Three's a Crowd

Rose and Zayn have been best friends since before they can remember. When Zayn's life is completely turned upside down and he becomes 1/5 of the world's biggest boyband, he and Rose reconnect. Upon reuniting with Zayn, Rose meets the rest of the band, and nothing could prepare her for what was to come.


17. Hurt

Rose POV


I was hurt. Everything hurt. My head was pounding, my body was stinging, and my eyes were weighted and droopy. I wanted to open them. Why couldn't I open them? I strained with all of my might, but they stayed closed. I couldn't move my body either. Where was I? The air smelled different, the bed was harder. The last thing I remembered was Zayn...and the blonde...and the razor.


Was I dead? I thought death would be better than this, more peaceful. If this was what it was like to be dead, I wanted to be undead, now.


But no, I couldn't be dead. I was in too much pain, and it was physical pain. You wouldn't feel that in heaven, would you? Unless I was in hell. Lovely.


Then I heard voices.


"I don't know if this relationship with Harry is healthy for her right now."




"I think she needs Zayn to be there for her, I mean, he's been through this with Rose, he can handle it." If I could frown, I would have. I don't need Zayn. Not after what he put me through. Harry was good for me. I loved him. Not Zayn.


"Yeah but...Zayn did this to her, in a way." I would recognize that accent anywhere. Nialler!


"Well, it's not really up to us, now is it? I guess Rose has to decide who and what is good for her. It's her life." Thank you Louis.


The conversation ceased, and I grew restless. Someone needed to get me out of here, NOW. I was almost positive I was in the hospital. I don't like hospitals. Not since James... I couldn't be here. Get me out!


I started to kick, but my legs wouldn't move with my brain. I needed to get out! They were going to send me to therapy, or a shrink or some bullshit like that. There was no way in hell I was going back. GET ME OUT.


I struggled harder, and still, I couldn't move. I tried to scream. Nothing. I struggled harder still, and I yelled as I fought, or at least, I tried to.


"I think her foot just twitched!" said Niall.


A foot twitch? Really? That's all I got out of this? I heard the boys move, and a door opened. "Zayn, Harry, get in here! I think she's waking up!"


Not Zayn. I don't want Zayn in here. But I guess that wasn't important right now. What was important was getting me awake and out of this goddamn hospital.


"Get me out!"


Zayn POV


"Zayn, Harry, get in here! I think she's waking up!" Liam called out into the hallway. My heart jumped into my throat, and I pushed past the other boys and into the room. I sat down next to Rose and grabbed her hand again.


"Rose?" I said, "Can you hear me?"


There was nothing at first, and then I saw her lip twitch. Then I heard mumbling. "Rose? What is it Rose?" I was answered with more mumbling, this time it was louder. Then her eyes started flickering, and her fingers squeezed my hand ever so slightly.


After about 5 minutes of more incoherant mumbling, she finally said something that we could understand.


"Harry?" she mumbled, and I felt that pain in my chest again. "I'm here, love," he said softly, looking sideways at me. More mumbling.


"What is it, Rose?" He asked. "What are you trying to say?"


"" she said, and we looked over at each other, confused. Her eyes suddenly opened, and I smiled broadly. God, her eyes were so beautiful. "Rose!" I crowed, ecstatic she was alive.


She frowned slightly, and slowly slid her hand from mine. She locked eyes with Harry.


"Get..." she panted, exhausted from just saying that.


"What do you want me to get, babe?" asked Harry, "Whatever you need."


"" she gasped, and she grasped the bedsheets around her so hard, her knuckles turned white. "Get me out. Get me out!"


I jumped up from beside her. What was wrong with her? Her eyes were wide, and she looked terrified. "It's alright, Rose, we're just in the hospital," I said shakily. She was fully aware of her surroundings now, and she started to reach for an IV cord, to pull it out of her arm.


"Nurse!" Louis yelled, and the young nurse from before ran into the room to try to calm her down.


Nothing was working, and the nurse called for more doctors as Rose fought her. Suddenly, Harry pushed past me. "Rose," he said, cupping her now tear-streaked face in his hands. "You'll be ok. No one's going to hurt you." He was gazing at her with fierce intensity, his green eyes boring into her blue ones.


Rose sobbed, reaching for his hands and nodding. "I can't be here," she cried, and Harry made shushing noises to sooth her. "Not since James," she continued brokenly, and I looked at her, confused.


"I know," Harry said, although he clearly did not. "It's alright."


Rose settled down, and let the nurses and doctors tend to her bandages and give her more medicine.


What did she mean "Not since James"? What happened?

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