Close the door
Throw the key
Don't wanna be reminded
Don't wanna be seen
Don't wanna be without you
My judgement's clouded
Like tonight's sky

A.N: I'd advise you guys to read the previous chapter again before reading this one.

Angelique's POV

Those words hit me like a truck. Zayn was in a coma. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to. This can't be happening. The world around me seemed to be moving, spiraling. I couldn't keep my balance. I sat on my chair with my head back. I take deep breaths to calm myself down, I didn't want to seem like an attention seeker but too much had happened today. I tried to hide my panic and anxiety. It just felt wrong for me to be complaining about a mere panic or anxiety attack when Zayn was in a coma.

I look over to see Louis. I could see how hard he was trying not to cry, he looked scared. He was trying to be strong for both of us, maybe even all 3 of us. Mrs. Malik wasn't crying she just sat there with her head in her hands. I couldn't even imagine how she felt. I wanted to go and comfort her but before I could, she got up to talk to the doctor. I decide to go over to Louis instead.

He doesn't acknowledge my presence until I start rubbing his arm. "Let it out, Louis. It's alright. Let it all out." I coaxed him. Tears started to run down his face. Zayn and him were quite close after all. I tried to be strong for him, but it wasn't long before both me and Louis were both balling our eyes out.

People may think I was bipolar. Just a few hours ago I was calling him a bitch and now I am sitting in a hospital chair and crying for him, but could you really blame me? As much as I was mad at him and felt betrayed by him, he had been my best friend and what he did was unforgivable, hell who was I kidding, if he apologized to me right now I know it wouldn't take long for me to forgive him. I know it probably isn't right but I was on the verge of losing him, maybe I still might lose him but this just reminded me just how important he was to me. I couldn't even bare the fact of losing him. I wish he comes back, he will, right? He has to. I had lost Niall already, my dad I couldn't lose him too.

I saw Mrs. Malik talking with the doctor, it seemed serious. I waited for them to finish and then went upto the doctor, "Dr. Gray when can I meet Zayn?" "You can meet him most certainly but there is no point, he won't be able to hear you or even know you're there." That's all I needed to hear, I rushed to his room. There were wires plugged to him, everywhere. The sight alone broke my heart.

I sat next to him. "Hi Zayn, I know you can't hear me. Well, I forgive you. Whatever you did must've had a reason I'm sure you can explain." Louis barged in at the moment and all 3 of us were in a room, I think it would be safe to say we were best friends. I just wish Niall and Harry would've been here. I had barely completed when Harry rushed into the room. He noticed me and almost ran away, but I called after him, "Harry wait!" He turned back and actually sat there, wow unexpected. "What's your problem?" I got straight to the point. He scoffed, "What's my problem? I don't know maybe that you replaced me with Louis, here." What the actual fuck. "I didn't replace you with Louis, you didn't wanna talk but he did, and he helped me during my hard time." He didn't reply but looked away. I couldn't bother with him anymore. There was a prolonged awkward silence in the room after that. a machine started beeping, I rushed out and called for the doctor. The doctor went in to check on Zayn.

How I wish Niall was still here with us. He would have handled this. He wouldn't have let our friend group fall apart. He knew how to handle emotions better than I ever did. I hated emotions, in fact. Emotions were uncontrollable and I couldn't stand it. The thought of not being in control filled me with anxiety, I had always tried to stay away from emotions, I was a rather rational person, but when I was with Niall I wasn't scared of feeling. He helped me handle them, emotions. Maybe, that is why I was the happiest when I was with him.

The room was too quiet when I came back in. I cleared my throat and went outside again. I sat on a chair, my eyes wandered about aimlessly. I saw Taylor. I waved at her and she walked towards me. We were together in grade school. "Hi Taylor" I stood up and hugged her. "Hi Angie, how are you?" "Not the best you know" She looked at me confused, we hadn't talked in ages. I told her everything, not in great detail though. When I was done she didn't look at me with pitiful eyes, she just said how she was sorry and then proceeded to tell me all the tea. This is exactly what I needed right now, not sympathy, not pity, not to worry about what could happen I just needed to have a laugh and that's exactly what Taylor was helping me do. "She is what?!" I exclaimed as we talked about Kimberly. "Yes she is pregnant, but Colin didn't run away or anything, they might even get married." "That's a relief, but how do you even know all this?" "I have my ways" Taylor had the absolute tea about everyone, don't ask me how, I don't know myself.

About half an hour passed before Louis came out of the room and asked me if I wanted to go home as he wanted to leave. I nodded and said goodbye to Taylor. Louis dropped me off at my house and left after mumbling a goodbye. I would've liked for him to stay but I understand why he didn't and I couldn't blame him, we both have different ways of coping with things. I liked to talk things out but he would rather ponder upon them by himself and I respected that. He would talk to me when he was ready.

I was alone, mum was out on her shift. I was tired and decided to get ready for bed when I heard someone coming in. It was too early for my mother to be back. I picked up a baseball bat and made my way downstairs. A baseball bat was probably not the most efficient weapon but I needed something. I could see a shadow. I tried to be quiet but stepped a little too hard and the stair squeaked. "Fuck" I cursed under my breath but it was too late. The shadowed figure was already aware of my presence. It turned around. It was a guy. He ran towards me and made me smell something, I knew it was some kind of sedative because I could feel myself getting dizzy. I tried to see his face. He was wearing a face mask. All I could see were his eyes. A pair of mesmerizing blue eyes. Eyes the colour of the ocean before a storm. Eyes which were all too familiar, but I couldn't seem to remember whom they belonged to. All I could think about were his eyes and the next thing I knew was I was engulfed in darkness.

A.N: I had planned for this to be an easy story but my brain seriously can't stop coming up with complex storylines. But it is what it is. Also, I am so sorry for the late update I was busy with exams. I promise to update more often. Thank you for reading and click on the star.