What are the Odds? *Zayn Malik*

Back Pains

~Mackenzies POV~

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My back hurts like balls! Urrgg!

"Holy fucker fucking fuck!" I put my hand on my back.

"Whats wrong MK?" Zayn asked me. 

"My back is killing me."

"Want me to get the docter?"

"Nahh, he should be back here in a few minutes anyways. I need to take my medacine." He nodded.

"Well if theres anything I can do lemme know!"

"Your such a good boyfriend. I wish I remember what happened between us."

"I wish you remembered too. I do. But it isnt your fault you dont remember."

"I know. But it makes me mad sometimes. Your just so sweet, and caring. Any other boy wouldve left me."

"Im not like those other boys." He smiled. I smiled back.

"When am I aloud to leave this hospital? Theres nothing to do here!"

"When the docter comes ask." I nodded. My docter, Dr. Will, came in a few minutes after.

"Hows everything going Mackenzie?" He asked me.

"My back is killing me. I can barely move. Its killing me to sit here."

"I see. Well lets try having you sit up. I have your medacine, then Ill take a look at your back." I nodded and sat up. I took my medacine.

"Im going to push certain parts of your back, and tell me on a scale of 1-10 how bad it hurts."

"Okay." I said and he started pushing my back. it was more my upper back that hurt. He pushed the right upper side of my back. I coudlnt help it. "Fuck!" I yelled.

"Well I guess we see where it hurts the most. We are just going to take you for a quick x-ray."

"Okay." I said and I layed back down. The docter walked out of the room and a few minutes later a nurse came in to take my x-ray.

I guess part of my ribs are cracked, and I need to get a surgery to get them fixed. I guess its not that big of a deal though. My surgery is schedled for tomorrow. 3 hours. 

"Zayn, not trying to be mean er anything, but I think you should go home and shower. Your hair is a mess, and you look like a hobo."

"Thanks babe. I really appreciate it." He said sarcasticyly. "But I guess I should."

"I think itd be a great thing. But you can come back when your done. Im not going any where. Trust me."

"Ill see you later Mk. Buh bye!" he kissed me goodbye and started walking out the door.

Short chapter(: I just needed to write something! I just needed to. I feel like this story is horrable. Bleck.