insane | zayn malik

Insane | Grounded

Insane | Grounded

I stayed up all damn night after I brought Mori in from the explosion. Honestly, I wasn't sure how I was really feeling right now. As if it was almost my fault. Of course I didn't mean for this to happen. If anything I would have prevented her from getting hurt. Yes, I know she told me that she could handle herself but I should've went with my first instinct, and that was to keep her safe. I may not know this woman. But I damn sure hope that she pulls through and wake up so I can rest.

Everything was so blurry and panicky the night before. Harry's people absolutely flipped out when I brought Mori inside. Luckily, their doctor had stayed and hooked her up to some machines in their hospital room. Everybody was asking questions and it all made my mind so dizzy. It felt like my world was just going around and around. No matter how many times I told them to calm down they began to get hyped up. You wouldn't believe what the gang was about to do. They wouldn't have imagined Mori getting hurt—they were about to do dome serious damage.

One of the worst parts of it all was explaining to Harry what happened. When he asked for answers I had slightly hesitated. I didn't know if I should have lied or tell the truth, but he was my good friend. As much as I didn't want to tell him, I ended up explaining what went down. He was silent at first—which actually scared me to a certain point—and then said that he was talk about it in this morning. The way he dismissed me....man I knew that he wasn't too pleaded. I knew that I was fucked.

The gang was also confused on what happened. I know that they had every right to know every answer. This was someone that was apart of their gang, their family. Of course they weren't going to let this slip. It was almost even worse than when they found out that Harry had been shot. They made it all clear that Mori was a needed woman in their lives, but they couldn't know what went down. I didn't tell them because Harry told me not to. Meaning that he didn't want them to know anything about Pizo until he fully recovered from his wounds.

"Zayn here, drink some water," Bazzi came walking towards me with a glass full of water that had crushed ice in it.

I took it without hesitation, allowing the cold liquid to calm me down a little bit, "Thank you."

"No, thank you for bringing her here," he sat on the couch next to me with a thankful look on his face. "Lord knows the things we would have done if...if she wouldn't had been brought here."

I sighed deeply, rubbing my face slowly, "I'm on edge."

"We all are..especially when Harry got shot. Everybody in the house has been tense. Now with Mori getting hurt the gang has been on alert for anything really," Bazzi murmured.

"I just hope she's okay," I confess out, and deep down I felt like this was my fault.

"She will be Z. Mori is a strong one," and with a pat in the back Bazzi left me alone with my racing thoughts.

mori's pov

The faint beeping seemed to get louder and louder everytime as my eyes seemed to flutter open, my vision blurry. What I saw was a pretty sunrise in the distance, and that's when I realized that I was home.

"Mori?" Called a soft voice, a recognizable voice to my left. I turned my head to see Harry in a wheelchair that was near the bed I was laying in. A mixed look on his face. I could see it in his eyes. He was not pleased with me, and I knew why.

I weakly put my hands up in surrender, willing to confess my side of the story, "Listen...I can really ex—,"

"No, you cannot explain," Harry then stopped me. "I'm not sure what to say to you Mori."

I began sunk back into the bed, feeling like a child who was getting in trouble, "I'm sorry."

"You can't be sorry because you went out and did something that I didn't know of. Even if I did know about it...I wouldn't have approved of it. And you broke that rule," his voice had a layer of frustration and anger mixed along with it..and I felt so bad.

"Look, I just tried to do you a favor," I whispered softly.

"I didn't need that, why can't you understand that Pizo was my problem and not yours?" He then responded back.

And almost for a second I didn't have a response until I thought of one, "He almost killed you."

He rolled his eyes, as if that concept didn't phase him at all. "If he did then it would have been your job and the rest of the gang's job to handle it, but guess what? That fucker didn't kill me because I'm here talking to you."

"I don't understand why you're upset with me," I sigh rubbing my forehead.

"I'm just looking out for you," Harry said back.

What the actual fuck?

I was getting so worked up that my voice raised, "And I was trying to look out for you Harry!" I yell.

"Lower your fuckin' tone with me Mori," Harry said to me seriously, growling almost, and the look he was giving me now wasn't the prettiest. "What you did was dangerous, and if Zayn wasn't there with you then god knows what could have really happened. It was irresponsible of you to not at least tell me. That will get you kicked out the gang and killed. And that's not a threat, it's a promise."

I have never been so affected in this way by his words until just now. Getting kicked out of the gang and killed? That would be the worst thing ever. And I just couldn't afford losing people I love..again.

Harry exhaled out, a wave of calmness washing over him, "You are not allowed to leave this house alone unless one of the guys are with you. Until you show me that you are mature enough to handle yourself, I will decide otherwise."

"I understand boss," I whisper.

"Good, now get some rest and heal up," and after he said that he rolled out of the hospital room without another word.

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how y'all feeling ? go ahead & comment because i wanna know your thoughts on this .

was harry in the wrong or mori ? what do you think is gonna happen next ?

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- BookOfBandz