Fall (One Direction) [Sequel To Run]

Chapter Three

And then I'm asleep again.

But I don't dream, which is a blessing, I suppose. No dreams, but no nightmares, either.

And I worry about Callin.

And I worry about Louis.

And I sleep again.

-

I wake up again, but this time feels . . . real. Not like a dream.

My head's not hurting so much any-more.

I feel more . . . here. Present.

There's someone in my room.

“Hello?” I ask, my throat feeling raw and sort of painful.

Then I remember I have eyes, and open them.

Zayn's standing next to my bed.

I look him over, searching for . . . clues.

I don't know what happened.

All I know is we got to the party, I had a few drinks, and then I woke up in a hospital.

Actually, the hospital.

The one I spent a week in, after . . . what happened two months ago.

Zayn's eyes are red.

“How are you?” he asks, his voice cracking.

“What happened?” I ask.

And Zayn does something I've only seen him do once before.

He breaks down.

Sobbing.

He falls into the chair next to my bed and just cries.

-

Liam comes in a minute or two later. He takes one look at Zayn, and lifts him up and practically carries him out of my room.

Zayn falls into a chair in the hallway; I can see him through the window.

Liam comes back in.

“How are you?” he asks me.

“I . . . my head hurts a bit” I say honestly. I don't mention how I can't seem to focus on anything very long. I don't want to worry him. “What happened?”