Little Mixed Directions

Chapter Twenty- One: 000

{Harry's POV}

I lunge my body out of the car and look at all the cars stopped. The person driving the other car just left and now this is what's left: the black Range Rover I was driving, smashed up against a pole, dents all over it, me unharmed, other people watching and as for Zayn, I don't know if I want to look.

I run over to his side and look at Zayn, almost throwing up at the sight of him. F**k! F**k! F**k! I rush back onto the road and pull my phone out. What the heck is the Australian emergency number? UK is 999, US is 911 but what the heck is Australia?

"Triple zero!" Someone yells out to me. "Don't worry! I called." The guy adds running over. I thank him and in no time the ambulance is here.

I grab my phone, wallet and other things and then rush off in the Ambulance with Zayn. This is terrible, this is f**king terrible. I wasn't paying attention to the road and now Zayn's, yeah, I cannot bare to explain how he looks. I'm such a dick. 

We arrive at the hospital in a flash and I watch them rush Zayn away from me. I collapse to the hospital floor, crying my eyes out. I shakily dial Paul and then crawl to the wall, crying into my knees. Please God save my friend.

{Perrie's POV}

"Okay girls! Drink break!" The photographer tells us. I head over to my bag and pick up my water bottle and phone. Eight missed calls from Liam.

I call him back and listen to the phone ringing. I'm not sure why I have eight missed calls from Liam? It's a little weird to be honest. 

"Perrie!" Jade whines. I tell her to shhh as Liam answers the phone. He doesn't sound like Liam, what's wrong?

"Li, what's wrong?" I ask.

"P- P- Perrie." He stutters. "Zayn's been in a car accident and it's not good." He cries into the phone. I feel my heart drop and my vision goes blurry. "St. Vincent's Hospital Sydney." Liam says before hanging up. 

I drop my phone and it hits the floor. "Perrie?" Jesy looks across. The whole studio is looking at me. I go to speak but nothing comes out. My chest starts to contract and I feel pain all throughout my body, especially my heart.

The tears flood into my eyes and Jesy runs over. "Perrie, what's wrong?" She asks.

"I ne- need to get t- to Sydney." I stutter packing my stuff into the baby bag, slinging it over my shoulder and then grabbing Ellie. 

"Why? Perrie are you okay?" Leigh asks coming over. I shake my head and then head towards the door. "Perrie!" Leigh yells. "Where are you going?" She asks.

I turn around and take a deep breath, looking at my worried friends. "Sydney. Zayn's been in a car accident and it's not good." I say as calmly as I can. 

After a few looks at our manager she's running out with me, to the airport so we can get back to Sydney before it's too late.

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I run in through the emergency doors at St. Vincent's Hospital. The manager left and now I'm alone with Ellie. I go up to reception. 

"Hello!' The nurse smiles at me. "How can I help?" She asks cheefully. I don't feel cheerful now, I feel pain throughout my body.

"Um, Z- Zayn Malik." I sutter out. It hurts to say his name and not know how he is.

"What relation are you?" She asks.

"Wife and daughter." I reply and look at Ellie who is on my hip, not a care in the world. 

"Perrie?" She asks. I nod my head and the nurse shows me down the corridoor to a seperate waiting area where only a man is sitting. Where are the boys?

"So you cannot see him right now, they're stopping all the bleeding and cleaning him up. Shouldn't be any longer than fifteen minutes now and then I get the doctor to talk to you about what happens next." Th nurse explains.

"What actually happened and what's wrong with him?" I ask, scared out of my witts as to what might be wrong.

"Look, I don't know what happened accident wise, his curly haired friend was with him and knows that," she replies. So Harry was with him. "The curly boy is fine. He's in the hospital somewhere with a Irish boy and two guys with brown hair," she continues. Niall, Liam and Louis. "As for Zayn, he has a few cuts and now probably brusies, he might have a back ingury but we're not sure yet and he is in a coma." She explains.

I don't hear what she says next because the words back ingury and coma keep running through my brain at a pace words have never gone through my brain at before. Sure if he had a spinal ingury we'd end up managing, but if he doesn't wake from the coma.....

I lost my Dad only a few years ago, I do not want to lose the love of my life too. 

The nurse leaves, realising I've zoned out and I sit back in the chair. Dropping the baby bag to the floor and holding Ellie close to my body as she sits in my lap. I close my eyes and the tears come flooding out of them once again. I don't even know what to say?

"We all need something to hold onto. The ones we love are mainly it"