Don't let me be the last to know. (The Wanted Fanfic) UNDER EDITING!

Don't let me be the last to know. Part 20-

Light blinded me as it entered my eyes. Squinting helped adjust my vision to see where I was. The hospital. I looked down at my body which was covered up with wires and bed sheets. Pain filled every inch of me and it wouldn't stop.

I heard a little snore so I turned my head in the direction it came from. 

Nathan was asleep on a chair next to my bed, his hand still holding mine. I smiled at it, deciding to leave him asleep. My head rested back onto my pillow as I thought for a minute. So Sasha was with the police? So I'm free from her!

''Lizzie?'' Someone called. I looked up to see Zayn walking into the room. ''Zayn?'' I questioned. He beamed at me and ran to my side, gripping me into a hug. ''Zayn, your hurting me!'' I breathed so he let go. ''Sorry.'' He mumbled which made me laugh.

That seemed to wake Nathan up. ''Lizzie, your awake!'' He smiled. I nodded and had a replay of what just happened with Zayn.

''I thought I'd lost you.'' He whispered. ''You can't get rid of me that easily!'' I winked which made him chuckle to himself. ''Oh so your awake?'' The nurse said now entering the room. I nodded, stating the obvious much?

Nathan laughed noticing what was currently on my mind. Probably from my facial expression of 'duh.' 

''I'm going to have to ask one of you to leave.'' The nurse said. Nathan and Zayn exchanged glances before Zayn got up and left the room.

* 

I felt Nathan's eyes piercing through me when I woke up again.  Suddenly, I started to feel nervous. Nothing had been spoken about that night; the night I was stabbed. What could I do? He told me he loved me and I didn't say it back but I don't know why I didn't; it was how I felt.

Nathan took my hand in his and held it softly. His touch sent shivers down my spine. 

With his other, free, hand, he tucked the hair on my face, behind my ear. ''You shouldn't be here Lizzie, I'm so sorry.'' He pleaded with me. I sighed, clutching his hand that was holding mine. ''Its not your fault Nathan. It's her fault.'' I smiled back, reassuring him. He smiled back at me and leaned forward. ''I love you Lizzie.'' He whispered. My heart pounded against my chest and the words slipped out of my mouth. ''I love you too Nathan.''

His smile grew larger until he was beaming through at me. As his lips brushed mine, butterflies went mad in my stomach. To save myself, I crashed my mouth to his. I could feel him smirking within the kiss. But it was worth it, to have that same amazing feeling again. He made me feel special inside, like we were the only two people on the planet. 

His smile still shone when we had broken apart. ''Nathan, it won't work will it?'' I sighed. ''What won't?'' He asked. ''Us.'' I muttered. His smile faded into a weak one. ''Why?'' He questioned. ''Because of how famous you've become and I thought you would want, you know, a celebrity, someone who was worth you time.'' I explained.

''Lizzie-'' He started but was cut off by Lucy running into the room. ''I'll leave you two then.'' He mumbled before walking out.

* 

''Finally. I'm HOME!!'' I shouted which made Lucy laugh.

I jumped on the couch, making me fall a little, and turned on the tele. ''Yeah, don't hurt yourself.'' She said, still laughing. ''Shut up Mcguiness, go and bum Jay.'' I replied, sticking my tongue out. ''Maybe I will.'' She chuckled. ''That'd be slightly weird though, if you bummed him, you'd have to have a penis...'' I awkwardly announced. She blushed and walked away, obviously not being able to think of a reply. 

''Can I see her?'' I heard a male voice ask. ''Sure, she's in there but I'm going out now.'' Lucy replied to the stranger. ''Okay, thanks.'' He said. And then she left.

The 'stranger' walked into where I was, revealing that it wasn't actually a stranger. It was Zayn. He did look a lot different, I had to admit. Like Nathan, he had stubble and had grown taller. his hair was perfectly styled, it was now in a quiff type thing. 

''Hey, how you feeling?'' He asked me. ''I'm fine thanks, how are you?'' I asked back. ''I'm good.'' He replied.

An awkward silence filled the air as the television played on. ''I needed to talk to you about something.'' He started again. ''What?'' I questioned, intrigued to find out what he meant.

''Us...''

*Sorry that it's not that good and it's short. But I hope you like it anyway:) Thanks for reading1 COMMENT/FAN!! :P <3.*