Harry's POV
It's been two days since Aisha is in the hospital. The fear amongst us was increasing as the time was passing by. It was like a part of us was being taken away. Louis, Eleanor, Zayn and Trisha stayed with her at the hospital yesterday.
It's 8:43 in the morning right now, and I'm on my way to the airport. Aisha's parents, Muskaan and Alia are arriving today. I'm scared to face them. I called Alia yesterday, she was not even able to speak.
We haven't met each other since Aisha's birthday party. Yup, the night since we made out. I have been questioning myself since then, do I like her? But that was not important right now.
I made my way into the airport as I reached. I was in disguise, careful enough that no one would spot me. We did contact Simon and told him everything about this, he agreed to postpone the concerts. In all, everything was fucked up, all because of that asshole Rohan.
I walked towards the family as I spotted them. All their faces were dull, worried. Last time I met them, they were all bubbly and happy. But the situation was total different right now.
I hesitantly hugged her father. He hugged me back, with a pat on my back. "How was your flight?" I asked. He gave me a half-smile.
"Better than the situation right now.." He answered. I knew he was trying to lighten the mood, but it wasn't his fault. Nothing was helping right now.
We went to Zayn's flat first. He wasn't here, but I had his keys with me. I helped them settle their luggage. Muskaan broke down into tears as she saw the photos of Ash and Zayn on the wall. The pics made me tear up too. It would never be easy to see our best friend struggling for life. Ash was my best friend too, but she and Muskaan had their bond from the past decade.
We left for the hospital after a while. I insisted them to rest for some time, but they didn't listen to me. Afterall, they were her family.
We walked towards the room. They decided to stay in the hospital today, while I came to take Zayn with me to his flat. I knew he won't be stable on his own.
I opened the door and let them in. I saw Zayn sitting beside her bed, holding her hand. Lou told me that he hasn't moved from this position. Maybe he didn't even sleep. His eyes looked tired and blood shot red, but he was wide awake hoping some sign from Aisha.
I stepped out and closed the door of the room. I leaned on the wall beside the door, and rubbed my face with my hands as tears started forming. It pained to see them like this. This was the first time I was seeing Zayn so weak and vulnerable. When he confessed to me that he was falling for Aisha, I thought it would end up like his other relationships too. But I was wrong, their bond was way different than any of his relationships. They still had a long way to go, and I believed that they would.
The door beside me opened and Alia stormed out of the room. I watched her as she angrily walked towards the chairs and sat down furiously. She hid her face in her hands, while leaning her elbows on her knees. I could hear her sniffles.
I sighed and walked towards her, and slowly sat down beside her. She took a deep breath and looked at her front. She definitely felt my presence.
"Are you okay?" I knew it was a stupid question, but I still asked. She just looked at her front and nodded.
"I'm fine... Why would I not be okay? I know she's my sister, but I still hate her.." She tried saying in a stern tone, but her voice crack was audible. She couldn't pretend more than that.
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