Lovin' can heal ✔️

Chapter 9

Zayn's POV :)

"NO, no, no, come on baby, please wake up for me! Liam!" I pleaded with Liam when I saw his eyes droop closed, tears pouring down my face. I can't lose my baby now, I won't fucking lose him. In the time that I have gotten closer to this sweet angel, I have felt myself falling for him more and more each day. He was just the sweetest person I have ever come across and I needed him as much as he needed me.

I got pulled out of my thoughts by the paramedic pushing me aside to get to my little Love. He looked so small and fragile and I was fuming. How the fuck did Rodney even get close enough to my baby, without anyone noticing anything? My mind was in turmoil as I sat back watching the young paramedic helping my boyfriend, my heart racing and the tears still falling.

We got to the hospital and we all rushed into the building with Liam on the stretcher. I tried following them, but a security guard and a nurse came and stopped me, telling me I needed to wait in the waiting room while they worked on Liam. I was about to start arguing with them, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and there was my best friend, Harry.

I threw myself into his arms, not able to deal with my emotions right now and he just held me and I sobbed my heart out. I can't lose my baby, I just can't.

I don't know how long we stood like that, but eventually I calmed down and Harry led me over to the chairs, so I can sit down. I looked around and saw Louis, Jace and Landon were there as well. Louis was a wreck. His face was red and blotchy from crying and his hands were shaking. Harry was trying to calm him down as well as look after me. That didn't sit well with me, as his first duty is to his baby boy. So I pulled away from him and sat up straighter.

Harry looked at me questioningly, but I just shook my head and pointed to Louis. He quickly looked down at the feathery haired boy and sighed, knowing he wasn't being a very good Dom, by leaving his baby so miserable while he was distracted. He lifted him up onto his lap and held him tight, whispering quietly to him. I could see Louis calming down slowly, till eventually he was just letting out a small hiccup now and then.

After about an hour of just sitting, brooding in my own dark thoughts, I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and ran a frustrated hand through my hair, and started pacing up and down. "What is taking so damn long?" I growled out, not really expecting an answer. Jace came over and stood in front of me, his head hanging low as if he was ashamed.

"I am so sorry Mr Malik, I should have paid more attention and moved faster." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. I felt a brief flash of irritation, before the logical side of my mind reminded me that it wasn't his fault that this had happened. Yes, his job was to make sure that nothing happened to my baby, but he was only human after all and Rodney is one sneaky son of a bitch.

I sighed, running a hand over my face. "It's okay Jace. I know you did your best and in no way, shape or form is this your fault. If you want to do something constructive though, then you can find out how the hell he got past Campus Security. They have all been informed about him and they all have a picture of him as well." I said, trying to take charge of the situation and give Jace something to do to occupy his mind.

He looked up, gave a brief thank you and turned on his heel, walking towards the exit. I looked towards Landon, standing one side and keeping an eye on everyone that came to close to us. Then I carried on with my pacing.

Another two hours and four coffees later, I saw a doctor in scrubs coming towards us. I instantly stopped pacing and looked at him, while Harry woke up Louis, who had fallen asleep on his lap. As the doctor came closer I realised that I knew the man. It was Timmy, a masochistic Sub from our Club. His Dom was Randy, another friend of mine and a sadist at the club. They had been together for about seven months now and still seem to be going strong.