You Stole My Heart

No one understands Cassidy Holt, not even her parents. Well, considering they're dead. Her only friend is a boy by the name of Zayn. He is going through the exact same things as Cassidy. They begin to have feelings for each other, until it becomes too much to handle. Will Zayn and Cassidy reunite their friendship and start it all over again?

*Chapters 1-12 are switching POVs, the rest are Cassidy unless it says differently.*

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30. Chapter 29

"I'm sorry." Zayn whispered. 

"For what?" I asked, looking into his eyes. "You didn't do anything. He's my brother, I should be the sorry one."

"But you can't control what he could have done to you, or me, or Carissa. You couldn't have done anything anyway, you're in too much pain."

"Not right now, they gave me medicine. I'm fine." I started to sit up and Zayn ran over.

"Don't," He gently put his arms on my shoulders and carefully pushed me back down. "Just please don't. I don't want to see you more hurt than you already are." 

"I want to leave this hell-hole." I complained. 

"And you will. Just give it time." Carissa chimed in. "I want you to leave just as badly. But I want to see you get better first." She smiled.

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A week went by. Zayn never left my side. Carissa took the job of going back and forth to Zayn's apartment and her apartment for clothes, then back to the hospital. She tried her best to stay with me. 

A new doctor I hadn't seen before came through the door. "Hello Miss. Holt. My name is Dr. Hunt. I'll be your physical therapist. We will start therapy today, and in about a weeks time you'll be able to go home." I looked at Zayn and Carissa. I'm pretty sure I had just about the biggest smile on my face, if Zayn's wasn't bigger. I'll be going home soon! 

"Finally." I smiled, grabbing Zayn's hand and holding in between both of mine. 

"Finally." He repeated. Carissa came through the door with another bag of clothes.

"What happened?" She asked.

I looked at Zayn, then back at Carissa. "I'm going home in a week." She dropped the bag and smiled. 

"Really?" She ran over to my side. "Oh my god, finally!" She gently leaned on me and hugged me softly hugged me. 

"Miss. Holt," Dr. Hunt spoke again. "You are incredibly lucky to not have any brain trauma from the incident. Most patients don't make it out alive from these sorts of things. You're a living miracle." Zayn squeezed my hand a little tighter, Carissa smiled a little bigger, and my heart beat a little louder. Things were gonna be okay.

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Physical therapy was finally over. I was a little sore, but I tried my best not to think about it. I walked into my hospital room that I've spent the past weeks in. It was like a second home to me if you think about it. I had Zayn, my best friend, and caring doctors that helped me every step of the way. This might sound strange, but I'm going to miss this hospital. 

The bruises were fading, but I will always have a small indent on the right corner of my forehead. It's a scar from Mike. I guess it will always be a reminder to me. One that only I will understand. I looked out the small window. It was my only source of seeing the outside world for the time I was constricted to an uncomfortable hospital bed. 

But one thought kept running through my mind. What was in Ian's sock? What was he hiding from everyone? I had no way of finding out the answer. 

"Cass. You almost ready?" Zayn stood leaning against the side of the door frame. 

"Yeah." I said, running my hand along the freshly made bed. "Can you come here for a minute though?" I asked looking over at him. He nodded and made his way over. I stood in front of him and connected our hands. I looked up into his eyes. "Thank you for saving my life." I felt tears starting to come to my eyes.

He was silent as he stared back at me. "I don't know if I, you know, saved your life. I mean, all I did was bring you to the hospital."

"No, Zayn. You did so much more than that. You came when I needed you most, you brought me to the hospital, you stayed by my side, you went through this with me, and it means the world to me. Zayn, you mean the world to me. I'm sorry I was such a jerk before. I'm sorry if I hurt you." He stared at me, watching my mouth and staring at my eyes. "This is a chance I may never get again. I'm asking if you'll take me back. Just make me yours again, and we can conquer the world together. Take me back to when it was just us, and nothing else mattered. I want to be your girl, your baby. I want to be your Cass again." Tears were falling from my eyes like a waterfall. "I still love you Zayn. And I never stopped."

Tears were starting to form in his eyes too as a smile made its way onto his face. "I love you too, Cass. And I never stopped loving you either." He pulled me into a hug and I nestled my head in his neck. "Of course I'll take you back." I never wanted the hug to end. We stood together in the middle of the hospital room in each others arms, and I couldn't have asked for anything more.

 

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated guys. I recently found out I had summer work and now it has to be done before school. Plus the charger broke for the laptop so it could only be used for emergencies. I updated 'Staying Strong' from my friend's computer. Now we got a new charger so I can update again. I hope you liked this chapter :)

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