Lovin' can heal ✔️

Chapter 10

Liam's POV :)

Darkness and pain. That's all that registered at first, especially the pain. Then slowly other things started registering. First was the annoying beep, beep, beep in the background, then the fact that I was lying down on something, a bed. After that, I could feel something rough against my fingertips, making them twitch.

I felt the roughness move away from my hand and I tried to open my eyes to see what the hell was going on. I slowly started opening my eyes and at first, all I could see were blurry images. Then my eyes started to focus a bit more, I saw the most beautiful sight ever. Zayn was leaning over me, his lips were trembling, his eyes bloodshot and his hair in a complete mess, but he was beautiful nonetheless. "Z-Zayn...?" I whispered, my throat being far too dry to talk any louder.

I briefly closed my eyes, then opened them again. I looked past him and saw the white walls and then I looked down at the bed. I was in a hospital, but why? I couldn't remember what happened at first, but then the images started coming. One by one, they flashed in front of my eyes, making my breathing pick up pace and making the machine I was attached to, beep even louder.

"...am, Liam, come on baby, calm down for me. Come on sweetheart, listen to my voice and calm down. You're safe now." I finally registered Zayn talking to me, trying to soothe me. I looked up into his eyes, the dark hazel orbs swirling with emotion. He was taking deep, even breaths, so I tried to copy him and felt myself relaxing and calming down.

Just as I was starting to feel better, a woman came rushing into my room, causing my anxiety to spike again. Zayn put a calming hand on my shoulder and scowled at the woman. She seemed to be a nurse, based on the uniform she was wearing, but she didn't give off that safe and comforting vibe that people usually associate with nurses. She had bleach blonde hair, way too much make-up and her uniform was at least two sizes too small for her, causing her breasts too almost fall out the top. Her eyes immediately zeroed in on Zayn and I could feel him tense up. "What can I do for you, Sir" She said in a sultry voice, trying to be seductive. Wow, was she barking up the wrong tree, I thought to myself, as a giggle escaped.

I slapped a hand over my mouth, and the movement, caused the pain in my side to radiate throughout my abdomen. I groaned in pain and Zayn immediately looked down at me, the look of annoyance at the nurse, turning to worry. "Are you okay baby?" he asked, not caring what the nurse thought, or even bothering with her question. "H-hurts.." I gasped out through the pain.

Zayn looked up at the nurse and caught her looking at me with absolute disgust, before quickly masking it. But unfortunately for her, she was too late. "To answer your question Nurse, how about you go and find someone that isn't a total fucking slut, so that they can come and help my boyfriend and inform the Doctor that he is awake." he told her, his voice as cold as ice. The nurse turned bright red in the face, from both anger and embarrassment, before storming out of the room.

We waited a few minutes for another Nurse to come, while Zayn just ran his fingers through my hair, soothing me again. It always amazed me how safe this man made me feel, like he would never hurt me. I was probably an idiot for trusting him as much as I did, but I just couldn't help but feel like he can be trusted.

As he got me completely calm again, the door opened. This time the nurse was almost the complete opposite of the blonde bimbo. This nurse was short, portly and seemed to be in her fifties, maybe. Her grey hair caught up in a bun, with a motherly aura radiating off of her. "Nice to see you finally awake, bunny. How you feeling?" She asked as she walked closer to my bedside. I tensed up at first, but Zayn just kept running his fingers through my hair. The nurse looked up at Zayn and smiled at him. "Okay, my name is Eliza, sweetheart, can you maybe tell me how you are feeling at the moment?" she said as she looked down at me, her blue/green eyes twinkling at me.

"I-I'm r-really sore and my throat f-feels really d-dry." I stuttered out, feeling quite flustered. She quickly took the cup from my bedside table and went and filled it from the tap in the bathroom. When she came back, there was a straw in it as well. She handed it to Zayn, "He has to take slow, small sips for now. We really don't want him throwing up and tearing his stitches, now do we?" She said, raising an eyebrow at Zayn. "No Ma'am, we don't want that." he replied, smiling down at the small woman. She might be small, but I had a feeling that this little woman could have most doctors shaking in their shoes.

Zayn helped me take a few sips of water, while the nurse went ahead and checked my vitals. She said that the Doctor had already been called and was on his way to see me. "Well, everything looks good bunny, just rest now till the doc gets here. I'll see y'all in a bit." she said, smiling widely as she made her way out the room.

Zayn smiled down at me, "Are you okay Little One?" he asked, his eyes still looking haunted. Before I could answer him though, there was a small knock on the door, before it opened. A small built man in scrubs walked in and smiled at us both. "How's my patient feeling?" he asked, sounding extremely chirpy and happy. I looked up at Zayn, seeing him smiling gently at the small, hyper man. A feeling of jealousy hit me so strong, that I gasped. Zayn looked down at me quickly, and almost like he could tell what I was thinking, he smiled at me, squeezing my hand.

"Liam, I want you to meet Timmy. He is the Surgeon that operated on you when you were brought in. He is also dating one of the guys from the club and a good friend of mine, Randy." He said, smiling at the Doctor, who was now blushing madly. "N-nice to m-meet you T-timmy." I said, blushing as well. If he was dating someone from the club, then that meant he was probably a sub, seeing how small he was, as well as the blush that still coated his cheeks. He really is pretty, I thought to myself.

"Good evening, and nice to meet you too Liam. How are you feeling now?" he asked, picking up my chart and going over the nurse's notes. "I-I'm very sore." I said, blushing at my stuttering. "Aww, you're too cute. Congrats Master Zayn, he's adorable." the little man gushed, before becoming serious.

Zayn just shook his head at Timmy and smiled. "Right, so I've prescribed you some pain meds Liam. They're quite strong, so we will have to keep you in hospital for another day or two. After that, I will prescribe some lighter pain meds and you will be able to go home. I'm assuming you will be staying with Master Zayn, so at least you will have help on hand." he said, giving Zayn a questioning look. Zayn nodded at him and he went back to my chart. "Okay, as for your injury, luckily nothing major was hit by the bullet, so there weren't any complications. You should be just fine after a few weeks of healing. If it's okay with Master Zayn, I would like to come see you in a few days at home, just to make sure you are healing properly and that there is no infection." he says, raising a questioning eyebrow at Zayn on the last part. Zayn just nodded at the young man, while looking down at me.

There was a look in his eyes that had not been there before. I wasn't too sure what it was, but it almost left me breathless as I completely forgot about the Doctor and just stared up into Zayn's eyes. I finally came back to my senses when I heard a thoat being cleared. Timmy was blushing to the roots of his hair, but smiling at us. "I will leave you now and come back to see you tomorrow Liam. Try to get as much sleep as you can, it helps with the healing." He said as he moved away from my bed.

"Thank you Timmy, we really couldn't have asked for a better surgeon to work with Liam." Zayn said, smiling down at the sub, who blushed even more at the praise. I couldn't control the giggle that escape my lips. Timmy was just too adorable. He was this confident and competent surgeon, but he was so submissive and sweet at the same time. He left the room, after saying good night to us and closed my door again.

"How about I gently move you over so I can lie next to you, then we can try to get some sleep sweetheart. It's been a long day." Zayn said, waiting for my confirmation. I nodded, blushing again and he helped move me over a bit, but he did so very gently. Once I was moved and made comfortable again, he slid in next to me, wrapping his big arms around my small frame.

I have never felt more comfy or safer in my entire life. He kissed my forehead and pulled me gently into his body.

"Get some sleep my love. I'm right here to protect you, so you can sleep safely." he whispered against my hair. I could feel my eyelids drooping closed and didn't even try to fight it. Zayn was right, it had been a damn long day and I was exhausted.

As I fell asleep, I could have sworn I heard Zayn murmur something against my hair, but I must have been hearing things, due to the pain meds the doctor had injected into my drip before he left, because there is no way he could have possible said the words I had heard.

  I love you Little One.