The Help~(Completed♡)

Decided Dad

Luke's P.O.V.

"How is he?", Kaden asked as soon as I walked through the door.

"He still hasn't woken up kid. I'll call and tell you guys the second he does."

"I-I know. I was just hoping."

"Me too." Zayn was in a coma. His dad was in jail. It'd been a month since he left, a week in a coma. "How was your day?", I asked Kaden. I still had other kids who needed me too.

"Good. Great, actually. I got an A on that math test you and Brady helped me with. And I made a new friend!"

"That's great kiddo! I'm really proud of you."

"Thanks dad." I went into the kitchen as Brayden threw wet pasta at the wall. Bella laughed as he smiled,

"See? It's done because it sticks to the wall."

"What're you guys doing?", I laughed. They both spun around as Brayden took the pasta off the wall and put it in the trash, blushing,

"Sorry." Bella came over and hugged me,

"We're making pasta."

"For dinner?" They nodded. "Awe. Thank you."

"It's fun! Brayden's been teaching me how to cook."

"That's great love. I'm gonna go check on the others. Do you guys need any help?"

"We've got it dad.", Brayden said smiling. I nodded. "Hey, check on Callum for me. He had a weird day." I nodded,

"On it." I made my way upstairs, finding Callum asleep in his room. I sat on the end of the bed, petting his hair as he woke up a little,

"Dad?"

"Hey kid. Are you okay?" He shrugged, sitting up and hugging me. "What's wrong?"

"If my dad came to get me, I wouldn't go."

"I told Zayn I'd fight for him to stay and I would for any of you."

"So why didn't you?"

"He wanted to try and fix it."

"Well I don't. If my dad comes back, please fight for me to stay."

"I will baby. I promise."

"You're my dad. I've decided." I chuckled,

"Good."

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I woke up as my phone rang on the nightstand,

"Yes?", I asked quietly, trying not to wake Calvin and Kaden.

"Luke Michaels?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"I'm nurse Heidi. You're listed as Zayn's guardian here."

"Is he okay?", I asked, sitting up.

"He's awake."

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"We don't know if he has all his memory. Prepare for him to not recognize you.", the doctor said softly. I nodded,

"Okay." He opened the door as I walked in and Zayn looked up from the hospital bed,

"Dad!" I let out a breath of relief, hugging him tightly,

"Hey Zayny.", I whispered, "How do you feel?"

"Fine.", he shrugged, "Can-Can I come home?"

"Please."