*
“No one should know about this accident, not the press, not his family, no - anyone. Switch of his phone. - Oh brilliant, it’s broken. But still remove the SIM and destroy it. If anyone asks where’s he? tell them he is gone to New York. Am I very clear?”
*
When Zayn wakes up, he feels like his whole body aching from the tip of his hair to the nails of his toe. He feels a strange emptiness in his stomach as if he hasn’t eaten for ages. His eyes takes longer than usual to accustomize to the sunlight. And then when he properly opens his eyes, he sees Louis sitting there, right next to him - holding his hand. They are in a room with white walls, white bedsheets and white everything. Which means, Wait, this isn’t his room, it looks more like a hospital room. Brilliant, now that makes sense, and explains all the intravenous injection and other stuffs attached to his body.
“Hey champ, how do you feel?”
“Probably like somebody has set my body on fire, Lou”
“Wonderful, you deserve every ounce of it” Louis mocks
“It’s too early in the morning, chuck it Lou. I am so not interested to deal with your mockery” he winces
“I thought you missed me and my sarcasm for two months”
“Oh, I didn’t” he says casually. But then “wait, what?”
Louis doesn’t reply but simply nods
“Two months. I am fucking lying here for two months now.” He says in bewilderment
“The only thing that makes me happy about this whole situation is that, you didn’t drink for two months. But other than that, I’m neutral, not at all sad for you bastard”
“Not funny, Lou”
“Great, because it wasn’t a joke”
“Whatever” after a moment of silence he asks “Did they call?”
Louis’s expression changes instantly and he looks down “No, they didn’t”
“Why didn’t they?” Zayn wonders
“They fucking didn’t. Stop interrogating. I have few paperworks to do, we will be leaving as soon as the doctor allows.”
Louis leaves the room, making Zayn’s head ache more than before.
*
“I’ll probably use the stairs and make few arrangements for your homecoming, you wait here for the elevator” Louis say already running towards the stairs
“Excuse me, Sir” the watchman of his building approaches.
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Drunk In Love (Ziam, Larry, Nosh)
FanfictionSince Zayn knows that alcohol is an evil to the society, he decides to contribute for the betterment of the society by consuming and finishing it up all by himself. Zayn's other noble works includes-fulfilling Liam's every dream and trying to keep h...
