She's Not Afraid

Sophia Villegas has everything she could ever want. Her life wasn't horrible, but it wasn't great.
Sophia tries to please everyone, even all the people she hates.

Zayn Malik has just gone through a nasty break up, and just wants to forget about it. What happens when he meets someone new at a party, and falls head over heels for her?

Can Zayn get through to Sophia's heart? Or is this love story hopeless?

You'll never know until she falls in love...


11. I Hate Myself

Sophia POV

We sat in the waiting room of the hospital. I was currently crying into Niall's chest.

I honestly couldn't wait any longer. We've been waiting for any news on Zayn's condition, but there was nothing. And it's been three hours.

"Sophia don't worry, Zayn is a strong guy. He'll pull through this." Niall said for like the millionth time. It did help though.

I pulled away and wiped the tears that fell from my eyes. Suddenly the door flew open and a doctor appeared.

"Friends of Zayn Malik?" He questioned. We all nodded our heads.

"He's stable, and you can go see him now." I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. We quickly got up and walked to his room.

I slowly opened the door, taking a deep breath.

I saw Zayn lying on the hospital bed. "W-why isn't he wake?" I mumbled. I stood next to him. I wanted to hold his hand, but I was scared that it might hurt him.

"Well, during the surgery, we had Zayn on some anesthetics." The doctor explained.

"When will he wake up?" Harry stepped in. The doctor sighed. "That's the thing, anesthesia could very with anyone. He could wake up in an hour, a few days or even a month. It depends in when his body is ready." Harry and Liam continued to talk to the doctor, but I wasn't listening. I had my eyes glued on Zayn.

He had a bandage around his head. He didn't even have his hair anymore. He looked so peacefully.

I reached over and held his hand. Tears started to pour out of my eyes.

"I'm so sorry Zayn. This is all my fault. If I just listened to you, you wouldn't be in here right now. I'm so sorry." I pulled my hand away from his and quickly got out of the room. I heard my name being called, but I just needed some alone time.

I sat in the waiting room and balled my eyes out. I hated feeling like this. This horrible feeling that I caused Zayn all this pain. That should be me in that bed. Not him. I caused this all. If I just listen to him when he told me to break up with Dominic, then none of us would be in this situation.

"This isn't your fault." I tried to tell myself, but that only made me feel worse. This was my fault and nobody else's.

I felt like I was drowning in my own tears, and the only cure to this is if Zayn forgives me himself. Or I'll be saying 'sorry' forever.

Zayn POV

It felt like there was a ton of bricks on my head. I don't remember why I was in so much pain.

I tried to open my eyes, but they felt like they were glued shut.

I could hear Harry and Liam talking to someone, but I couldn't tell who.

I tried to speak, but nothing came out. Why couldn't I do anything?

Sophia POV

"Sophia, just come see Zayn, its been a week." I heard Angel bug me.

I haven't gone back to the hospital since Zayn's accident. I just feel so bad when I'm there.

"Please don't make me go in there." I pleaded her. "Sophia, I'd never force you to go if you didn't feel comfortable, but Zayn loves you and he needs you." She got up and left the room.

I sat looking at a blank wall. I've been doing that lately. I just wanted to feel better about the situation, but nothing's working.

Now I feel bad for not going with everyone. I pulled myself from my bed and walked over to my suitcase. I grabbed some sweats and was out the door. I walked into the living room to see everyone sitting. "I thought you guys left?" I questioned them. They shock their heads.

"We knew you'd come out to see Zayn soon enough." Harry explained. I grabbed my coat and walked out the door.


We got to the hospital and everyone was already in the room. I stood outside, trying to build some courage, but I was scared.

I took a deep breath, and opened the door. Everyone was around Zayn, talking a just having a good time, even though he wasn't responding.

"Guys? Could I have a minute alone with Zayn?" I asked. They all nodded their heads and left the room.

I walked over to the side of the bed. I slowly reached down and grabbed Zayn's hand. "Hi Zayn." I looked down at his face. "I miss you. I really do." I felt a tear fall from my eye and land on his hand. "This wasn't supposed to happen." I mumbled. "Your not supposed to be in here. I hate myself because I put you through all this pain. I should've listened to you, but I didn't." More tears fell from my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his waist and cried into his chest.

Zayn POV

I wanted so bad to say something to Sophia. To get her to stop crying. None of this was her fault. But I couldn't do anything about it, until I wake up.

"I don't think I can live with myself anymore." I heard her whimper. I felt her soft hands touch my face. I wanted to say something, but nothing was coming out.

"I love you so much." She said in a small voice.

Sophia POV

The silence was killing me. I needed Zayn back. Not someone in a hospital bed. I need him.

"I'm sorry." I grabbed his hand again and held it close.

I leaned over and pressed my lips to his cheek, when suddenly the sound of the machines started going crazy.

I started to panic. I ran out of the room and grabbed the doctor. He started to help Zayn by putting a breathing mask on his face.

The others came in the room looking shocked.

"What's going on?" Harry asked worried. I felt tears started to fall freely from my eyes. Harry pulled me into a hug. "Shh, everything's gonna be alright." He told me.

"He's alright." The doctor said when he finished helping Zayn.

"Thank god." Angel said. "How is he?" Niall questioned.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" The doctor said with a smile as he walked out of the room.

"Hey guys!" Zayn said.

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