Zayn and Louis were walking to the clinic, and it seemed to take them forever.
Zayn didn't mind the time going by so slow, he was cherishing this time he was spending with Louis.
He may never get to hang out with him again.
Unless he makes a good impression.
Then maybe they could be best friends.
Better than a lonely loser like Zayn had been his whole life.
Louis noticed that him and Zayn both swung their hands when they walked.
As they inched towards the clinic, Louis was watching their hands.
Watching his swing forward, and Louis's swing the opposite way.
It made Louis think.
Think of how different he and Zayn were.
He had seen Zayn around school, but Zayn didn't talk a lot or at all, while Louis called himself a chatterbox.
As Louis watched him and Zayn's hands, he noticed they brushed by each others once.
They touched and Zayn stopped walking, jerking his hand back.
"Uh.. sorry." he muttered.
'He was kinda cute, his tanned skin, the way he blushed. Zayn was definitely adorable. And maybe he likes me. Probably not, we've never even said a word to each other before today. Let it go Louis. Think of something else, like starting a food fight today. Yeah, don't think about the beautiful Zayn Malik.' Louis thought to himself, shaking his head.
Zayn's pace began to slow down a little and he yawned frequently.
Louis raised his eyebrow as he watched Zayn's eyes flutter to try to stay open.
"You alright over there?" Louis asked.
Zayn didn't answer.
Louis rushed in front of him and took him by the shoulders and shook him.
"You okay? Hey, hey kid! You okay? Zayn? Zayn?" Louis panicked.
Louis looked behind him and saw a trail of blood Zayn had been leaving as they had been walking.
He had been violently bleeding this whole time.
"Zayn! Oh my god! We gotta get you help now! Don't fall asleep! Zayn, please!" Louis pleaded, shaking Zayn more and more in an attempt to keep him awake.
Zayn's eyelids were fluttering trying to stay open, but he had completely stopped walking now.
He looked as if he was ready to pass out at any second.
Louis couldn't let him do that.
If Zayn fell asleep with a head injury like that, there was a good chance he wouldn't wake up.
Louis barely knew him, but he couldn't let him die.
A teacher walking by saw them and rushed over as he heard Louis yelling for him.
"Mr. Tomlinson? You're getting a 10 day suspension for skipping!" he yelled.
Louis rolled his eyes at the teacher, not caring at the punishment he was getting.
"Yeah, yeah okay sir. Fine, whatever. Just help my-- my-- friend." he said to the teacher.
As the teacher noticed the blood and took Zayn to the office to get the police, Louis was sent back to class.
Louis watched the teachers gather around Zayn and the paramedics tote him away.
He wondered about what he had told the teacher.
He called Zayn his friend.
But was he?
All Louis was worried about was that Zayn stayed awake.
And was safe.
He walked back to class, his thoughts all about Zayn.