Dear Zayn (Ziall Horlik) *HIATUS*

47.

*Zayn's POV*

[Not Edited *sue me I'm tired*]

I rushed out of Perrie's apartment and to the hospital.

How could I be so stupid. Apparently the boys had been calling for a reason. I was just so stupid Niall is in the hospital and I don't know what to do. I'm crying a bit too.

As I get out the car I run into the hospital. "Niall Horan." I said.

"He's still in surgery." She said and I slowly walked towards the waiting room.

I walked in the waiting room to be greeted by 5 angry faces.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Harry yelled.

"My phone was on silent." I said quietly.

"For the 7 fucking hours we've been calling." Louis said this time.

"I'm here now. Now what happened?" I asked.

"He got hit by a semi and his car flipped over but he's just fine." Eleanor said sarcastically scowling at me.

"When will he be out of surgery?" I asked.

"The hell if we know. We've been getting updates and he's been doing fine." Danielle said sitting down.

I sat down with them.

*Doctor operating POV* (weird ik)

"Thank god that airbag didn't break his neck." Karen said.

"I'll the get the CDs out of his leg, you Smith remove the glass from his head and Gonzales keep an eye on his vitals. ." I said.

"Good he looked like a good kid." Some nurse I didn't know the name of said.

"Apparently he wasn't in the wrong. He had a green light." I said throwing a piece of glass into the bowel.

"Yeah he taught my son how to play guitar." Max said.

A series of alarms went off. I looked up at the screen. Dear god.

"He's coding. Push hemostasis. And get the crash cart." I yelled.

They pulled out the paddles and shocked him once and he was fine.

Once they got it under control I finished taking the CDs out. Piece by piece I dropped the cd in the bowl. Things like this shouldn't happen to people as young as him.

"Anderson come help with the sutures." I said and they helped me suture up his cd wounds.

Next we have to move on the the piece of grill he has stuck inside his stomach. To be honest this is one of the most gory surgeries I have ever performed. Me and three other men grabbed it quickly and with three swift movements yanked out faster. If we would have done it slower it would have put him at risk for damaging more of his intestines.

"The family of Niall Horan need a update." A nurse said.

"I'm done here. Sew his intestines. Remove the rest of the glass and sew that up along with the rest of his body." I said and they all gave a nod.

They took off my gloves while I took of my smock like shirt and washed my hands. I dried them and left out. I went to the waiting room.

"Family and Friends of Niall Horan." I called and immediately a girl with brown curly hair jumped up.

"Hi I'm Eleanor how is he?" She asked.

She looked so tired and sad.

"I'm going to tell you the truth. He coded-" I said but another guy with green eyes cut me off.

"What does that mean?" She asked.

"He went into cardiac arrest and his brain started bleeding. But we stopped it. He still has glass still lodged in his head but is being carefully removed and sutured. That is all for now. He'll probably be an hour in surgery longer then he is then moved to his room. Unfortunately you will not get to see him today." I said sympathetically.

*Zayn's POV*

I start standing.

"I'm I'm going to take Eleanor home. She really needs someone shoulder right now." Danielle said leaning a crying Eleanor on her shoulder.

"Lou you comfort Harry. I'll condor Zayn. That is if he needs me too." Liam said turning towards me.

"M'fine." I said lowly.

Of course I wasn't fine. I just got news that my best friend got hit by a semi and just 'coded' or whatever the hell that meant. I'm not fine I won't be fine because while I've been being a jack ass all day people have been calling me non stop pertaining to Niall and I've rejected all the calls. I'm such a horrible friend. I just want to hold him and kiss his forehead and make sure no one hurts him.

I felt a arm around my shoulder and I was pulled into a hug. I then realized I was crying. I hugged whoever this was tight. When I pulled away I saw Harry looking at me.

"Just do right okay? But I'm hurting on the inside just like you. I believe the love of my life right now is getting operated on and I am scared for my fucking life. But I'm trying to stay strong because I know that I'm not the one for him. At least in his opinion. So this is hurting me more than its hurting anyone in this room right now because it's you. He wants you. I can't keep letting him be pained by this war between me and you over him when you're the clear winner. And maybe you knew that and were being to much of an ass and vain about it that he was thinking otherwise but there you have it. Niall is yours. But I will not stop caring about him because I still love him and we've been best mates and our friendship will not end because of this. Treat him right. Do right. Break up with Perrie. DO NOT make me regret not fighting for him. Because with a little more effort I could've had him." He whispered getting loud at some points and adding emphasis on some words.

I nodded and he whipped away his and my tears.

"Let Liam stay with you. You need someone Zayn. We all do." Harry said louder in his normal voice now cracking at minimum.

We all headed out the hospital. And made our way home. I'll be breaking up with Perrie tomorrow. I have to prove my love for Niall and I hate that that took Niall to get hit by a semi or Harry to just pass him over to make me realize that I'm a fucking idiot who should have saw Niall standing right in front of my face all this time. Practically begging me to love him.

"Zayn c'mon inside." Liam said and I sighed getting out the car walking into my Niall-less home.

(A/N: I know most of you don't read AN's but for anybody who does:

I was getting all doctors because I was watching back to back episodes of Grey's Anatomy and like I love that show so it made me want to write about surgical stuff.

Oh and I know you guys hate Perrie and so that's why I wasn't going to put in there how Zayn is still oblivious and instead of making the problem better he makes it worst by proposing to her. And I just didn't think you guys could be put through that type of torture.

Oh and like what's your favorite song or songs on four? Because I like know all the words to Night changes, Fools Gold, Clouds, and Spaces.

Would you think I was a bitch I'd i thought there was more Zarry pictures on Google than Ziall ones. Because I literally think it is like whet? ZIALL IS FUCKING REAL.

P.S: I curse a lot sometimes and it's totally not intentional just a way to express words or feelings that other words cant describe more than 'asshole' or 'fucking bïtch'