Where's The Noose? Ziam/Niam/Larry (boyxboy) ON HOLD

Hospital

So, yeah. This chapter sucks because I only had like and hour to do it because my sister is coming homr from Norway and blah blah blah. BUT, I made a chapter! And, it's really short and really crappy, but eh. Yolo.

Chapter 5

When I woke up, I was in a huge white room. Everything was white.  I tried to sit up but I failed and fell back against a soft substance. I felt around on what I was laying on and realized that it was a bed. Hmmm, shouldn’t I be in heaven or some shit like that? Maybe I was and this is what it’s like... I tried to sit up again, but failed yet again. I eventually just settled on staying laid down.

When I opened my eyes again to look around the room, I saw color this time. I saw that some accessories in the room were beige, but still as boring as white. I turned to look at the far left corner when I heard something move. I squinted my eyes to get a better look, but all I saw was a blurry vision.

“H-hello?” I said, testing out my voice. It was rough and nearly unusable. The mystery object sat up fast, and turned to look at me, as far as I could see anyway. I blinked my eyes a couple of times, trying to regain my vision. When I finally got my sight back, I was met with brown ones.

“You’re awake! Oh my God, Zayn, I’ve missed you! I’m so sorry,” I let him drone on about something as I stared at him in confusion. Who was he? I faintly recognize him... When he was taking a breath, I decided to talk. “I’m sorry, but who are you?” I asked, because I really didn’t know. “That’s not funny Zayn, stop it...” the mystery man replied, looking me in the eyes. I shyed away, but asked again, “I’m not being funny here, who are you? And, how do you know me?” I said, now getting panicked. There was this unknown man sitting on my bed, asking if I was alright and saying sorry. I didn’t even know his name.

“I-I’m Liam... Your boy- friend.” he paused, “I’m your friend...” he paused again. “Excuse me, I have to go. I-I’ll send in Louis...” Now, Louis I remember. Stripes, red chinos, TOMS, all of that. Yeah, I remember Lou. “Okay... Liam? Bye... I guess?” I said, calming down now. Liam left the room and left me to be able to think by myself.

Who is he? How does he know me? And, where are the doctors? Also, how am I even alive?

I looked down at my wrists and saw faded scars covering them. Wait, that’s funny, I only just did it. They couldn’t have faded by now... I traced my finger tips against them. How can they be faded? I only just tried to commit suicide...

When I heard the door open, I put my wrists under the blankets and looked up to see Louis. Well, I think it was Louis. I couldn’t really tell by how fast the figure ran at me. “OH MY GOD, ZAYN, I MISSED YOU!” He screamed. “I wasn’t gone that long Lou...” I couldn’t have been. Maybe I was out a week, tops. “OH, so 14 months isn’t a long time?!” He said, sitting up and looking at me. 14 months...? I was out 14 months? But, that doesn’t happen. “Wait, how? Ohmygod... Was I... Was I.. In a coma?!” I shouted. NO! NO! NO! I couldn’t have been! “Liam didn’t tell you...?” He said, sliding off of me. “What? No, he didn’t! And, who is Liam anyway? He said that he was- is my friend, but I don’t remember him...” I asked Louis. Lou looked taken aback. “You... You don’t remember Liam?” He asked. “No, I don’t. Who is he?” I asked again. “He... He was your boyfriend...” He said.

After that I just broke down.

*Sorry for mistakes*

Yeah, yeah, it's short. Whatever... Deal with it. Haha, anyway, I should have an update later this week, around Thursday. 'Til then, continue to hate me.

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Peace, love, and blood. <3