(( A/N: Dedication goes to MrsSnowflake for being another winner for the contest. Congradulations, girly(: xx))
Chapter Seventeen ➣➣ Ziall
(( Niall's Point of View ))
Almost immediately after I'd revealed the news, my mind was trying to figure something out. It was almost 4 AM, and we had school tomorrow... but I couldn't leave Harry to face Louis' accident alone. I made a radical decision and slipped my white Supras on. Zayn was at my side in a second, placing a hand on my shoulder as he stared into my ocean-blue eyes.
"Zayn, I have to go help and be there for both Harry and Louis. We all just lost Eleanor, and losing Louis too would just..." I shook my head, my blonde locks falling in my eyes in doing so. Zayn's hand brushed up my collarbone to rest on the nape of my neck, bringing our foreheads together.
"I know, babe. Let me come with you? I want to help... even if I didn't know Louis very well, he was close to you and he seemed like a good lad." He murmured. I sighed, bumping my nose against his as I slowly closed my eyes. Our puffs of oxygen being emitted from our lungs mingled together, and my chapped lips brushed lightly against Zayn's soft ones. After a few moments in that position, I nodded to respond to Zayn's question. I felt his lips pull up into a smile before he closed the final distance between our lips and they connected in a short - but sweet - kiss.
I pulled away first, and Zayn quickly slid a black varisty jacket over his white v-neck shirt that clutched his fit body. I licked my lips, shaking my head to release the dirty thoughts that were quickly clouding my head. Bloody hell, Niall - focus! Your best mate's in the hospital. I shuffled out the door, Zayn behind me, and made my way to his car with a blank expression. I honestly didn't know what happened to Louis, I just got a text from Harry saying 'Lou's in the hospital... come down?' That had been enough for me to panic. We'd just lost Eleanor a month ago, and losing Louis would be horific. It didn't matter that he had insulted my last night, I just wanted to know that our Boo Bear was safe.
Zayn had managed to fly down the streets and reach the hospital in a matter of five minutes. I hopped out of the passanger seat, scrambling into the hospital with Zayn hot on my heels. Thoughts were flooding my mind now, and my heart was thundering in my chest. I wasn't sure what I was going to find, or if Lou would still be pissed off at me for God-knows-what. As we approached the front desk, my palms were beginning to sweat and my eyes were burning with a fresh batch of tears.
"May I help you?" The secretary said, raising her eyebrows at me. A lump formed in my throat and - as I attempted to stutter something out - I simply choked on air.
"We're here for Louis. Louis Tomlinson." Zayn spoke up from my side, resting a hand on my lower back and rubbing circles on the clothed skin. I gulped, nodding harshly towards the middle-aged woman as she scrolled down a list of names on her computer.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Tomlinson. He just woke up, and he's allowed to have visitors. Room 321." She said, offering us a small smile of reassurance. I bolted down the hallway without responding, my footsteps carrying me further down the row of doors. When the sign that said '321' was visable, I halted briefly and stared at the silver door handle.
"Nialler? Are you going to stare the door down, or open it?" Zayn spoke from behind me, causing me to jump and clutch my heart.
"Jesus, you scared me. I-I'm going to open the door." I added hesitantly. Extending my arm out, I grasped the door handle and flew the metal door open. My eyes widened at the sight before me and I covered my mouth with my hand.
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