What Does Forever Mean to You? (Sequel to "When I Said Forever, I Meant It")

Chapter 10: Another One Bites the Dust

"Gosh I was worried Louis! I've been trying to wake you up for ten minutes," Zayn says relieved. He sits back on the bed and looks at me.

"How long was I asleep?" I ask him confused. I feel like I was sleeping for days.

"At least twelve hours. You hadn't left your room to use the bathroom or eat or anything all day," he says looking at me concerned, "we were all panicked. We thought you did something bad."

His words hit me hard. He thinks I hurt myself. Or worse killed myself. Do I really seem that unstable? That I'd end my life?

"I finally decided to break the door down. I was relieved when I saw you on the bed breathing. But then I saw your face and the tears," he says quietly, "what were you dreaming about?"

My eyes widen as he says that and I look at him. He just nods his head. Luckily I don't have to explain what I was dreaming about. He understands.

"Look Lou, I know what happened that night. And I told everyone else," my mouth drop open immediately after he says this.

"H-how do you know what happened?" I ask nervously. How could he possibly know?

"I was not too far away when the fight started. After it was over I tried to find you but you disappeared," he says looking away from me and to something on the other side of the room.

"But I really think you should talk to Harry. He's been laying on the couch for the past few hours crying. He really feels bad about the fight. Just give him a chance," he says looking to me again. Our eyes meet and I feel more tears staring to form.

"I-I can't Zayn. He hurt me too much. Everything he said he meant. There's nothing else to say." I say burying my face in my hands. He can't possibly believe that I'm going to talk to him.

A knock on the door breaks the silence between us. Eleanor pokes her head in.

"Oh Louis you are awake! Do you mind if we come in?" She says excitedly. Niall's face appears beside hers.

"Yeah as long as it's just you two," I sigh. I feel like I'm being out through an intervention. All these people.

"Zayn told us about that night," Eleanor says sitting down next to me. Niall pulls up a chair and sits at the end of the bed.

"Yeah he said he did," I say quietly curling up into a ball.

"Harry knows too. And he feels really bad. Maybe you could talk to hi-" Niall starts to say before I cut him off.

"I already told Zayn I'm not talking to him! That bastard ruined me! Why would I want to talk to him?" I scream jumping up from the bed and turning to look at them. All of this 'you should talk to him' crap is starting to piss me off.

"You guys saw how fucked up I was that night, why would I want to talk to him ever again?!" I shout. They all flinch at the loudness. Zayn has a troubled look on his face.

"How did they see you after the fight? You left the club?" Zayn asks looking at me confused.

"I didn't leave. I went to the bathroom. Then I sat back at our table waiting for you guys," I explain to him, "about twenty minutes before we left, Harry left with Victoria. Then I had another meltdown. After take Niall and El decided to leave and I went with them. You am Liam decided to stay longer."

"I don't remember seeing you again the night," Zayn says still confused.

"Yeah cause you were dancing with Liam the whole time. And you are drunk off the wall," he say laughing a bit. I had never seen Zayn that wasted before.