This isn't real {Zayn Malik}

Confusion

Zayn was almost all healed, and he got released a couple of days ago. I wasn't sure what day he left, or what day it was actually. I haven't been able to see anyone for a while, and I'm still hooked up to all my machines. After my "suicide" attempt, they have kept me in isolation from everyone. A nurse comes in everyday to give me medication, and checks my recovery. They say I may be able to get released tomorrow, but even then, the pain will return. Ever since Zayn and I had out little blow out I haven't been okay really. I've been tired, angry, and worst of all I've been heartbroken. I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms again, but I feared that it may not happen again.

The next day appeared before my eyes, they had called my mom and now it was time for my release. The nurses and my mom helped me gather my personal belongings, and get in the car.

"How have you been mom? Hows you an Dad?"

"I have been good. Even better now that you got released. Me and you Father haven't talked. But I don't mind really."

I nodded, then kept the silence. I loved silence, but I also hated it. It made all my thoughts swirl about my mind until I couldn't contain it. I quickly blinked the now forming tears away, and put a smile on my face.

"Zayn came by the other day. Asked how you were doing. He asked if I would take you over there when you got released."

My heart started to beat out of my chest. He wanted to see me. Maybe he would say he didn't mean any of what he had said. Or even worst maybe we were done.

"Oh okay. Yeah thats fine."

Within minutes we were in Zayn's driveway. I told my mom she could leave, since my car was here. She nodded and just like that left. I knocked on the door of what use to feel like home. Moments later Zayn opened the door an waved me inside. I nodded and followed him to the table.

"Hey. How ya feelin'?

"It hurts a little. But pretty good. How about you?"

"Never better"

We sat in silence for about 4 minutes before he finally spoke once more.

"I don't know what to say"

"Are we done?"

"If you wanna be."

"Zayn what the hell is wrong with you!? No I don't wanna be done! I love you more than I have ever loved anyone! Can't you see that I care about you so much it hurts? Its been 5 months Zayn! Thats half of the school year! We can't just end after all this please!"

"Stop. Now."

"No Zayn no. I can't stop. Stop what? Stop loving you? Stop caring? I can't."

Zayn got up and walked to his room. I sat at the table with tears streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't tell if we were done, or just upset about the chain of events that happened. All I know is it hurt, it hurt a lot.

"Layla. Can you come here?"

I didn't hesitate to walk to his room.

"Zayn?"

The room was all black, and a strong smell of liquor filled the air. I could barley see Zayn sitting on the bed with his head in his hands.

"Zayn what's happening?"

"I love you Layla. Its taken me this long to figure it out. I can't loose you. I can't."

I didn't have time to react, before our lips met and I tasted what I have been longing for. His lips formed perfectly to mine, and the taste of his lips made me crazy. He was gently with me, and I was gently with him as well. He gently grasped my waist, and pushed me to the wall. I ran my fingers through his hair as I mumbled "I love you" against his lips. He smiled but continued to kiss me, making his way down to my neck. I pulled him away and looked in his dark eyes. He smiled, as well as I did. We stood there until finally speaking.

"Layla Foster, you are the best part about me."

"And you Zayn Malik, are the only thing perfect about me. "

We both smiled before continuing our kiss. Each time we met it felt more passionate, and that, that was the reason I fell in love with Zayn Malik.

"We've got 4 more months. Then summer"

"Then senior year."

"Then what?"

"Then we wait. We see where this takes us."

He nodded before leading me to the bed.

"Over summer, Harry, Liam, Niall, Louis, and I are auditioning for X Factor"

"Oh my god really?!"

He nodded then grabbed my hand.

"I've never heard you sing."

"Well. Looks like I'm going to have to"

I smiled, an felt my cheeks redden as he began singing 'Open Arms' by Journey. His voice was flawless. When he was done he looked at me and smiled. I was speechless in all honesty.

"How was it?"

"You're amazing"

He kissed my cheek, then began singing more and more. He held me close to his chest, to where I could hear his heart beating. The sound was so soothing, and his voice made it all the better. I couldn't quite grasp onto my thoughts, but all I knew was I was lucky. Lucky to have him in my life.

AN!
So guys I have come to the conclusion that I will be making a sequel to this story once this ends. I am so excited to do that because I enjoy writing so much! this isnt the end yet! Don't worry. The end will not be for a while but i just wanted to share that. Idk why but I really don't like this chapter I'm sorry guys. Its kind of crappy :( but I love you all and thank you SO much for the 630+ reads!! Its so amazing! I love you all so much.
-Kayla