Can't You See It Doesn't Matter To Me?

What if your online friend loves you? What if you meet them, and you find out they are the person who hates you?


16. Chapter Fifteen

    I met Zayn at the park and we started talking. Someone came up behind us. "You're Zayn Malik." a older man said. Zayn looked at him. "Yes." he said. The man took out his knife and jabbed it in Zayn's side. I screamed and grabbed Zayn before he hit the ground. The man ran off. In tears, I took out Zayn's phone and called 911. Soon after, they arrived. I rode with Zayn in an ambulance. When we arrived, they wouldn't let me stay with him. I sat in the waiting room, crying. I felt so alone. Then, a nurse came over. "He wants to see you before he goes." she said. "He's okay??" I ask. She looks at me sympithetically. "No, sweetheart. He just wants to see you before he goes." she said. Now I understood. Zayn wanted to say goodbye to me. More tears spilled down my cheeks as I followed the nurse to his room. I went over to Zayn and took his hand. "Sam." he whispered. "Zayn!" I said. "Sam. I love you. Don't ever forget that okay?" he said. "Zayn. You can't leave me. Please don't go. Please. Stay!" I cried. "Sam calm down. You'll be okay. I know you will. You'll find someone again. You can get married and have your family. And I'll be waiting for when you and your family join me up in the clouds okay? I'll keep an eye on you. I love you." he said. "Zayn. I don't want to marry someone else. I want to marry you! Stop please! I need you! I love you so much Zayn! Don't leave me! Please!" I screamed. "I love you." he whispered. Then, the machine next to him went flat. I started screaming. Many doctors and nurses came rushing in. Ben appeared and dragged me into the waiting room again. "Ben stop! i have to be with Zayn! Let me go!" I yelled as I struggled to get free. "Sam stop. Zayn is gone. You aren't going anywhere!" he said. I finally gave up and just stared at Be. "Sam?" he asked. "Sam??" he asked again. "Sam?" he asked for the third time. But it was different. It was a sweet, calming voice. It was Zayn's voice.

    My eyes flew open and Zayn was gently shaking me. I sat straight up. "Oh my gosh! Zayn!" I said and threw my arms around him. He head was soaked with sweat. I had dry tears on my cheeks. "Shh." Zayn whispered. I started crying. "Shh. Sam, what's wrong? What happened? You were just like screaming in your sleep and crying." he said. "I had a dream. And you... died! I literally watched you die!" I said. "I'm sorry, babe. It's okay. I'm right here. I'm fine." he said and stroked my back. "It was just so real, though Zayn." I said. He laid my head on his shoulder. "Well it's not real. Just go back to sleep. I'm right here." he whispered. "Where is everybody else?" I asked, realizing we were the only two in the room. "They went to their rooms last night. I just stayed out here with you." he said. "Aww. Okay." I said. "Now go to sleep." he said and kissed my forehead. I nodded and we laid down, soon going back to sleep.



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