Why Me?


9. The Incedent

Sammy's P.O.V.

I was going down the stairs, ready for the picnic. All of a sudden, I felt myself fall, and everything went black. I woke up in a hospital. The boys were sitting there, Zayn holding my hand. I yawned, and the immediately looked up at me. Zayn's eyes started to fill with tears. "Do you know who I am?" he asked, looking worried. "I know all of you, but what happened?" I answered. The boys became relieved. "We were packing for the picnic, when we heard a loud slam. When we went to check on you, you were lying on the floor. Your head was red with blood," Liam explained. "Thanks for the details<" I said sarcastically as they laughed at my remark. Zayn pecked my forehead. "Ow!" I exclaimed. "Sorry, LoveBug!" he gasped. I stared at him. "What?" he asked. "Is that my new nickname?" I asked him. "Indeed it is! Get used to it, LoveBug" he smirked. I rolled my eyes. A doctor comes in. "You all need to leave, Sammy needs her rest," she told the boys. As soon as the doctor left the room as well as the boys, I drifted of to sleep.


Zayn's P.O.V.

I was happy she was alright. I thought she wouldn't remember us, considering she had a nasty fall. "What do you want to do when we get home?" said Louis, pulling me out of my thoughts. "We should clean up the blood of the floor, then go to bed. I'm beat," I tell them, yawning. "What about the food in the basket?" asked Harry. "Put it in the fridge, where else?" I tell him blankly. "Okay, Mr. Grumpy Gills<"Harry laughs. When we arrived home, I immediately get my phone out and call Sammy. "Hello?" I hear her voice on the other line. "Did I wake you up?" I asked her. "No, I couldn't sleep. After all, it is 4:30!" she says. "Will you be okay until morning?" I asked her, feeling bad for having to leave her alone. "I'm going to get really lonely, but otherwise, yes," she told me. "I'm going to come to you," I told her. "Yeah, right. Like they're actually going to let you in," she told me. "Yes, they are. I used to work there, so I get special treatment," I explained. "That makes more sense to me," Sammy said. "Be there in 5," I told her. "Okay, Zayn," she said. I hung up.


Sammy's P.O.V.

Zayn will be here in about 5 minutes. I was happy he was coming to see me. This room is so boring. Not only that but I was currently alone, so I just felt, well, alone. I was about to call him, when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I said, half whispering, half yelling. I saw Zayn's head peek in. "There you are, LoveBug!" he almost yells. "Shh! I'm trying to make it seem like I'm asleep so they don't come in," I explained, still whisper-yelling. "Oh, okay," he said. He looked at me for a while, just staring. "What?" I ask. He is still looking at me, his face filled with concern and worry. "Zayn, I'm alright. Why are you so worried?" I ask him. He starts to cry. "Zayn-" He starts to talk. "I'm so sorry! This is all my fault!" he sobs. "Zayn, this isn't your fault. It isn't anybody's fault. It just happened," I say as I run my fingers through his hair. "But-" I interupt him. "No 'buts' Zayn. You already know it isn't your fault. You are just doubting yourself," I tell him sternly. He sniffs. "It should be me comforting you," he tells me, his voice shakey. I waited until it was 8:00 with chatter going on about it not being his fault." Zayn, I heard there was a patio here. Take me up so I can see the stars," I tell him, to lift his spirits. "Alright," he says, pulling me into a wheelchair. When we arrived, the cold air hit my face. I looked up to see the stars. "Oh, tonight is just beautiful!" I exclaim. "Yeah it is," Zayn said without looking at me. I stand up the best I can and give him a peck on the cheek. "What was that for?" he asked me, holding the cheek I kissed on."No reason," I tell him. We went back to my room and fell asleep.

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