It was probably an hour or so after Zayn fell asleep when he woke up with the feeling of the needle of the IV moving on his arm, he hissed and opened his eyes to see a nurse removing the IV from his right arm, she smiled sweetly, "sorry love, didn't mean to wake you,"

He was still a bit woozy from the deep sleep he was in, so he just smiled back and nodded, she was checking zayn's vitals when she spoke up again, "you two are so cute, literally the whole hospital is talking about you,"

That's when Zayn noticed warm breaths hitting his other hand, he turned to take a look, and yep, Harry fell asleep holding Zayn's hand, Harry's head was resting on his bed, next to Zayn's stomach, his face was blocked with a mess of curls, he had Zayn's hand close to his face, the sight brought a smile on Zayn's lips, "he sleeps like a baby," Zayn caressed Harry's face with the pad of his thumb- that's how close Zayn's hand was to Harry's face-

"that's probably the best sleep he had in some time," the nurse said, she knew, hell everyone knew how Harry was, it was a surprise to finally see him so calm.

Zayn didn't say anything, Liam already told him everything when he woke up, he just let her do her job and he just got lost in his mind.

It was hard not to think about all the information Liam provided for him, maybe they were too much, Louis tried to stop Liam from telling him everything, but Zayn begged him, so Liam just poured everything out.

He still remembers when he woke up, the loss he felt when he saw Harry leaving him when he was trying his best to open his eyes, he remembers the doctors rushing in, taking the tubes out to let him breathe, he remembers the pain that struck him when Liam told him he couldn't find Harry.

And worst of all, he remembers what Harry said before he walked out, not knowing how everything in Zayn was begging him not to leave, to tell another joke, the need he felt for Harry to just stay for a bit longer.

As he was trying to open his eyes, he felt like he was drowning in the ocean, he was struggling to stay on the surface, to talk, to scream, to get Harry's attention.

It was a hard decision, but he needed to talk to Harry, to ask him why he left that day, what was he thinking even?

Zayn was lost in his thought when Harry moved his face closer to Zayn's hand, nuzzling his nose to his palm, which probably hurt him cause he opened his eyes with a deep frown.

"not as soft as a pillow, huh?" Zayn joked when Harry was trying to remember where he was, it finally registered, he sat up straight, "oh, when did I fell asleep?" he massaged his stiff neck.

"no clue," Zayn yawned, "I was asleep till a couple of minutes ago too,"

Harry nodded, not knowing what else to say, it was a bit of awkward silence going on, till Zayn decided he needed answers, "we need to talk," which sounded much more serious than he intended.

Let's say it scared Harry more than it should have, he had no reason to be scared if he thought about it, but the thing was, he was overthinking, about every reason Zayn would want to end everything, "I'm sorry," he mumbled, looking at everything in the room but at Zayn's eyes.

"exactly!" Zayn huffed, Harry shook his head, ready for any kind of reaction, "why are you sorry?"

It was a bit of surprise, "wh-what?"

"just- explain why you are sorry, fast please, I wanna go back to sleep." He was really tired even though he just woke up.

There was a glitch going on in Harry's brain, his mouth was open, "I- for-" he stopped again, looking at his lap, playing with his fingers, "look at me Harry," Zayn softly mumbled, "why did you leave yesterday? I watched you leave; you better have a good explanation."

"I thought- well, I thought maybe you wouldn't want to- you know, like, see me- anymore," he sniffed and avoid eye contact with Zayn at all costs.

"you saved me, Harry, why would I- I don't even know how you come up with stuff like that." He was a bit disappointed yes, he thought Harry would know how much he cares about him now.

Harry kept quiet, "I left so you won't have to carry my burden on your shoulders," Zayn mumbled, remembering the day he left Harry to let him have a normal life, to let him grow, "why didn't you tell me when we were back together then?" Harry felt brave for a second, feeling like Zayn can't be the only one who demands for answers.

Zayn shook his head, "I never thought I would survive, I wanted to stay with you-"

Harry caught him, "I could've tried to help you, I would've found the best doctors for you, it could've been a hell of a lot easier-"

It was Zayn's turn to caught him, "no- you don't understand-"

"elaborate then!" at this point he was crying again, and watching those green orbs so sad was more than Zayn could take.

"I thought I was a dead man walking!" he let it out, it was probably not the best idea to get frustrated with his condition, so he tried to calm down, "I wanted to take my last breath next to you, not on a hospital bed, don't you understand that?"

But to Harry? He had to watch him take his last breath, he had to do CPR on a park, begging him to stay with him, but he didn't want to tell Zayn all of that, "I get it," he took a deep breath.

"now, why were you sorry? All of these were proven that I owe you an apology, and I will say it, if you tell me what was going on in that brain of yours, walking away from me like that." Zayn was not gonna back down till he got his answers, and Harry knew that, so he just said it.

"look, everything in me told me I have to leave cause I couldn't gain your trust, let's be honest- I wasn't the best husband, I put you in so much shit that I thought you wouldn't even want to stay with me when you come back-"

"Harry we talked about this, I forgave you a long time ago, I never gave you an explanation, you had to live wondering what went wrong, I was the reason you went through so much-"

"you were going through enough shit and I just added more to it-"

Zayn smiled, that was the understanding he was looking for, "well, at least I had good food, a soft bed, and well 4k TV when I moved in with you, oh and let's not forget about the good sex!"

Harry frowned, "I'm serious Zayn,"

"I wasn't joking, I didn't have a life before you took me back,"

There was a comfortable silence, both thinking about the shit they put the other through.

And the most soul matey thing happened, "I'm sorry." Both said at the same time, on a perfect sync.

Zayn smiled, "forgiven,"

Harry felt cheeky, "I'll think about it," he gave Zayn a big, bright, dimply, smile.

"Oh shut up," Zayn rolled his eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

For some time, Harry watched him sleep peacefully, till he had to use the restroom, with a bit of grumbling he walked out of Zayn's room when he did his business, he decided to talk to doctor Horan, to see what he thinks about Zayn's improvement.

When he got to the doctor's office, his assistant told him he had to wait cause he had another visitor, Harry thanked her and sat on a bench close to the door.

He wanted to jump to the door when he realized it opened, but he waited the second when he heard her name, "Mr. Archer, again, thank you for doing this, your son's sacrifice saved their life."

"Harry was a very nice boy, he deserved a chance, both of them did."

There was this moment of silence in Harry's head, he was confused, he wasn't sure he understood them, or even heard them right, he didn't know if he should follow her or ask the doctor for some answers.

All he knew at that moment was the person who saved Zayn, who saved both of them, was walking away from him and all he could do was to watch her leave.

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Hello guyssss!
How is everyone doing?

First one all, did you notice any changes?
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The cover? Its nice, huh?
Yep, Laovra made it! Thanks love!

And second, sorry for the long time wait, how was this chapter? Did you like it? Ik its a filler, but I felt like these two needed to talk about some stuff, hopefully you enjoyed it and it was worth the wait.

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