EGO. (Zayn Malik #2)

EGO: The Visit.

 A/N: HELLO PEEPS!!! Well here is the chapter of today, remember to vote and comment and also to read the new story LAST TO KNOW.  I'll be updating that on friday's so please comment and vote that sotry and this one.!!! I Love you all for the comments and the votes and the MOST IMPORTANT, YOU MAKE ME HAPPY because I laugh like crazy!!! by the way I'm so excited for the VMA's tonight!!! hahaha  Well here my apology for my bad writing and for my laziness.  I'm sorry for my grammatical errors, my language is not English so obviously I have errors. Remember to VOTE, COMMENT and SPREAD THE WORD. I LOVE YOU ALL! <3

I heard a beep somewhere far away, I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't they were too heavy as my arms and legs. I wanted to wake up but I couldn't so I fell asleep again, what I thought were minutes apparently were hours, I don't know. I couldn't open my eyes yet, but I could still hear the beep of a machine and someone talking but I couldn't understand a word. I try to move but everything on my inside felt heavy, really heavy and I fell asleep once again. After a while I could finally open my eyes just to shut them because there was a bright white light that it could only mean I was in a hospital, but why? What the hell happen? I tried to sit but my ribs hurted like hell, I saw the room I was on, it wasn't one of those emergency rooms it was more like those they put you on to get some rest after a surgery. OH MY GOD! Did I had surgery? I inspect once again the room and saw a sleeping Zayn.

He was holding my hand, he looked like he was really tired, he had purple bags under his eyes, his beard was growing, which is weird because if I remember correctly he didn't had one last time I saw him and this one looked like it was a week old. I half laugh at that because I just knew him too well. His hair was messy, for the first time I saw him like that. Like he didn't care how he looked, but I knew for some reason he was really tired. I didn't know if I should wake him up or not, so I just rested my head on a side of pillow and watch him. He looked so cute, his lips separated, his hand holding mine, his head was resting on his arm that was above the bed. I was staring at him for a while until I remember I was in the hospital. I needed answers, but before I could wake him a nurse came in trying not to make a sound.

“You are awake” She said with a smile and looking at some papers.

“I guess, can you help me with some answers?” I asked.

“Of course, I can multy task” She said with a warm smile.

“What happened?” Was the first thing.

“Well I'm not sure, the lad here brought you. You were bleeding and you had a sprain ankle and wrist” She said connecting new medicine in the IV.

“So I've been asleep since?” I was scared of this question.

“You've been here for almost two weeks” She said and I think I was pale now because she looked at me with worried eyes. “If it helps, the lad here has never leave you side” I looked at him and then her again.

“He's been here for two weeks?” I more than a question to the nurse it was a question to myself.

“Yeah, you know your boyfriend looks like the heartthrob Zayn Malik” She said and I laugh a bit.

“Uumm... He is not my boyfriend” I said I wasn't sure if I should say he was in fact Zayn Mlalik.

“Really? Because he pretty much act like one” I gave her a confuse look.