He sneers "what do you need to talk about?" I sigh "Mason, I understand that Olivia may have been distant from you for a while but she's your wife." He scoffs, turning away from me. I sigh " can I take the kids somewhere quick." He nods without looking at me. I shout a little "who wants to press the elevator button? " they yell and fight over the button. Once it dings and were inside, I press the floor 3.
We get off and head straight ahead. I stop them in front of the big window "see there, in the very back, in there. That's my baby." The boy gasp "why is she trapped in there." I bend a little to them "because she was born too early. Her lungs hadn't developed yet. That's what the machine is for, making her stronger." The boys lost interest in my baby and wondered off to some chairs.
Mason stands there, looking straight to my baby. I sigh, resting my hand on his arm "see there, she's mine. She's my daughter. I love her. And she has a father, my boyfriend who adores her. My boyfriend. He loves me and I love him." He looks at his watch and breathes "your time is up, Boys! Let's go!" I plead, grabbing his hand "Mason wait!" He pulls his hand back, and walks away. I chase after them and walk them to the room. The kids jump on their bed and turn on the t.v. Mason rushes to the restroom.
I follow him and find him breathing harshly in front of the sink. I close the door slowly and approach him carefully. I rub his back and he closes his eyes "my wife doesn't love me anymore. She can't even look at me." I rest my head on his arm and sigh "your wife is going to therapy for depression too Mason. She loves you, she just forgot how to show it. Besides, Gregory needs his parents. You guys need to pull through and be there for him as a family. You can't betray Gregory like that." He sighs, turning to me "but you make me feel how I haven't felt in years. You lighten my day. You understand me." I cup his cheek "you need love which I cannot give. Only you're wife, she can. But your son is most important. No matter if she fails, you love your son and he will love you back. His love should be enough." He reaches in for a kiss but I pull back a little "I'm going to kiss you Mason, but this is a good bye kiss. I don't want to leave you, I want to know what happens with you guys but it's a good bye to feelings one has developed and move on."
He closes his eyes and leans in to me. His soft lips touch mine. He knew exactly what to do. He gently touches my cheek and neck. I wrap my arms around him and pull him closer.
I was drawn too deeply. I pull away slowly and try to catch some air "that was a perfect good bye." I look at him one last time and walk away.
I open my door and Zayn was on the bed, looking at his phone. He smirks "where have you been?" I close my eyes, throwing myself on my bed and sitting down "Zayn don't get mad please." He turns off his phone and sits. I plead "I'm sorry for what happened but I don't regret it." He sneers "okay, what is it?" I close my eyes and dip my head down "I kissed Mason." He stands up screaming "you what?'" I stand up, pushing his chest "Zayn! Zayn wait! Wait! ... Mason suffers major depression, more severe than mine. He first kissed me. BUT! I ran away from him. But then I learned that's he's suicidal. I could have ticked him to commit it. So I talked to him and I reasoned I was going to kiss him goodbye." He groans and sits back down "is he okay now?" I grin and nod. I plead "Zayn, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do. But you need to believe that that kiss was nothing to me. I love you and only you." He smirks and blows me a kiss.