~Mason Nicole's POV~
Last night a few hours after Zayn came in my family rushed in panicking. Which made it really over dramatic and extreme. Zayn played with Joy and Violet to keep them from getting restless. My parents and I came to an agreement that I didn't want visitors until I came home. But I let Ellie and all of them know what happened.
Around 3AM I convinced my family we should leave cause the doctor gave me the permission and Zayn wanted to stay at my house and sleep in the bed in the 'closet' until I get recover completely. I toy around with my phone until Zayn walks in with breakfast.
"I got pancakes with strawberry and whipped cream." He grins then leans in to kiss me.
"Thank you doll." I hum.
"How you feeling?"
"I just took my meds so I'm set for the next six hours." I take a bite out of my proper breakfast.
"That's good."
"You should be at school." I sigh.
"I'm not going back until you go back."
"I'm not gonna argue." I jokingly roll my eyes.
"Have you experienced any side effects yet?" He flirts around.
"No. See one thing you failed to notice is my eyes also get dark when I'm cold and mad."
"Actually no, your eyes turn more gray when you're cold." He searches my eyes then sits next to me on my bed.
"I wish we were at your house right now." I say.
"Why?"
"I like listening to you sing and play guitar."
"I'm a fucking softy when I sing." He rolls his eyes.
"That's why I like it. You're not as grumpy and stressed." I shrug.
"Hey shut up." He nudges me jokingly. "What song? Celeste?"
"I haven't heard that one." I think. "Let's hear it."
I was sitting in a field of pine trees
coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt
I sought a muse but the words just wouldn't come
It's been a while since I saw you at New Year
holding your breath,
your eyes upon the second hand
the way you looked is still vivid to me.
You're something out of a dream
messing with my head
I've been looking for you
Are you hiding?
Cause I like the way you're calling to me
your spell upon me
you're something out of a dream
and I like it, though I fight it
"It reminds me of you, so I sing it all the time." He mumbles.
"It's cute" I kiss below his ear and nuzzle my head onto his shoulder. He wraps his arm around my waist.
"You're cute, go to sleep pretty lady." I hear him say before I dose off.
***
"Yeah it was really fucking bad. She scared me into thinking she was gonna die." I hear Zayn say as I'm half asleep.
"I'm just glad she didn't." The Irishman, Niall, says.
"I literally wont let anyone help her or carry her." He's probably smirking.
"Why not?"
"Cause no ones gonna help her the way I want them to." He shrugs moving my head a little.
"Well shit." He laughs.
"What time is it?" I ask him softly.
"It's almost five. Niall is here to see you." He rests his head on top of mine. I look up and tell Zayn to get off so Niall can sit. "I'll be in your bathroom Mas."
"You doing alright?" He looks directly at me.
"I hurts a lot, but I mean it could've been worse. I could've been dead."
"Don't scare me with all this dead stuff Mason." He jokes a little. "I don't like losing people."
"Sorry. So how was school?"
"Fine. Chemistry is boring without your motherly scolding."
"I'll bug you from my bed then." I lighten the mood.
"I'll count on it. Let me know if you need anything at all." Niall taps on my knee then stands up to leave. He hands me a stuffed bunny.
After a while a whole shit load of people came to visit me, Ellie and Lou came by. El gave me a box of chocolates and Louis gave me a fake gun strapped to a teddy bears hand, sweet Lou. The rest of the football team came and gave me a school football jersey with 'Valentino' on the back. The cheer team came after and gave me Victoria Secret gift cards, Zayn was very happy about. And then other friends gave me more gift cards. So I guess I'll be doing a lot of shopping once I'm on my feet again.
Once everybody left my house I began to cry. And Zayn looks at me almost bizarrely.
"I won't be able to cheer Zayn." I exasperate.
"I know babe, I know"
***
"Mason Nicole I'm home." My mom chimes.
Zayn adjusts the laptop so we can watch the Titanic, which was my choice obviously.
"How's your leg?" She walks into my room.
"Still hurts. But Zayn's been here to cheer me up."
"It's the least he could do." She says under her breath.
"The hell do you mean it's the least he could do?" Once he says what he says I feel the tension pick up. "So it's my fault she got shot?"
"Zayn I didn't mea-"
"How about a thank you for not leaving Mason's side. A thank you for telling the nurse to take out the whole pint until I passed out just to make sure she had enough blood to make up for the puddle she was laying in." Zayn stands up and clenches his fists, ready to yell louder."A thank you for putting up with the hospitals bullshit policy that even though I almost died giving her blood I still couldn't see her and if it wasn't for my probation officer letting me in, I would've been in that damned waiting room until you finally showed up at two in the morning."
"I didn-"
"You're welcome, Mrs.Valentino. You're so welcome"
As usual, Zayn storms out. And I can't go after him this time.
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A/N- Ahh sorry for the chapter overload I'm just trying to catch up to where the story was in my previous version. If you liked it make sure to vote, comment and share. Thanks for reading!
~LarrysAngels xx
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ФанфикMason Nicole Valentino hasn't had a boyfriend since about fourteen. Ever since then, every guy seemed tempting, too close, too smooth, and too god damn attractive. Zayn is evidently tempting, but irresistible if you couldn't tell. She resents it and...