My Sisters Boyfriend.

Chapter 12

Alison's P.O.V

I walked towards my car and heard my phone ring, i turned around thinking that it might be Dylan saying i forgot something, but when i checked it was a phone number i did not recognize.

I declined the call, it was probably a dumb prank call i had nothing to worry about. I drove off Dylan's house we only lived a couple of minutes away.

The phone number kept calling me repeatedly, so i just put my phone on silent. Whatever creep is calling me can fuck off.

I got home around 10, and decided to take a shower. I kept thinking about Dylan and I. I knew its barely been the first day that we've hung out in years, but it seems like nothing has changed. Except our looks, thank jesus for puberty.

I got out of the shower and changed into a California sweatshirt and some black yoga pants, then headed to my room. I was so relieved i was finally home after such a long day. I checked my iPhone and i had 50 missed calls from that same number. What the hell? Is this guy crazy or what. I got a message from Dylan and it said

"London is in the hospital she is in a car crash.Head over there NOW!"

No,no,no,no.

I couldn't believe this my bestfriend was in the hospital. How did this happen! I quickly put on some ugg boots, grabbed my keys, then ran to my car.

"ALISON,where are you going?" My mom asked worriedly since i was literally having a panic attack.

"Mom London is in the hospital okay, I'll be back." I yelled from the front door.

I went inside my car and turned on the ignition. I drove as fast as i could, i could not lose my bestfriend.

I arrived at the hospital and went to the nurse at the front desk. "Yes I'm looking for London Clifford." I said tapping my foot quickly i did that a lot when i get so nervous.

"Ah yes, she is on the 3rd floor in the last room to the left." The nice blonde nurse replied.

"Thank you so much." I said as i ran towards the nearest elevator.

I waited impatiently for the door to open and once it did Harry and Zayn were inside of it.

Ugh can this night get any worse. I stepped inside the elevator pressing the Floor 3 button repeatedly.

"Alison, why didn't you answer your phone." Zayn yelled.

"Im sorry i had no idea it was you, now will you please stop screaming at me im already nervous as it is." I said putting my head in Harry's chest. All i needed was someones comfort after all the stress I've been in this past week.

The elevator door dinged, and i ran to the exact room the lady told me London was in. Harry and Zayn were right behind me.

We convinced the doctor to let us in for at least 10 minutes and after so many begs he finally said yes.

I ran in the room but Zayn grabbed my shoulder, "Can i please talk to her first, alone?"

"Fine don't take too long." i said.

London's P.O.V

I opened my eyes and was startled, the last thing i remember was talking on the phone with Zayn then everything went black.

I had cuts on my arm and my throat felt really dry. I heard the doctor and voices talking outside the hospital room. The door opened and i heard voices talking, it was Zayn. I did not want to talk to him so i closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"London?" Zayn said whispering, "I know you're never going to want to hear me out so here it goes, Even though you're asleep. London i love you, and i am not saying it just because. I love you and i mean it. And Lindsey doesn't mean anything to me, you do you're my whole word. And if we had never met at that party, i would probably be sleeping around with some slut every night. But London you made me into a better person, you're amazing and beautiful." "I am such an asshole and i hate my self so much for not being committed to you, i should've took my chance when i had it. So i am truly sorry." I felt a tear drop on my arm. Zayn was crying for me, he did love me. He got up by the sound of the chair moving and then i felt a kiss on my fore head. As he left the room and i heard the door close i opened my eyes and smiled.