Three Way Relationship

51 - Its Okay

Niall's POV

"NIALL!" Justin yelled, running to me and possibly crushing my bones in a hug tighter than skinny jeans.

"Hey..." I hugged him back, nuzzling my face into his neck.

"They told me you got stitches." Justin mumbled, pushing closer to me to get warm.

The hospital was pretty cold.

I was currently sitting on the hospital bed, my legs dangling down the side with Justin standing between them.

"Yeah, I got like twelve I think." I chuckled.

"Twelve? Wow..." Justin pulled away, biting his bottom lip.

I had my sweat pants on and a jacket. I was out of the icky hospital gowns they made me wear for surgery.

"You okay?" I asked, noticing that Justin seemed a little on edge.

Justin licked his lips, looking down and shrugging.

"You were hurt... a-and they won't tell me about Zayn." Justin said softly.

"Zayn will be fine, he's a tough guy." I lifted Justin's chin, "Zayn can handle himself, he knows we need him, okay?" I smiled lightly, pressing a kiss on Justin's little pout.

Justin smiled back, pulling away.

"Can we get something to eat?" Justin asked.

I nodded, standing up slowly.

My wound didn't hurt as much, but it slightly stung.

I'm not sure if that's normal, but it just felt like someone was lightly pinching my skin.

I wrapped my hand around Justin's and pulled him towards the cafeteria in the hospital.

I asked my doctor where it was earlier, because I knew I'd be hungry so he gave me the directions.

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"Are you sure you can eat all that?" I asked Justin as he ordered Lasagna, potato salad, chicken drumstick and ham & cheese sandwich.

"If I don't, I know you will." Justin laughed, waiting for our food.

I ordered a double amount of what he got, but that's me naturally.

The woman working there happily gave us our food, allowing me to pay and take Justin to a table.

"Hospital food stinks." Justin said, scoffing down a large mouthful of his lasagna. 

I took a bite of my burger, smiling at Justin.

half way through Justin's food, I wad finished with mine and he was full.

I gladly ate the rest of his while he got us a coke to share.

Once we were done, we headed to the waiting area, not sure how long until we received more information about Zayn.

Sitting on the uncomfortable seats, I noticed Justin yawning.

I wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him to rest his head on my shoulder.

"Tired?" I asked.

Justin licked his lips, smiling, "Maybe..."

"Then rest your eyes for a bit. I'll wake you up as soon as the doctor comes to tell us something." I promised, kissing his head.

"Just five minutes." Justin's eyes fluttered closed, draping an arm across my lap.

I smiled, allowing Justin to fall asleep, knowing he needed it.