Poor. [ZM AU] IIII

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"oh sweetie! i came as quickly as i could, are you alright?!" my mother rushed through the ward room doors that i was in and her expression held nothing but worry and panic. every mother's reaction you would hope. i was bunged up in bed with a broken arm and a sprained ankle that literally kills every time i attempt to move it. i'm okay with being cooped up in this room though with shitty food and the most ugliest outfits ever, i'm okay as long as it keeps me away from the hell hole of a school. my right arm is currently in a cast as is my right leg. i don't know why my right hand side is injured, go ask the psychopath of a driver who did this damage to me.

having a cast on my arm made it uncomfortable to hug my mother but i did it anyway. "hi. i'm fine yeah. bit bored to be honest." i answer truthfully and she giggles, smiling now that she knows that i am safe. i do know how to look after myself thank you very much. i mean i was the one having to yell for ages for help before some nice old lady rang from her land-line for the ambulance. yep that spoilt blonde just left me to suffer alone. so rude.

"what happened anyway, a doctor phoned me at work asking if i was the emergency contact of zayn malik and then he said that you were in hospital because you got run over by a car! i almost had a heart attack then and there. i left as soon as i could. the boss wasn't happy but i begged and begged, and after saying that i would work extra hours to make it up to him, he agreed.

wait what?

"no mum! you already work so hard! you should be allowed a break, he can't do this to you! you're already sleep deprived as it is, you're a workaholic ! mum, it doesn't matter about me - i can wait you know that? i can't believe you would-"

"-zayn? your results have come back." a timid nurse appears at the doorway as i'm in the middle of having a rant to my mother. i was literally seeing red. if i could move right now i would grab my crutches and go as quickly as i could to that stupid workplace and stick his balls into a blender. "you're free to go after today. you'll need to stay for the night as we want to make sure nothing else has occurred internally that could be dangerous for you. don't worry, there would be no need for any major surgery or anything. you'll be fine with some rest and painkillers."

"how long will i have to wear this fucking annoying cast for?" i grumbled and my mother shot me a look as if to be disappointed that i swore at a nurse who was already so frightened of me. why should i care though? i was still angry with her for agreeing to that extra hours.

"two months to ensure the best recovery." two flipping months?!?!?!?!?!? eh, it's a good thing i'm not very sporty isn't it?

the nurse leaves my mother and i alone again and my mother lets out a massive sigh, an over dramatic one might i add.

"sweetie. i really am sorry. i just-" "-yeah so anyway i got run over by a spoilt brat who clearly doesn't deserve to drive such a beautiful car. she was so full of herself and stubborn and she didn't even have the decency to apologies to me for knocking me over. i swear if i see her again i will pull every last strand of her perfect blonde locks okay, that's a promise!"

"what did she look like again?" my mother raises an eyebrow at me curiously and i close my eyes to try and remember her.

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she certainly was stunning. she had curves, pouty lips, blue eyes, and if she hadn't opened her mouth to speak and for me to find out what kind of a disgusting personality she had, i'm sure it would've been love at first sight. she had a shiny white career meaning that she HAS to be loaded. her number plate was in pink with the letters 'f4b 4d4m5'

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"wait, adams? do you think her name was Penelope Adams?" my mother cut into my flashback and i furrowed my eyebrows.

"i don't know, maybe?"

"well i would hope not. that's my bosses daughter. your description fits perfectly. she comes to see him everyday." my mother frowned as well. urgh, that would be so irritating if she was. i wouldn't be able to hurt her or anything because that would mean her father would sack my mother... urgh life?

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"ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYN!" i peek my eyes open at the high pitched voice that belonged to no one but my favourite little girl in the entire world. i don't know how long i've been sleeping but it must've been for a long time seeing that she was still in her school uniform, trailing behind her was waliyha in her uniform too. they must've rushed straight out of school to see me. aw i'm touched.

"hey beautiful." i smiled at the little girl who was growing up every day but i won't ever let the idea of her being a little princess ever change. even when she's 50 she will still be a little princess who plays with barbie dolls and tea sets.  

"are you hurting still zayn?" safaa asks me in a quiet voice with pure worry clear in it. my heart almost shatters. i have to show her that her brother is strong, strong enough to hold the family together. always.

"no i'm perfectly fine now see." i wave my legs and arms in the air which has to be one of the most stupidest ideas ever because surges of pains rush to the damaged parts of my body and i have to bite my lip in order to stop myself from swearing out loud. gosh i'm not so tough wow.

waliyha notices and smirks at me whilst i glare at her. "oh really? can i touch your casts then?"  knowing her she has the sharpest manicured nails ever, and it would cause too much pain for a guy like me to handle. i don't even bother to comment.

"okay everyone stop with the banter. we need to thank god that zayn is still alive with us right now and has made it out with minor injuries. he could've died. you never know when one of us is going to be taken away. we have to savour moments like this." my mother speaks wisely and everyone shuts up because we knows she is saying the truth. death could come any time. so unexpectedly.

while the woman in my life closed they eyes to pray, i left mines open only for a split second which i am glad i did because otherwise i wouldn't see her face one again.

i wouldn't have seen her looking through the ward window, nodding her head as the timid nurse of mines who will get loaded 20 questions by me all night was talking to her. she glances at me and her reaction was priceless. she almost falls over. she doesn't smile or anything, just holds my eye contact that i won't want to drop any time yet.

why is she even here?

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[dat picture on the side tho. comment and vote please]