Mistakes || H.S. ||

chapter 72

Zoe's POV

I mademy way through this cold hospital, known as John Hopkins Memorial Hospital. Mostly because, Nathan is here. Somewhere. I had no where to put my suitcase, so I just brought it with.

I drug the suitcase, through the hospital, searching for just a front desk.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a firm, lady sitting looking at her computer. Finally!

I coughed, "Excuse me?" I interrupted. She looked at me, "Can you please tell me where Nathan White is?" I asked nicely.

She nodded, while glancing down at her computer. She was typing a few things, then looked back at me.

"Uhh, yes. He's in room 247." I mumbled a thank you, before making my way to his hospital room.

I kept walking until i finally got closer.

244........

245.........

246.........

247! I'm finally here.

I sighed, taking a deep breath before I walk into the room.

This will probably change a lot of things. If he's okay, or if he's not.

I debated on leaving my suitcase out in the hall, and I decided to it. I sat it right against the wall beside the door.

I slightly knocked, seconds later a tall, broad man opened the door.

"Zoe?" The man stuttered, he looked like he has been crying.

My eyebrows raised, he looked awfully familiar.

When suddenly, I remembered him. It's Nathan's dad...

"Uh, Curt.." I tried giving a sympathetic smile.

He moved out of my way, before motioning me to come in.

Tears sprang to my eyes, soon as I looked at Nathan's lifeless body.

"Oh god." I cried, holding my arm up against the wall, trying to keep myself stable.

"Sh, Zoe. Come here." Curt pulled me into a loving hug. He's always been a good guy. And all the years I knew Nathan, I knew Curt was a very great dad.

"Why. Why did he do this to himself?!" I shouted, crying into Curt's arm. We pulled apart, taking a seat in the chair.

That's when I took notice at Nathan.

He had tubes coming out of his throat and nose. IV's coming out of his arms. Everything, I didn't want to see. He was breathing normally. Thankfully, he was asleep.

"Did you know he did all these horrible drugs??" Curt asked. I shook my head.

"I had no idea." And then I explained that day, when the boys found him doing the drugs. And how he was acting differently. The only thing I never mentioned was how he slapped me.

For almost half an hour, Curt explained how Nathan lived with him for a while. Then one day, Nathan told Curt that I was back at Zac's house. He said, Nathan was so glad.

"I-I remember after graduation, I caught him smoking dope behind the house with Peyton and Conner.." Curt mentioned. I nodded, they were his best friends. Them three boys did everything together.

"I just can't believe he was doing cocaine! He freaking overdosed Zoe! I don't know if he will wake up! They are trying to get them out of his system! When I found him passed out, his heart wasn't beating..." He cried. Harder, than I expected.

I had no words to say. Nathan was a great guy, he had his moments where he was a jackass. But who couldn't love him?

Ya know, this made me realize something... me cheating on Harry, was probably the biggest, stupidest move I ever did. Nathan was only a friend, and I just realized that. Having all the memories and flashbacks coming back to me.

I didn't like Nathan, just having a normal guy like me back, got to me. That's kind of weird thing to say. Who wouldn't want a celebrity boyfriend?

Well, when it comes down to them leaving for tour and you traveling with them. It's tough.. It gets to you sometimes. You always have that guy feeling they will cheat on you with a hot fan. It's hard actually.

I just never realized all this from when I did this to Harry until now.

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I've been here in Nathan's room for almost 4 hours, just complete silence. Only hearing, monitors beeping noises and silent breathing.

I laid my head against the back of the chair, getting ready to doze off. Not wanting to leave his side.

"Zoe." I heard Curt whisper.

"What." I mumbled.

"Let's go, visiting hours are over." He whispered. I nodded, rubbing my eyes.

"Want me to drop you off at Madison's house?" He asked.

I nodded.

I walked out, grabbing my suitcase. We started walking to the door. Curt rubbed my back soothingly. "Nathan will be okay, he's a tough little bastard." He laughed, trying lighten the mood.

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We arrived at Madison's house, 15 minutes later.

"Thanks!" I yelled at Curt, making my way up the porch steps. He waved, pulling out of the driveway.

I opened the door quietly, because it was about midnight.

"Who the fuck is here?" I heard Zac shout. I forgot to call them, I tell them I'd be stopping by. Oops.

I giggled, "Just me, dude."

Zac grabbed his chest, like a shot of relief went through him. "God! Why didn't you tell me your were coming!"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?" He said again.

"You don't know?" I said...

"Know what?" He asked, confused.

"Nathan's in the hospital, from overdosing?" I said, Zac gasped.