He Cant Be Tamed

I Fight

Allison's P.O.V

I woke up in a have. I felt weak. I heard a machine beeping. It was relaxing. I opened my eyes slowly. It felt like I've been sleeping for ages. As I opened them I saw bright lights. I am dead? Is this heaven? I can't be right. I lived right. I started getting scared.

I finally lifted my body off the mattress I was laying on and looked around the room. I was in a hospital. Where was Zayn? Who found me? I knew I got shot. I lived.

As I was dying I remember picked up the gun as I lost conscience and shot something. Did I shoot Niall. I can't comprehend this. Didn't I technically die. No one knew I was down there. Its impossible for anyone to have heard me considering the sound proof doors.

As I was lost in my thoughts. The door opened. The doctor came in.

"Hello Ms.Falls, I'm your doctor and the one who saved you."

"Hello"

"So, you got shot in the arm and it could have been fateful but, luckily those two boys saved your life before it got to that point."

When he told me that Louis and Harry saved my life I could'nt stop crying.

"Please relax. During the operation your heart stopped 3 times. We were able to revive you in time. You are one lucky girl I can tell you that." He told me.

"I really am lucky to be alive." I said

"Now this boy has been here all night waiting for you to wake up want me to bring him in." He asked.

"Of course" I told him.

After a few minutes I heard footsteps coming towards my door. The doorknob started moving and zayn had come inside. His face was red and puffy. It looked like he hadn't slept in days. His quiff had gone down and was messy.

"Allison." he said quietly.

He ran up to my bed and took me on his arms. His arms roamed across my body lovingly. I felt water droplets on my hospital gown. The sight of him almost made me cry. I can't believe I almost died. I'm glad I didn't die. I lived for the one who saved me, loves me and wouldn't let anything happen to me.

"Shhh Zayn, it's okay now. I'm alive and your here that's all that matters."

"I thought I lost you." he told me.

"Well look you didn't. I fought for you. I knew I couldn't give up."

"Your my little fighter. No matter what happens I'm always going to be here for you." He said happily.

"How long am I going to have this stupid cast on." I said jokingly.

"About two weeks is what they said." He told me.

"Thank god I wouldv'e gone crazy if it was any longer." I said honestly.