-Harry’s POV-
I heard commotion surrounding Zayn and I. There was a monitor beeping near me and I felt Zayn’s cold body close to mine. I was in the hospital bed with him but how I got into the bed was still a mystery to me.
“I think he’s asleep,” I heard the familiar voice of Zayn’s nurse Morgan tell someone else in the room.
“Leave him sleep then, it’s all up to Zayn now. It’s his body’s choice to do what it wants to do.” I heard the doctors deep voice say.
I wanted to wake. I wanted to find out what was going on but I couldn’t bring myself to do it, knowing I was surrounded by all of the IV cords that were connected to Zayn. I didn’t want to disturb them. But now I was tired. So tired. All I wanted to do was stay close to Zayn and stay in the pages of my memories where Zayn was okay and he was safe and he wasn’t sick.
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So it's really short I know!!! But I really want to know what you guys think!! Please comment and let me know. I think I'll post part 16 when this gets between 7-10 likes!!
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Our Story. {Zarry}
Fanfiction"Endlessly I tell our story to keep it alive, or maybe so I won't forget them like I'll never forget Zayn. Or maybe I tell them to keep Zayn alive whether he's here or not."
