Dangerously Seductive (a Zayn Malik fanfiction).

Chapter 38

Things were so unclear, all I could hear were voices and the faint sounds of sirens. My body was strapped down to a bed, but I wasn't in a hospital, I was in a car. Consciousness came and went but I couldn't seem to figure out what was happening.

"Zayn?" I managed to whisper.

"Your awake.." a sigh of relief left his mouth, but I had yet to see his face. moments later he finally came into view. My vision was coming slowly but sleep still coated my eyes.

"Where are we going?" every word spoken caused pressure to build where I had been shot. It was so painful.

"Somewhere safe."

I stared into his eyes, the familiar golden brown warming my heart.

"I'm dying." I stated plainly. "And I know Dr. Roads is trying to save me, but I feel it."

"Don't say that!" he cried taking my hand in his own. I savored his touch now more than ever.

"I love you. I can't thank you enough for all you've done. You've given me love,when I needed it most."

"Juliet stop talking like this. Your going to be ok."

"I'll remember this moment even when the time comes to forget. When life has finally drowned from me, I won't forget everything we had."

"Juliet stop. please." his pleads were felt like piercing knives. I didn't want to let go but at some point we have to. All of us.

"Moments aren't meant to last forever, that's why they're called moments. But in this moment, time has stopped and I have you for just a little bit longer, that's all I could've asked for. I love you, but once we get to this 'somewhere safe' I won't have much longer. Our moment has finally run out."

Tears rushed down his cheeks and yet I lay their composed. I didn't cry, mostly because I was too weak.

"I will fight for you to stay alive, I will always fight for you."

"The battles over."

My body drifted away again. An unconsciousness consumed me. It was dark and even though I knew Zayn's hand was still holding mine, I felt alone. My body was giving up.

**ZAYNS POV**

Three hours. That's how long Dr.Roads had been working on Juliet. Her health was slowly diminishing and all I could do was wait.

While Juliet was under going a strenuous process of prodding, we all waited in the safe house. It was a decent house that Dr. roads stayed in at times when he had to be at his clinic in London. He was very rich and had many of these facilities. When we arrived in an ambulance and a bleeding girl all the way from Bradford there were no questions asked, doctors came running to our aid. I assumed Dr.Roads or Drew as he told us to call him, was also very powerful. A group of bloodied and battered young adults come rushing into a quiet clinic and no questions are asked you can only assume the consequences of asking are ones to fear.

"Why is Drew helping all of us? How do you know him?" Liam asked as we all sat in our own little worlds of anxiety.

"He said he knows my mum. He didn't want to see us get in trouble either." I stated reluctantly. My mother had always been a touchy subject.

"How does he-"

Liam was cut off by the sound of the door handle being toggled. Drew walked in and we all watched with heart wrenching suspense. His face had a saddened look about it and it almost felt as if everything was in slow motion.

"Dear god please say she's ok.." Ally breathed out, her eyes just as pleading as my own.

"I wish I could dear, I wish I could."

I didn't understand, none of us did. Was she gone?

"Is- Is she going to make it."

"It isn't that simple. Your wound was terminal and yet your here today, but Juliet's body is much weaker. It's in fates hands now."

"Fate has never been very kind to me." I stated with a bitterness in every word.

"It brought that sweet girl into your life. I'd say it's been fine."

"Well now it's tearing her away, how fine is that?" I spat angrily. It wasn't his fault, but my emotions were bouncing off all the walls.

"Zayn calm down." Liam whispered resting a heavy hand on my shoulder. I inhaled a deep breath and tried my best to compose myself.

"I have to get something back in Bradford."

"Zayn.." Liam warned.

"It's not like that, it's something Juliet would've of wanted." I kept my explanation vague and short. I didn't want anyone bothering me or pestering me. I simply grabbed a set of keys off the table next to the front door and left. I didn't know who's car it was or if they

wanted me to take it, but I also didn't care.

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A/N: Any guesses on what he's going to do back in Bradford?

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