Knowing My Luck [Ziall Horlik]

Chapter 8

Niall's POV

"So when do you get out of this place?" I asked Zayn. 

"Either today or tomorrow. Why? You want to go back to school?" He replied chuckling.

"Huh, No. I just want to be with you alone." I felt my face burning.

"Do you want to go on a date? Maybe dinner and a movie?" He asked with a huge smile plastered on his face. He is so cute.

"Yea. What movie?" I asked

"You pick."

"What about Non-stop? It looks like a good movie. But it is sorta an action movie," I said unsure of what his answered would be.

"Any movie with you next to me is my favorite movie." He said with a straight face. Merp. He really knows how to make my face turn red as a tomato.

"Where do you want to go for dinner?" I asked him. I picked the movie, so he picks the restaurant. 

"Leave that to me, I have the perfect place. Ill make the reservations as soon as I get home. You look tired Ni, you should get some sleep. Come here."

"What do you mean come here? I'm sitting right beside you," I asked him confused.

"Come lay beside me. If the doctors have a problem, Ill handle it." With that being said, I laid down beside Zayn and cuddled into his chest.

"Give me your arm please."

Zayn's POV

"Give me your arm please," Niall asked me. I pulled my clean arm out.

"Not this one." I pulled up my other arm and he gently held it. I noticed that he had started to cry a little bit.

"Nial-" I was cut off.

"Zayn. Why did you do this? I j-just please promise me t-that you w-wont do this again. Please?" He asked while silently crying.

"I promise." He started pulling my arm closer to his mouth and I closed my eyes because they were stinging. All the stinging stopped once I felt Niall's soft angelic lips pressing soft pecks on the cuts. his warm lips relieved some of the pain. He then stopped and looked up at me. 

"Its late, we should sleep," he said with a yawn.

"Goodnight babe."

"G'night."

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Zayn's Dream

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I woke up with a major headache. Holy fuck did it ever hurt. I didn't really care about that though. I noticed that a weight was lifted off of my arm. Where is Niall?

It was the day that I was getting out of the hospital. The doctor came in to check my blood pressure. He took out the IV and put a little band-aid on my wrist where the needle was. "All good to go Mr Malik. Just remember to take your medication and your arm should be healed up in no time."

"Thank you. I have a question. Where is the blond headed boy who was here for the past week?"

"He left two days ago. He said that he didn't want to leave but his mother forced him to for missing school. Its 4pm. he should be home from school by now."

"Thanks again," I said shaking the woman's hand. I walked out of the room and went to the reception desk to hand in my release forms. I handed them to the lady behind the desk and walked out. I went outside and went straight for the bus stop.