Going InZayn [SEQUAL TO TAKING THE WRONG DIRECTION]

Chapter 12

My body was tingling as I woke up again. The light from the room burned my retinas as I tried to open my eyes. There was an oxygen mask on over my face, which iritated me at record speed.

"Liam?" I moaned, not really able to see anything. The bed moved as someone sat down. Liam sat the bed up so I could see. Liam was on the bed, Harry and Ronnie were sitting together in the corner of the room, Louis was standing by the door, and Niall was crying on the other side of me.

"It's okay Zayn, we're here. Everything's okay," Liam said soothingly.

"Vas happenin?" I moaned, the mask making my voice sound strange. Liam looked at the others nervously.

"You... attempted suicide. You injected painkillers into your heart and you... almost didn't make it," he said quietly. His voice sounded broken and pained. Niall cried a little harder next to me. I... almost died? Ronnie's eyes watered and she burried her face into Harry's arm. Lucky Harry.

"What made you think you could kill yourself?" Louis asked from the corner. I have no idea how he got the nerve to say that, conciering he nearly saw Harry kill himself. Harry's eyes fell to the floor and Loui just realized what he said. I took off the oxygen mask and took in a breath of normal air.

"Gabe," I said in a light whisper. Harry rolled his eyes.

"My god Zayn," I heard from him.

"Harry, he can't help it!" Niall yelled, voice cracking. Everyone stared at him, suprised to see Niall yell like that. My eyes fell and I felt humiliated. Liam's phone started ringing and he pulled it out causiously.

"It's Si," he said nervously. Everyone looked at eachother.

"Answer it," Niall said. Liam swallowed, pressed talk, then pressed speaker.

"Hey Si, how's it going?" Louis asked casually.

"Hows it going? HOW'S IT GOING!?" This is not going to end well. "Harry, what were you doing in a rehab center!? And Zayn, you're such a freak! You see things that don't exist!" he yelled. My heart dropped when he called me a freak. Liam rubbed my leg lightly.

"Simon, we understand you're mad, but please don't yell at Harry and Zayn like this. A lot is going on right now, and you yelling isn't helping them get any better," Liam explained into the phone. I sank back into the bed, wishing I could disappear.

"You were so close!" Gabe yelled from next to Niall. I wanted to talk to her, but not while the lads were here.

"Well, I'm sorry for stating a fact," Simon said. Ouch, that was salt in the wound. My eyes watered a bit and Liam gave me a sympathetic look.

"With all due respect Simon, shut up," Niall said sternly. Everyone stared at the little irish man.

"Exuse me?"

"Stop talking. You're making it worse." Niall sat on the other side of the bed and took my hand. Simon was quiet.

"When Zayn's out of the hospital, I want all five of you in my office," he said before hanging up. Liam turned off his phone and shoved it into his pocket. Niall and Liam watched me closely.

"Zayn?" Niall asked. My heart was breaking and I felt numb all over. I couldn't hold the tears back anymore and they slipped out of my eyes, to my dismay. "Oh Zayn," Niall said, wrapping his arms around my neck. I burried my face into his neck and wrapped my arms around his waist. I closed my eyes and just let the tears fall from my eyes. I hated crying in front of other people, but I couldn't help it this time. One Direction is most likely ruined because of me. Niall just held me, not speaking or moving or anything. The others eventually vanished from the room, but I didn't care. All that mattered to me right now was me and Niall. I'm so glad I have my little lepricaun in my life. I don't know what I would do without him in my life. He rocked me back and forth a little, rubbing up and down my spine carefully. Gabe sat in the corner, looking annoyed at my weakness.

"I've ruined One Direction," I whispered.

"No you didn't Zayn. You've done nothing wrong. It's okay."

"No it's not. I tried to kill myself twice." I let Niall go and sat up. "I'm so so so sorry I did this Niall. I'm sorry I'm such a screw up all the time," I sobbed. Niall reached up and wiped the continuous tears from my eyes.

"Zayn, listen to me right now; you are not a screw up. You've just had a bad run for the last few weeks, it's okay." Niall moved his fingers up and pushed my clingy hair off my forehead. "If anything, I should be saying sorry." I looked at him, a little confused.

"Why?"

"You needed me and I wasn't there. I just thought you were crazy and needed some time alone." Niall's eyes began to water and he wiped the tears away before they could roll down his cheeks. The little lepricaun moved up and wrapped his arms around me again. I hugged him back, laying my head on his shoulder. I could hear his large, loving heart beating powerfully in his chest. I closed my eyes and focused on it's strong rhythem.

"I love you Niall."

"I love you too Zayn. And don't you never, ever forget it."