Chapter Thirty

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Chapter Thirty

Alex’s pov

I open my eyes, as the hospital smell makes his way through my nose. The very first thing I see, are two worried brown eyes.

Urgh, what is he still doing here? Wasn’t it a bit obvious I just wanted to be alone? Apparently not…

“What are you still doing here Zayn?” I ask.

“There was no way I was letting you stay here alone”

“Well thanks to you I’m in here, so leaving me alone was the least you could do”

“What did you just say?” Zayn asks with a slightly irritated, maybe a bit mad look on his face.

“You heard me perfectly”

“Jesus Christ Alex!” he says, “You’re so damn selfish. You think you’re the only one with problems, but you never look at others, all you do is complain about yourself”

Thank Zayn, totally not harsh at all…

“I’m having a rough time, sorry that I don’t want to hear about the problems of others”

“Well guess what, you’re not the only one” he says angry, “I’m also having a shit time, getting forced to a fake relationship, missing my friends and family, and even the girl I love is acting like shit. Don’t you think that’s shit? Do you think I want to hear about problems?”

He is right tough. I am a selfish bitch, and maybe he also has a shit time, but still…

“And I know losing your brother is shit, and the fact that your father doesn’t pay attention to you, but you need to know that you’re really not the only one. There are people out here in this thing called the ‘world’ that totally feel you, people who want to help you, but being selfish doesn’t help”

“I get it, you can stop now”

“I know in my eyes, a lot is around you, but for other people it isn’t”

“Don’t you think I know that? Maybe this is just my way to get it all down, and just process everything. I know no-one cares about my problems, but you were actually the first one to ask; so yes, I told you everything, every fucking detail, all the things that went wrong and all about how shitty I was. And at that moment, that was all I needed, just someone who asked me how I was. So I’m sorry if I was acting selfish, but I would’ve done it a second time” I tell him as he stares at the ground.

Even though he doesn’t look at me right now, I can tell he has tears in his eyes, ready to roll down his cheeks. I know he’s not going to cry, cause he never really cries in front of people. But my feeling says he might let out a tear…

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Zayn’s pov.

Well maybe I just needed someone who’d ask me how I was, and maybe I needed someone who could tell me it’s going to be fine. I am glad I can be Alex’s person, but she needs to stop being selfish, and think about me, cause maybe I need her as my person.

“Well I guess my work here is done then” I say looking up to Alex.

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