Three Way Relationship

83 - I Recall These White Wall's

Niall's POV

It was the matter of seconds, when Zayn lifted Justin, grabbing Jason's keys and setting Justin down in the van. Jason attempted to get his keys back, but I just pushed him away fro the van and got Jake and Perrie to put him in the rental car with Zeke.

I jumped into the van, where Zayn was starting it, while Justin was laying just behind the seats on his side, still throwing up a bit.

I moved in my seat, making sure Justin was on his side so he didn't choke on his own vomit or tongue.

Zayn was quick to speed off down the hill, using his phones GPS to find the nearest hospital.

I swallowed, rubbing Justin's back and praying he wouldn't choke on me or something.

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It was a passing blur once we reached a hospital, Justin was whisked away instantly and we were told to wait. I couldn't help but curl into Zayn for support, because he does give a lot of comfort when needed, regardless on the fight between him and Justin.

We waited an hour or so, texting everyone at the hotel to let them know what was going on.

Perrie and Jake apparently took Jason to the hotel instead of leaving him there. I didn't really care, he's the idiot who got Justin drunk in the first place. Its all his fault. He's what caused Justin and Zayn‘s fight.

"Justin Bieber's friends or family?" A doctor walked into the waiting room. I got up with Zayn, rushing to the doctor.

"We're his boyfriends, can you tell us if he's okay?" Zayn rushed out.

The Doctor looked at his clipboard, "He had to get his stomach pumped, but he seems to be fine. There were drugs in his system, and he can get charged... but since he is underage and he was at a party, there's nothing we can do..."

I licked my lips, wondering if we could see him yet.

"He's a bit dopey, but can be taken home since he's not in a serious case. He's awake, just sign this and he can be on his way." The doctor handed Zayn the clipboard with a pen. Zayn signed it straight away. "Room 642" The doctor said before Zayn rushed me down towards the room.

Zayn stopped in front of the room, sighing, "Could I just... maybe-"

"Yeah, go ahead." I smiled, kissing his cheek, "I'll sit in the van."

"Thank you." Zayn smiled, kissing me quickly, before I walked off.

Zayn's POV

I sighed, opening the door slowly and hoping that Justin wasn't going to get mad.

Justin sat in the hospital bed, looking a bit sick, but better than what he looked like before. His eyes met mine and he sighed loudly.

"Zayn, c'mere and carry me." He mumbled, holding his arms up. He seemed a little sketchy, possibly why the doctor said he was dopey.

I walked over, grabbing his arms and putting them down, "We need to talk, regardless if you're high off drugs or not."

Justin frowned, "I know, but you can't tell me what to do."

"I wasn't telling you what to do." I sighed, licking my lips.

"Yes you were, but that's not happening. I'm telling you what to do. Once I've had a sleep and feel better, then we can talk, okay?" He crossed his arms.

I bit my lip, nodding.

"Now, carry me." He demanded.

I scooped him up, bridal style. Justin hurried his face into the crook of my neck, wrapping an arm over my shoulder.

I began walking out of the room, and down the hospital hallways.

"These white walls are familiar." Justin mumbled, glancing around before shoving his face further into my neck.

"They're hospital walls, Justin." I explained.

"I took drugs." Justin admitted.

I frowned, "You shouldn't - I mean, why?"

"I wanted to get high... and some guy kissed me." Justin added, "I didn't like it."

"Are you okay?" I swallowed, feeling angry at whoever dared to put their lips on him.

"Jason saved me, he tried to dry hump me. Why don't you like Jason?" Justin sighed, starting to kiss my neck suddenly as I walked.

"Because he's  bad for you." I licked my lips.

"He's nice when you get to know him. Be his friend, Zaynie." Justin sighed against my neck.

"I don't like him." I explained.

"Who hurt you?" Justin changed the subject. I frowned, not liking to remember what had happened. I exited the hospital.

"Jason's brother." I stated, with a slight growl.

"I didn't know he had a brother." Justin mumbled, yawning.

"I'm sorry." I sighed.

"Save your apologies, 'm tired." Justin mumbled, falling asleep in my arms, just as I reached the van.

Niall stood outside the van looking panicked.

" What's wrong?"  I asked, trying not to wake Justin.

"Zayn, there's a lot of drugs in the van." Niall whispered, shaking a little. I widened my eyes. "Shit... what do we do? What if the cops pull us over?" Niall asked, worried.

I swallowed, "Just.., um... pray we don't get pulled over... I doubt we'll get pulled over. I'm going to kill Jason." I muttered.

Author's Note; Ta-da! another chapter :)

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