Three Way Relationship

27 - It'll help

Justin's POV

Ever since waking up here, in this 'ward' as they call it, they've put me to sleep at a max of seven times.

I just wanted them to go away from me, and to stop touching me.

I didn't want to get hurt, but they wouldn't leave me alone..

I even had to wear that stupid jacket full time now, ever since I stabbed one of them with a needle.

I was currently squirming around, trying to break free of all the restraints, but nothing.

The door opened and Perrie walked in with her tray cart, and Jake, that nurse guy.

"Its lunch time! Guess what I whipped out for you?" Perrie smiled in her average, annoying way.

She was always cheery.

I don't like her.

"Justin, you need to eat, or I'm going to have to sedate you again, and force feed you, understand?" Jake crossed his arms.

"No!" I yelled at him, angry, "I want to go home! Let me out!" I tried kicking my legs, but the straps on them refused to let me do much movement.

"Do you want the bigger doctors to come in and deal with you?" Jake warned, "I'm possibly the most gentle nurse you can get, so calm down."

I glared at him, hating his stinking guts.

"Now, onwards for lunch!" Perrie interrupted us, sitting beside me just how she likes.

Who was I to tell her to go away, like she'd listen.

"I made you chicken, lettuce and mayo sandwich, fresh Orange juice, and a glass of water. Sound nice?" Perrie asked, placing a tray beside herself and lifting the lid.

I huffed, "If I-I get out of these, I'm going to beat you and you up." I glared at both Perrie and Jake.

Perrie and Jake giggled at that threat.

I probably sounded weak.

"Of course you sounded weak, pig. Who the hell would be scared of you?" The voice laughed.

Its boarder line psychotic I keep hearing voices.

I know they're not real, but they keep coming back and tormenting me.

"Justin, you're like a little lamb. Don't try and threaten people who are helping you." Perrie sighed, picking up a slice of the sandwich.

She attempted to give me a piece, but I moved my head to the right, denying her any access.

"You're just as stubborn as my brother." Jake groaned, "Justin, eat what Perrie gives you. I'm only telling you once more before I go get the doctors." Jake said impatiently.

I shivered slightly, swallowing. 

"If you eat this, then you can see Zayn tomorrow." Perrie cooed.

I snapped my head to her and shook my head.

"He doesn't want to see me. He's busy with Niall." I said.

Perrie frowned, "But he said so himself he was coming to visit you. He called just yesterday, and he told us he really misses you."

"I took the call, she's right." Jake nodded, confirming what Perrie said.

"B-But Zayn wont come." I shook my head.

"He will, we promise."

"Stop lying!" I spat, "LET ME GO!"

"Justin!" Perrie scolded.

Jake sighed, "A therapist will be here in ten minutes, I want you to finish that tray in that time. No more refusing it."

I frowned, looking away from them.

Why would they lie?

Zayn only wants Niall.

Niall only wants Zayn.

They don't want me.

Niall's POV

I sat on the couch, struming my guitar, while Zayn wrote some things down in our song book.

The lad's had come over a couple times during the week, but we'd told them we wanted some privacy, in which they understood.

It hurt all of us, knowing what Justin has been through, and what he's going through now.

He was just our innocent, carefee Justin a few weeks back, now he's hurt, scared, and scarred.

"Ni, what was the chord you just played?" Zayn asked, looking up me.

"G." I smiled, sighing.

"Do you think Justin will like it?" Zayn asked, biting his lip.

Lately Zayn hasn't been Zayn.

He's been very ... delicate?

To put it in words, he's just been doubtful a lot.

I know he seems confident, and in control at times, but behind closed doors, he really does get scared, and really worried.

Its not even deny-able, saying Justin kept us all glued together.

He really was the life of the relationship, we both knew that.

"Honestly, Justin will like it, but he's not himself lately, so it really depends." I softly smiled.

Zayn nodded, "Okay, 2:30 tomorrow, we have a visit. You don't have to go... but, I'm sure Justin would enjoy the company."

I smiled, "I'm coming Zayn, I miss him a lot. I don't care how hard it will be not to cry for him, but I love him."

Zayn nodded, leaning over and kissing me.

I closed my eyes briefly as the kiss longed for more; possibly reassurance, and it did.

We pulled away, smiling.

I continued to dance my fingers along the strings, helping create something dedicated, and meant just for Justin.

Author's Note; Ugh I've come down with the worst cold imaginable and its only three days, five hours and thirty minutes 'til I see Justin in concert xc

I don't mix well with sickness, so I'm sorry if this chapter ended up making you sick :p

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