Chapter 20

I winced with every step I took up the stairs, me being released from the hospital just this morning.

You’re probably confused as to why this siezure was much worse than before.. When I fell to the ground, my head rammed into a light, causing my concussion. Adding to the worry, since I blacked out, they feared I had extensive brain damage.

Zayn was listening while the doctor delivered the news, I haven’t completely been in it since I’ve woken up. Not only did my head hurt but my entire body literally ached, even moving a finger or toe sent horrible waves of pain through my body, making walking complete hell.

Zayn placed a gentle hand on my lower back, walking up behind me in case I fell. His hands quickly grasped mine as he ran around in front of me, leading me towards his bedroom and helping me into the bed.

The comforting smell of him helped me relax as much as I possibly could, me looking up at him as he grabbed pillows and blankets, his gentle touch positioning my body.

I licked my lips to try and keep from wincing, looking up in his warm eyes and feeling tears fill my sad ones, “Thank you..” I muttered, my lip quivering and me glancing up at him again.

“Of course. Anything for you..” He whispered, tucking me in and grabbing a waterbottle for me quickly, then stripping down and climbing in next to me.

I watched his hands as he flicked on the TV, finding a random movie and just leaving it before scooting over and carefully lifting me to lay on his chest, his lips pressing to my extremely warm forehead. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, whimpering and gasping as I felt a pain in my lower stomach, Zayn immediately tensing and placing a hand on my hip.

“Normal breaths babe, take it easy.” He whispered in my ear, rubbing my side and pulling the blankets further up us. I nodded slowly and looked at his arms around me.

This is where I absolutely adored being. If I could choose exactly how my life plays out, I would make it so Zayn and I could disappear from the spotlight and just live a perfectly normal life. Get married after a while, pop out a few babies. The perfect life with the boy I love.

My attention was soon consumed by the lack of bracelets on his wrists. He never took those off, even I hadn’t seen him without them on.

I hissed in pain as I reached to lift up his arm, running my thumb over his healing scars and gently pressing my lips to it, inspecting him for any new ones, “No more. Promise me..” I breathed, looking up in his eyes.

His teeth sunk into his lips and he gave me a small smile before dropping it. His forehead met mine and his eyes glued to my blue ones, the way our lips brush and breath crossed making all the pain and stress float out of me, “I promise.” He said quietly, though honestly.

I gave him a genuine smile and pressed my lips to his in a kiss, us breaking it briefly before giving each other another peck.

I sighed slightly and looked up at him, shaking my head somewhat, “I can’t not be with you..” I said under my breath, placing a hand on his chest and feeling his once loose arms tighten around me, still gentle, just holding me closer, “I just want you..” I said even softer, covering my face and moving closer to him, groaning in pain as my body settled into its position.

“I know.. I only want you too.. But you have to be patient for a couple months, I’ll do my best.” Zayn sighed, holding my chin and kissing my lips again, “I wish things were simple.. That we could just have a night to ourselves for once. I guess we’ve had one.. But the morning didn’t go as planned. I just want you and me to be able to wake up and go at our own pace, actually cook breakfast together, maybe even shower together. I dunno, I sound extremely cringy.. I just wish I had a break to take care of you.”

I nodded in agreement, feeling his fingers run through my hair, “We have tonight and tomorrow, don’t we?” I asked quietly, his face practically stabbing me, “Oh.” I mumbled, just laying my head back on his chest.

“I tried, I argued with them on the phone for an hour at the hospital, they honestly couldn’t give a fuck about what’s important to us.. I’m so sorry..”

I nodded uncertainly and hid my face, placing my hand on his bicep and swallowing hard, “I’ll miss you..” I cried softly, his hand gently cradling the back of my head, his lips trailing from my forehead and down across my jaw.

"I’ll miss you more.. I have a couple hours though." his breath curtained my cheeks and his hands trailed down my sides to my hips, gently lifting and pulling me to lay on top of him. I huffed and settled into his warmth, my tense body attempting to relax, but giving up as the pain only progressed from it.

I closed my eyes, “I think I’m going to drop out of the movie. Maybe my creer in general. I’m kind of worn out.” I said, looking up at him and looking away at the expression he gave me.

"Babe.. You can’t give up so easily. Just, take this unfortunate events vacation time to think it over."

"But Zayn, think about, if all this stress was gone my health would improve a bit. Maybe I could even go on tour with you."

"Avery, please think this through.." Zayn said, looking away and out the window, his hand slipping from my lower to my upper back, "You love acting. It’s an amazing living. Just get through this rough patch then we’ll talk about what comes next." he cooed, his eyes landing back on mine and his fingers twirling through my hair.

I nodded and rolled my eyes slightly, burying my face in his chest and just enjoying our time together, no matter how much his subtle rejection bothered me.