I woke up in the hospital and the one who saved me was in the room talking with the doctor
"Hello, we have been waiting for you to wake up" the doctor said
"What is your name?" He asked
"Madison Williams" I said
"Well Madison you have no major injuries only a couple bruises , nothing to worry about"
"Ok... um thank you" I said as I walked out the door with the guy
I felt awkward as the man trailed behind me, I felt like he was watching every step I took. I walked out the hospital doors and I was confused for a moment, I had no idea where I was. I just planned to walk to wherever there was a place for me to stay. Someone grabbed my arm as I turned left.
"Wait where are you going?" That guy said
"I honestly don't know, wherever I can"
"I'm not just going to leave you out in the streets you are coming with me" he said
What? Going where? I didn't have a better choice and I don't think he was going to take no for an answer anyway.
"Fine but can you let go of my arm?" I said
He nodded and we walked over to his car. He held the door open for me and I got in. He turned on the car but didn't start driving.
"Seems I haven't been able to properly introduce myself, I'm Zayn" he smiled
He had a beautiful smile.
He started driving then. Even though i just met him I already liked being around Zayn he made me feel protected...kind of. I wonder where we are going. Why is he even trying to helping me?
"Where are you taking me?" I asked him a bit frightened
"Why do you sound so scared? I'm not going to hurt you and I'm taking you to my flat. I don't want you to be out on the streets." He said
I stayed quiet for the rest of the ride. I looked out the window as Zayn turned on the radio. I fell asleep, I was so tired.
Zayn shook me lightly so I would wake up.
"We're here" he said getting out of the car
I looked around at my surroundings. They seemed vaguely familiar. Wait we're in--
"Bradford, do you know this place?" Zayn asked
I nodded but I didn't say anything else.
Of course I knew this place. This is where I grew up, where I lived just two years ago. I hope I don't see anyone I used to know here.
We entered his flat and he offered me something to eat. I said yes and we talked on the sofa after we ate. We got to know each other better. He was twenty, I told him my age, nineteen. He asked me what kind of music i liked but I just told him I liked all kinds, but rarely country songs. He asked me a lot of other questions until we were tired.
"You can sleep in one that room." He said pointing to one fairly close to his
"Ok" i went into the room
I laid on the bed and went under the blankets.
I kept thinking of what he said. Am I going to stay here forever or is this just for tonight? Will I be back on the streets by tomorrow morning? No, he said he didn't want me to be out there. I was worrying too much and I was too tired. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but all the thoughts made it hard.