Addicted To You

Chapter 51

Zayn's POV

After Maisie ran out, Liam went after her. They re-entered my room about ten minutes later.

"Are you okay?" I asked Maisie. She didn't answer. Weird. I thought nothing of it and started talking to Liam. He seemed quieter, like he didn't want to talk to me.

"We've got to get going, we need to get home. Maisie's Mum needed help with something," Liam said after a few minutes. I just continued to scroll through a news post that was online, something about a dog saving someone from a burning building. I gave a 'mmhmm'. They soon left, leaving me alone in my horrible yellow hospital room.

I knew I'd have to get out of here eventually, I was already bored and I'd been alone for like ten minutes. My ankle was sprained but it didn't hurt at all. My crutches were laid right next to my bed. I was already dressed so I decided to get myself out of here.

I slipped one of my Doc Marten boots on the foot that wasn't strapped up. I threw my other boot in my backpack and put it on my back. I wrapped my hands around the handles and began to hobble out of the room.

Luckily there were no nurses floating around to stop me. They must've been busy with something else. I walked to the lift and managed to escape without been caught.

I made my way out of the double doors. Photographers, fans and various other people were outside. Cameras started to flash. Great, that'll be on the internet within the hour. To be honest I didn't really care anymore, if they wanted to take a picture, let them. I walked past them, the huddle following me. People shot questions at me but I ignored all of them. Most people got bored and went back to their little pathetic lives.

A few persistent ones followed me for half of the journey home but even they got bored eventually. I arrived at the house I'd missed so much. It was just like I remembered it, it still needed painting and the flowers still needed watering. I slowly walked up the driveway.

I took a deep breath and rang the door bell. I heard Louis shouting that he wasn't getting it, then I heard Niall saying he wouldn't get it because he was eating. Nothing had changed there then. Niall eating and Louis shouting, just like the good old days.

Harry eventually opened the door. He was looking at the floor, messing with his hair as he pulled the door open.

"Yea-" he froze. I'd noticed that a lot of people froze when they saw me, I must just have that effect on people. His voice became weak and he whispered, "Zayn?"

"Um, hi Hazza," I said. I expected Maisie or Liam to answer to be honest. Harry called Niall and Louis, their faces exactly the same. Then the door was shut in my face. Nice welcome back. I heard whispering behind the door.

"Zayn?" I heard Maisie's voice behind me, "Why are you here?"

"Um, had nowhere else to go really," I admitted.

"Where have you been staying for the last two years then?" she said, in a sassy tone. She'd been spending too much time with Louis.

"Just a hostal not far from the park, some big house that me and a load of other people all shared," I replied.

"The one that's literally just down the road from the park?" she asked, walking closer to me. I nodded. "I went there to look for you, the boy that answered the door told me that no one called Zayn lived there,"

"Oh, that's because I didn't use my real name. What did the boy look like? Blonde, tall, blue eyes?" I asked. She nodded in reply. "That's Jamie,"

"Oh, well do you want to come in then?" She asked. I smiled and followed her up to the front door. She pulled her key from her pocket and lifted it to the lock. The door swung open just as she went to slot the key into the lock. Louis face appeared with Harry and Niall behind him.

"Oh hey guys, um, you, um, know who this is," she stuttered nervously.

"Yes we do, what the hell is going on? Is this some joke, Maisie?" Louis said sassily.

"I...um...no," she said. She seemed hurt that he would think that. I explained that she had nothing to do with me 'dying'. He apologised to Maisie for jumping to conclusions.

"Zayn, you have a lot of explaining to do," Louis said, opening the door letting us in fully. He pointed to the sofa, basically telling me to sit down, now. I did as I was told and took a seat. Maisie sat on the other sofa looking really worried. I didn't know what she was worried about. I should be the one scared, Louis was annoyed with me. Usually when he's annoyed with you, your best option is to run...fast.

Louis started interrogating me on what I'd been doing for the last year, why I did what I did, why I didn't speak to my Mum. He gave me the exact same lecture that Maisie did back at the hospital. I answered to all of his questions and explained everything while Harry and Niall sat by Maisie listening to every word I said.

Harry looked as if he was going to cry, he always had been the emotional one. Liam was the responsible one, Louis was the sassy one, Niall was the one who ate a lot, I was always known as the mysterious one and Maisie had always been the beautiful, sweet girl that everyone loved, including me.

Louis eventually let me free and I explored the house. Everything had changed. I needed to check out my bedroom, if it was still my bedroom. They could be using it for something else.