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“Hey, Zayn?” Louis called out to him and heard him hum in response from his chair beside Louis’ bed. “Could you do me a favour?” He asked and Zayn gave him an amused look.
“What favour?” Zayn asked and Louis sighed deeply before answering.
“I want to see him.” He said as quickly as he could and Zayn shook his head.
“Lou, it’s the fifth time you’ve asked me that since the last two days.” He said. “Why do you want to see him?”
“Please, Zayn. You know, I’m getting discharged today and I really want to meet him.” Louis said again.
“Why do you want to meet someone who had kidnapped you, Louis? Are you out of your mind?” Zayn asked and Louis sighed.
“He is a good person, I’ve told this so many times. At least, tell me which room he is in.” He said but Zayn shook his head in disagreement. “Look, Z, if you don’t help me, I can find him on my own.” Louis added, making Zayn scoff.
“You can’t even walk two steps with your broken ankle.” He stated, pointing at Louis’ heavily-bandaged foot.
“I can. No one here allows me to.” He replied.
“Okay. Then, go. Go and find him on your own.” Zayn said, making Louis frown because he really couldn’t walk without help.
“Zayn? Zaynie? Please.” Louis said again, stressing on the last word in an attempt to convince him. Zayn turned to give Louis a denying look but sighed again before speaking.
“Don’t give me your stupid, puppy eyes.” He snapped. “I can’t let you see him. There’s a restraining order, Lou! I could get arrested!”
“No, you won’t. I won’t let you get arrested! And-And if they do, anyway, then I’ll come with you. We’re partners-in-crime, remember?”
“Oh, no, no. Don’t play that card on me! And stop with your puppy eyes! They’re bothering me.”
“But, Zayn, please?” Louis tried again and, this time, Zayn looked at him with sympathy.
“Fine.” He mumbled, standing up and Louis smiled widely at him. “Don’t get too happy. What if someone from the staff sees you outside?”
Louis shrugged before pulling the hood of his jumper over his head but Zayn looked unconvinced.
“It doesn’t work, Louis! You think you put on a hood and nobody will recognise you?”
“It could work.” Louis mumbled as Zayn helped him stand up from the bed.
“I want you to get it done as soon as you can. I am doing it only for your puppy eyes and promise me, you won’t get into any trouble again.” Zayn said and Louis kept nodding for everything. “Also, promise me you won’t tell anyone else about this. Especially, the cops.” He added and Louis nodded again. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
Zayn helped Louis till the door before seeing if someone was outside. Luckiy, none of the staff members who were supposed to check on Louis were there and he knew that Liam and Niall had gone with Paul to the reception for some paperwork. He took in a deep breath before helping Louis walk out and down the corridor. It took them a few minutes to finally reach the room at the end he knew Aaron was in.
“Once again. Are you sure?” He asked, looking at Louis once they were outside the door and Louis nodded without hesitation before he reached for the doorknob, opening it as Zayn helped him in before anyone else could see.
Aaron looked up at the door and was surprised to see Louis enter. He watched silently and in confusion as Zayn made Louis walk over to a chair beside his bed and let him sit down.
“Hey.” Louis mumbled after a few seconds of awkward silence.
“They let you se me?” Aaron asked, confusedly and Louis was about to answer but interrupted.
“No. He manipulated me into sneaking him out of his room to yours.” Zayn replied and Louis rolled his eyes at him.
“And the cops outside let you in?” Aaron asked again and Louis smirked.
“There are no cops outside. You’re not going to get arrested again, Aaron. I told them. I told them your story. And they did find evidence for it. Against the people you killed.” Louis told him. “You won’t go to jail, Mr. Dawson told me. You can go back to Sharon and take care of her.”
“Thank you, Louis.” Aaron finally said after a few seconds.
“I owed you. You saved me eight times, this was the least I could do.” Louis said, smiling at the person in front of him. “I’m getting discharged today.” He continued, a few seconds later.
“Good for you. You’ll finally go home.” Aaron said and Louis nodded, happily. “I’m sorry, Louis.” He added a moment later. “For everything you had to go through because of me.”
“It’s okay. It’s over, isn’t it?”
“How’s your leg?” Aaron asked and Louis shrugged.
“Hurts more. I broke it the day you got shot. But it’s still better.” He answered, glancing down to Aaron’s bullet wound. “Why did you try to save me that day?” He asked but Aaron chose not to answer. “You’re a good friend, Aaron.”
“That was a nice joke. I’d have laughed but it hurts like hell.” Aaron said, making Louis shake his head, slightly.
“It wasn’t a joke. You are a good friend.” Louis said.
“I’m your captor, Louis. And captors can never be friends.” Aaron replied.
“But you are.”
“So are you.”
They were interrupted as Zayn cleared his throat and turned to look at him.
“Sorry to interrupt your friendly reunion but could you guys do it faster. I don’t want to get arrested for this.” Zayn said and Louis frowned.
“Stop being a drama queen, Z. I won’t let you get arrested.” Louis retorted, making Zayn sigh in annoyance.
“You’re getting discharged in about ten minutes, you know that, right? If you’re not in the hospital room then Paul’s gonna keep me grounded for a week!” Zayn said and Louis nodded before turning back to Aaron.
“Go, Louis. You should be in your room. Don’t worry about me. I’ll, probably, be getting in a couple of days, too.” Aaron said.
“Tell Sharon that Mr. T misses her.” Louis said, making Aaron smile.
“We’ll keep watching you on TV.” He said.
“Maybe, I’ll give you a ring later.” Louis said.
“You don’t have my number. I don’t even have a number. Maybe you could give me yours so I could call you when I get a new one.” Aaron said in reply.
“You broke my phone. Remember?” He replied and both of them sighed before looking at Zayn.
“What?” Zayn snapped and Louis shrugged. “Oh, no. No, no. I’m not giving him my number.”
“Zayn, please. Zaynie?” Louis said again.
“I fucking hate you, Lou. Keep your puppy eyes to yourself!” Zayn said, picking up a bandage roll and writing down his number with a pen before handing it to Aaron. “I want you to delete my number as soon as you get Louis’.” He said and Aaron nodded at him before Zayn turned to help Louis stand up. “And you owe me big-time, Tommo.” He said again.
“Sure. Anytime.” Louis mumbled, looking at Aaron again. “Try to get a new number fast. He changes his numbers every five days.”
“Hey!” Zayn exclaimed in response, making the other two chuckle.
“Goodbye, Louis.” Aaron said.
“Goodbye, Aaron.” Louis replied.
“Hey? Um, is it true? I saved you eight times?” Aaron asked, making Louis look back at him.
“I counted. You can, too, since you’re going to be here for some more time.” Louis replied.
“Are you guys done?” Zayn quipped and louis nodded before smiling at Aaron as the two of them walked out.
And for the first time in the last couple of weeks, Louis felt happy and satisfied with the situations. He felt happy to finally be going home. He felt happy he made it through everything. He felt happy he was fine and back to his life. But, most importantly, happy that he had given someone a new life. And he finally understood that it isn’t always the people who are bad, but it is the situations.