Fame ♥Z.N♥ ¤Complete¤

Chapter Nine

Zayn watched the trees blur with the help of his teary eyes and speed of the tour bus. He kept his head in the opposite direction of his mates, despite the past 48 hours, he didn't want them to see him like this. Broken.

No one said anything, and no one knew what to say. They sat, sat reflecting everything, because it's all they could do.

"S-she's awake" Liam had been pacing outside the door, debating on what the hell to do, he wanted to respect Maria's wish but Zayn was his bestfriend- his brother. He took a deep breath, trying to ease this thoughts, but the sight of the older man in a white coat rushing down the hall to Maria's room helped Liam decide. "Zayn, Maria's awake."

Zayn's eyes widen, his brain processed before his body could move. A loud scream sent both their bodies in motion, running down the hall, the doctor shuffled out the room, giving Zayn a cold look. "Maria I'm so- so" Alexis screamed again, making Maria laugh. It was music to Zayn's ears, he quietly stood by the door, his hands at his sides. "Oh."

Maria eyes followed Alexis' brown ones, and her smile pursed into a frown, her eyes then dropped to her hands. "Alexis, could you take Liam to the cafeteria?" She smiled at the nurse, though her eyes were already filled with tears.

"Y-yea." Alexis nodded, she gave Zayn a blank look, her brows furrowed a bit because she wanted to stay but with a sigh, she left the room, Liam following her but not before giving Zayn a small hug of encouragement. "We have really good burritos here..." her voice trailed down the hallway.

Zayn remained at the door chewing through his cheek. His fingers twitched and he watched another cigarette. He stepped in, turning to close the door "Don't close the door." Maria whispered, her head angled downward, her long locks covering her face. Zayn stopped, his hand lost it's strength on the handle before letting go.

The room went silent. Nothing was said. Maria sat unmoving as Zayn did standing. In pain, Maria looked at Zayn, her eyes a bright bloodshot red though tears had not fallen. "You're name is Zayn..." with a dry mouth, all Zayn could do was nod. "And you're in a famous band..." An airy laugh was pushed up her throat. "Zayn." She repeated. "Such a beautiful name, though I got really used to Chris." Again, she laughed.

"Maria I'm so sorry." Zayn melted into the bittersweet of her laugh, because he could that she wasn't happy. Maria tilted her head, flashing him a smile.

"Don't be sorry Zayn." She smiled, "You have such a bright life ahead of you, life's too short to be sorry." Zayn eyes widened at her words, the doctor flashed back into his mind and he gasped a cry.

"Y-you'll be alright right? You're gonna live right?" Zayn had dropped to his knees beside the low hospital bed. Tears running down his face. "You're not dying, you can't be dying." Zayn sobbed. Maria's eyes widened before she threw her hands around Zayn's neck, embracing him close.

"I'm fine Ch- Zayn." She quickly corrected herself. "I'm fine, it wasn't that bad of an accident, a small concussion and some bruising, I'm fine, please don't cry." Maria held her tears in, she wiped her face before they fell. Zayn was soothed by his words, he pressed his face between her breast, breathing in her scent. He could feel her heart pounding, and that soothed him even more.

The room was again fell silent. Maria stared down at Zayn, her lips trembled, holding a cry. "Zayn, that night your fiancee was there." She swallowed. "I saw the way she looked at you, I know she still loves you." Zayn held his breath, waiting for her next words. "And you still love her."

His heart ached, he pulled back, looking at her with an open mouth. Words caught in his throat, his eyes searched for some sort of insincerity in her face and he closed his mouth, because he couldn't. "Zayn, you still love her." She repeated, this time as if it were a fact, or maybe even an order. Zayn opened his mouth to protest but Maria cut him off. "You didn't propose for nothing, you loved her and still do and I'm...I'm not going to take away your happiness." Maria closed her eyes, she took a deep breath, biting back her want to sob.

Zayn watched, his hands balled the sheets into fists. He didn't want her to want him with Perrie. He wanted her to want him, want him like he wants her. No, he needed her. He wanted to wake up beside her, not have to worry about not being there for a year. He wanted to be able to meet her mother again on her birthdays and visit her grandfather's grave. He wanted her to find comfort in him like he did her, he wanted her to want that just as much as he did. He needed her to need that. He needed it. "You... Maria you are my happiness- I-I I love you."

"Zayn." Maria breathed, her voice ridgit and stiff. "Zayn I want you to go." His heart stopped, his ears rang, his body felt weak. "And promise me you'll never come back." The tightness of his stomach passed as the ache in his chest began. He couldn't feel anything, he just felt...numb. "Promise me!" She cried in urgency.

He couldn't see her face, but he wasn't sure if he could handle seeing the beautiful features of the love of his life- telling him to leave. "I promise." Zayn whispered. He stood, his muscles tensed as he shooved his hands in his pockets. "Do you still love me?"

"Zayn..."

"Please." Zayn couldn't tell if he was pleading for her to answer, or for her to say yes, and with that realised, he balled hus fists tighter. A moment went by and Maria's chest caved as she let a sob through, her shoulders trembled as she began to cry into her hands. It took every will in his body not to hold her, not to comfort her, but he couldn't. He promised. "I'm sorry." He kissed the top of her head before turning.

'I'm sorry for everything.' He wanted to say, but all he could do was walk. His breathing increased, changing into short and quick gasps as he could hear Maria's crys even louder than before. "I'm sorry." He began to cry, tears rushing down his tan cheeks. "I'm so sorry Maria."

"Zayn." His head snapped up, he turned slightly looking at Liam. "I'm sorry." Zayn nodded, giving a small smile but all he could do was a sort of twitch at the corners of his mouth before turning to look back out the window.

"Me too." He muttered.

Back in a quiet town named Marshall, with the population of 924, Maria sat with red, tired eyes. She stared at her hands, her dull eyes reflected everything she felt. The tightness in her chest slowly left, her back ached from the slumped position and her eyes tired of being open. "I love you." She whispered, sitting back and closing her eyes. Her hands laid on her stomach, rubbing it in thought. "We love you."

A/N: so this was the last chapter of FAME and I'm going to admit that I did cry twice. Just a little though. I had a lot fun making this relatively short book, well...not really. I mean cause there wasn't going to be an overall happy ending... Damn, well I'm not saying I hate the fugging book but...I mean I just cried a lil...omg okay well if you didn't get the "we love you" part, um Maria's pregnant :I so this is really just a giant cliffhanger till I start the second book. Anyway before I start to ramble on, I would like to thank specifically @youwillknowmesomeday because she has always been here for me and almost thank every one who has voted, commented or just even read, I honestly appreciate your time. And, if you have any ideas for the 2nd book, just tell me. I'm up for everything! Wow, that a little... lol. Any ideas, inbox me boo(s)!  Love all of you!