Missing Pieces - z.m.

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ZAYN'S POV

Hope has been in that damn room for 30 minutes. What check up takes 30 minutes? Couldn't they make it fast? She wasn't even awake. And, where is the doctor? Just as I was about to go open the door, the nurses stepped out. 

"Hello sir," one of them says. I don't say anything, but nod my head at them.

"Is she awake?" I ask them, bombarding them with questions right after.

"She's not awake, no, but we did do a check up. It was hard considering she wasn't conscious, but she is mumbling some words, but we can't understand what she's saying because it's too faint. Anyways, the doctor had to run an errand and will be here after an hour. Would you like us to help you with anything in the meantime?"

"No, thank you. I'd like to stay inside," I say and point toward Hope's room. They both nod at me and leave. I step into the room, closing the door quietly behind me. I grabbed a chair and brought it close to the bed. I hesistantly placed my hand on Hope's, tracing small cirlces on her tiny hands. She looked so vulnerable right now. She was like glass, shattering into millions of pieces with one false move.

All I wanted right now was for her to wake up. Please wake up, Hope, please.

I heard faint mumbling sounds coming from her lips. I inch closer to her, trying to figure out what she was talking about. 

"Nnn," she mumbles. That's all I can understand. The letter 'n' repeated I don't know how many times. That's all I could get from her. I pinch the bridge of my nose, and lay my head right next to her arm, still holding her hand with mine. 

I won't let go.

I close my eyes, sleep finally catching up to me.

 

HOPE'S POV

That feeling you get, where you feel empty on the inside. You feel like everything's there, but it's... not. Emptiness. That's what I'm feeling right now. I don't know why, but I feel it. I want to open my eyes, but I don't want to, because I'm too lazy to do so. I feel like opening my eyes will take all of the energy that I have inside, and I don't want to lose that energy, because I feel like I'm in a dark room all by myself, and something bad is about to happen, and when that thing happens I want to be able to run until my lungs explode. 

Run Hope, run, a voice says in the back of my head. Daniel. He's not here with me, and I know he's not. Macit's not here with me either. Everything that happened the past two months flashes in front of my eyes, and I remember everything. It's not that I forgot anything, it's just that I think I hit my head on something, and I have been sleeping for God knows how long. I open my eyes, blurriness everywhere, until my eyes finally adjust to the light. I feel a hand interlaced with mine, and someone's hair is poking my cheek. I take in a deep breath, inhaling the scent that I've grown to know. Zayn. He was sleeping peacefully. He looked like a baby, so innocent. 

I take a look at my surroundings, and judging by how everything looks, I guess I'm in the hospital. I try to wake Zayn, "Zayn," but my voice is so faint, I can't even hear myself.

Alrighty then, I'll try another way. 

I squeeze Zayn's hand. I squeeze it to reassure him that I'm here. After a few moments, he blinks and then his eyes are wide. A wide grin makes it way on his face. "Hope!" he beams, attacking me with a huge hug. 

"Zayn," I whisper, voice dry.

"How are you? Do you need anything? Are you comfortable? Oh my God Hope, you scared me to death, I thought I lost you," he bombards me with questions and starts talking about everything all at once. 

I smile weakly at him, "You won't lose me."

He smiles at me, interlocking his hand with mine. 

We stare at each other, both of us enjoying the comfortable silence. We were soon interrupted by the doctor. 

"May I come in?" he asks.

"Of course," Zayn answers.

"Alright, let's get down to business. Ms. Evergreen," he turns to me, "how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, thanks," I reply.

"Good. Now, it seems that you have been found unconscious yesterday morning by your boyfriend," he turns to Zayn. Wait what? Did he just say boyfriend? Why isn't Zayn correcting him? Not that I want him to.

"Now, do you remember when you actually fainted?"

"It was some point in dawn. May be 3 AM or 4 AM. I kept tossing and turning in bed. I wanted to go downstairs and get Zayn, but I fainted before I could turn the handle," I say, right before coughing. Zayn gets me a glass of water. I drink it all, my throat feeling much better.

"Okay. Now, has this ever happened to you?"

"Yes, when I was younger. It happened three times, I think," I say, unsure.

"Do you remember why?" he asks. 

"They said my iron level was low, and I worry too much, causing me to get anxiety."

"Hm," he says, "That's probably why. You've been checked yesterday by two nurses, and everything seems fine. We took some blood from you if that's alright, because we needed to know why you fainted. You lack some vitamins, and indeed your iron level is low." He turns to Zayn next, "now, I want you to take care of your girlfriend and make sure she takes the vitamins I prescribe for her. Also, make sure she eats well, perhaps 5-7 meals a day, 2 of them being snacks and fruits. I'm sure you'll be able to do it."

"I am," Zayn says confidently.

"Okay then, you're ready to go, just come with me to do the paperwork, and we'll let Ms. Evergreen change," the doctor says.

"Thank you doctor," Zayn and I say at the same time.

"I'll be right with you," Zayn says before going out the door.

I get up from the bed and change into my clothes. A piece of clothing was added to my clothes, but I don't think it's mine. I examine it, and a smile makes it way on my face. It's Zayn's. I inhale his scent that I've gotten used to. I put my jeans on, and then wear Zayn's sweater. 

I sit on the bed waiting for Zayn. He comes in soon after. 

"Hope, I'm here," he says. His smile grows wide as he sees me wearing his sweater. He takes my hand in his and I blush, looking down.

He puts his finger under my chin, tilting my head to look up at him. 

"Let's go home."

 

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MY FEELS.

I'M SORRY I DIDN'T POST THIS UP YESTERDAY, BUT I WENT OUT AND CAME BACK REALLY TIRED. 

HAVE A GREAT DAY. THE NEXT FEW WEEKS ARE GOING TO BE VERY VERY BUSY. MY EXAMS ARE COMING UP, AND I'M VERY NERVOUS. I'LL UPDATE WHENEVER I CAN. 

HAVE A NICE DAY.

LOVE YOU.

-trulygolden