It has been 5 days since awaking from my coma and I was ready to go home. I was tired of being in the hospital, maybe I was still hurting a little but I was fine and ready to go home. All these thoughts were running through my head before I heard a knock.

"It's me" Harry says walking in. "How're you feeling?"

"Little bit of pain but other than that, good" I say looking at him.

"Oh fuck Zayn" he says turning away from me.

"What?"

"I was so scared you were gonna leave me. I should've never let you go that day, this is all my fault, I'm sorry" he says turning back to face me and wiping tears from his face.

"There's no way that any of this is your fault" I say motioning for him to come closer. "It's no ones beside who actually did it" I say grabbing his hand. "And there's no way in hell I am leaving you, ever" I explain as I kiss his hand.

"What do you remember?"

"When the car hit me, laying there in my blood in a lot of pain. I vaguely remember when the ambulance came, all I remember was getting put on a stretcher and into the ambulance. I was in a lot a lot of pain. How long was I in a coma" I ask looking at him.

"2 weeks and 3 days" he replies. "And the doctors wouldn't even let us see you until today."

"What? That's ridiculous."

"I know but what could we do? They're the boss. The only thing that matters is that you're here right now and I'm never going to leave your side. I hope they catch the dipshit who did this."

"They will babe, I promise" I reply before hearing a knock.

"We need to check up on Zayn so if you wouldn't mind leaving for now" Nurse Snow said.

"That's fine" Harry replies before giving me a look and walking out of the room.

"How are you feeling today" she asks me.

"I'm doing good, there's a little pain but I'm great."

"That's good. There's going to be pain as there are still stitches and you're not fully healed yet. But I think you should be good to go home today you'll just need to take with you some medication to help relieve the pain you're dealing with" she explains while checking my pulse and everything else.

She spends a couple minutes checking on me and then unhooking the wires from my arms, "you're good to go, actually. Everything's back to normal and you don't show signs of anything. Looks like they brought you clothes a while ago" she says looking at my clothes in the bag that was on the floor. "Here you go" she says handing me the bag of clothes. "You can change in the bathroom and I'll let them know that you can go home."

"Thank you so much. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be here today."

"Hey no problem, this is my job and the only thing I ask in return is to stay safe and keep making hits" she laughs.

"Oh so you're a fan" I ask with a laugh.

"My daughters listen to you and I hear the songs as well. They were devastated to hear the news about you and I guess you can call me a fan" she laughs.

"Do you have paper and a pen?"

"Um yes" she says handing me a piece of paper and her pen.

I put the paper on the wall, "what's your daughters names?"

"Olivia and Karissa."

Olivia,

Heard you're a fan, you're mother saved my life, thank you for supporting me, keep jammin lol, love you dearly

-Zayn

Karissa,

Heard you're a fan as well, keep rocking to me, you & olivia got one hell of a mother, thank you for the support, love you always

-Zayn

"It's the least I can do" I say handing her back the pen and the two autographs/notes.

"They're going to love this" she says. "Thank you."

"No, thank YOU. You saved my life."

"It's my job, I'll see you around hopefully."

"See you later" I say closing the door behind me so I can change.

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