Beat Still

Chapter 40: Beat Still

And so the drama continues....

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*Marcel's Pov*

"Marcel...Marcel..."

I tried to focus on my surroundings, but my vision was completely blurred. I tried furiously wiping my eyes, but nothing worked. A hand took mine and placed what I assume to be my glasses in it.

"Thank you. What happened?" I winced as the pain shot through my head when I tried to sit up," And where am I?" I looked confused at the all white walls and medical tools.

"You passed out." I did what?

I finally recognized the familiar sets of eyes. Blue, green, brown, and...hazel? I chose to ignore the annoying voice in my head's burning questions and focused on the most important one.

"Why did I pass out?"

They all looked at each other worriedly, exchanging glances that I could not quite read. Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Liam signaled for him to wait. He walked over to the right side of the bed and took my hand. He gently rubbed circles into it before nodding towards Harry to continue.

Harry just shook his head as if to say he cannot do it. He walked over to one of the chairs across the room, and buried his face into his hands, crying quietly.

Niall took his place beside me opposite Liam.

"So you don't remember anything?" I shook my head and he sighed," Okay then, it's about Louis."

My eyes widened at the mention of his name," What is going on Niall? Can you please just tell me?" I practically begged him for answers.

Niall let out a deep breath and nods toward Liam, then they both look towards the fourth boy, who's golden eyes had been fixed on Liam's hand holding mine. First he seemed to be a little annoyed, but after noticing everyone's gaze on him he looked scared. As if what he was about to tell me would change everything.

He opened his mouth to speak, but I interrupted him. I could not hold it in anymore," What are you even doing here?"

Everyone's eyes were on me now and they all held shocked expressions. Mine were fixed onto Zayn steadily, but I still caught the confused looks from the corner of my eye.

He looked around before pointing at himself," Me?"

I laughed dryly,"Yes, you. Zayn what in the sam heck are you doing here? I thought I told you that I never wanted to see you again."

His jaw dropped as he looked around at everyone confused.

Why was he so shocked? After what he did to me, of course I would never want to see him again.

"Marcel," Liam started gently,"Zayn is your boyfriend."

My eyebrows came together as I looked at my best friend angrily. I promptly pulled my hand away from his before replying to the nonsense.

"No we broke up after he tried to pressure me into having intercourse. Remember?" I fixed the question at Zayn, who just shied away from my glare.

Niall looked at me like I had two heads, Liam tried to check my vitals, Zayn looked like I had just slapped him in the face, and Harry sat staring at us still crying as if someone had died- wait Louis!

"Wha-what happened to my LouLou you guys?"

At that moment Zayn lost it,"Your LouLou? What the fuck is going on here?" I flinched at his harsh words.

"I think I can answer that." A handsome man in blue scrubs who appeared to be twenty-something walked in. He was carrying a clipboard no doubt full of my personal information,"I'm Marcel's nurse Clifford." Bingo.