That Boy's Eyes. (Ziall)

Chapter 5- The Call

Zayn's POV

"Zayn! I need you!"

"Niall! Im on my way! Whats wrong?"

"My mum was-"

He was crying. "Come on Niall, whats wrong?!"

"Mum. She was. Was driving Greg back to college. She she got in a wreck. She could die Zayn!"

"Niall. Give me 5 minutes and I'll be at your house."

He just kept crying. "Please. Dont hang up Zayn. And can we drive to the hospital? Mum had the car, I cant drive myself."

"Yes. I wont hang up Niall. I love you." I pulled on a shirt and slipped on some shoes before running out the door.

"Zayn where yo-" Safaa was yelling after me. I didnt listen to her.

I continued until I got to my car. I jumped in, and drove over the speed limit. Anything to get to Niall quicker.

When I got there, he was in the front yard. I had barely stopped and jumped in.

"Niall, its okay." I said gently, wiping his tears.

"No. Zayn. I cant handle it."

"Niall. She will be okay. I promise you." I wanted to kiss him, but I couldn't take my eyes off the road that long.

"I hope." He muttered.

Niall's POV

I jumped into Zayn's car, tears flooding down my face.

"Niall its okay." He whispered and wiped my eyes.

"No. Zayn, I cant handle it." I whispered.

"Niall. She will be okay, I promise you."

"I hope."

I thought back to the phone call from Greg.

Flash Back

"Hello?"

"Niall, You need to get to the hospital now. Mum wrecked on her way home. She could die."

"NO. I will be there as soon as I can!"

I hung up, and tried to figure out who to call. I didnt want to bother Zayn this earlier, So I dialed Harry's number.

No answer.

I called Lou, and no answer from him either.

"Shit." I muttered under my breath.

I called the only one left. Zayn.

He answered on the second ring.

Flashback over.

We drove silently on the high way, until we got pulled over.

The cop tapped twice on the window. "Good morning sir, do you realize how fast you're going?"

Zayn nodded and talked fast. "Listen, My boyfriend here's mum is in the hopsital and could die. I need to get him there now!"

"Well, Let me escort you." The cop nodded.

We waited impatiently for the cop to get in front of us. We raced to the hospital, and ran in.

"Im looking Maura Horan."

"ER, room 132. No visitors before 9." I looked at the clock, which said 5:23.