3rd person's pov:
People were standing at the entrance of the house looking down to the ambulance which was just driving off with sirens wailing.
Liam had fallen in some kind of shock after Louis had measured Zayn's pulse.
He didn't witness anything going on around himself until Louis softly shook his shoulder.
They decided that Liam would drive in the ambulance and Louis and Harry would drive to the hospital with their car.
Liam was sitting next to Zayn who was laying on the ambulance stretcher.
Tears were endlessly streaming down his cheeks as he saw Zayn laying there.
The two paramedics immediately started with their work.
Liam could hear one of them saying something to the other.
"We got a respiratory arrest, we need CPR!"
Immediately the paramedic started reanimating Zayn.
Liam's shaking hand grabbed Zayn's lifeless, ice-cold hand.
It was like in one of those predictable movies just that this wasn't a movie and there wasn't a garantueed happy ending...
Eventually the ambulance arrived at the hospital and they hurried inside.
Liam wasn't allowed to go with them. He wasn't even able to protest anymore, he just sat down in the waiting area burying his face in his hands.
"Excuse me, are you here for the young man that had just been admitted?"
Liam looked up and met the eyes of a female doctor.
He nodded, wiping away the tears with the sleeves of his sweater.
"Can I go see him?"
The doctor smiled at Liam sympathetically and sat down next to him.
"I'm afraid you can't. Since you are just his friend I'm not allowed to let you inside. I'm sorry."
"No! You don't understand, I need to go see him."
Just as Liam argued back Louis and Harry ran towards Liam and stopped in front of them.
"I'm sorry but I really cannot let you go in there. It's very critical at the moment..."
"But I'm his family! I'm his boyfriend.."
Liam looked down and tried to avoid the tears threatening to spill again.
"I'm very sorry, but you can help by telling me the name of him
and the events of the evening. The blood test is going to be sent into the laboratory but it will take a few hours so we need a hint to know what we have to expect."
"His name is Zayn Malik..."
Liam then took a deep breath and swallowed before he started to tell the whole story with a trembling voice.
Meanwhile, Louis and Harry looked at each other confused.
Did they miss an episode?
Were Liam and Zayn boyfriends and nobody knew?
"...And then I went outside with him and he was extremely pale and close to collapsing all the time. We wanted to walk a little but he couldn't and I saw down with him. He had troubles breathing, he started retching and threw up but he was too weak so he just leaned against my shoulder. After a while we stood up and not even even 10 feet of walking he suddenly collapsed."
Liam took a deep breath again and looked at the doctor who was nodding.
"There's a big possibility that he was drugged or also called 'roofied'. Meaning someone had put a drug as Rohypnol or GHB into his drink to probably make him compliant. It's also called the date-rape drug and it often circulates at parties."
Liam stared at the doctor with wide eyes.
He had promised Zayn to look after him and watch out that nothing would happen.
And now Zayn was laying in the hospital just because of him...
"The only thing you can do is call Mr. Malik's parents. Since he isn't of full age we need them informed and here for further treatment."
Liam nodded even if he didn't have Zayn's parents' phone number.
The doctor smiled and quickly stood up before leaving down the hallway.
As she was finally gone, Liam's eyes started to fill with tears again.
It was his fault, he broke the promise and didn't look for Zayn...
Liam flinched as he felt someone pulling him into a hug.
He opened his eyes and saw Harry's curls dancing in front of his face.
"Don't cry, Liam. He's going to be alright."
Harry was talking to Liam in his soothingly deep voice while still hugging him.
"Lou is calling Zayn's mom right now."
"It's..all..m-my fault...I promised."
Harry pulled Liam closer and held him tighter.
"None of this is your fault, Li. Those are all just theories and no matter what happened it isn't you fault! Don't say that again!"
Liam just nodded but couldn't stop the intrusive thoughts telling him that it was his fault.
"Zayn's family will come as soon as possible, they're out of town this week but they are probably gonna be here in like 2 hours."
Louis sat down next to Liam as well and rubbed his back.
"He's gonna be okay, Liam."
Liam just nodded once again and kept holding onto Harry.
Only after 10 minutes the voice of the female doctor, this time in a much more serious voice, made Liam look up.
"I'm very sorry but Mr' Malik's condition is very critical. He isn't responsive to any stimuli and is still unconscious. We could lose him, he could fall into a coma..."
For Liam it felt like his world was shattering into a million pieces.
He sat in the waiting area trying to stop from crying but he was unable to breathe from sobbing.
"Please calm down, Liam. Take a deep breath."
Harry and Louis were trying to comfort him but it wasn't possible.
And the fact that the doctors wouldn't let them go to Zayn made everything worse.
"They can fuck themselves with those rules. We are going to Zayn now." Louis went off to a doctor and started discussing with him.
"You can't be serious! Can't you see how down he is?! Fuck your rules and those unnecessary laws!"
He pointed over to Liam who was still crying.
Just as Louis was arguing with the doctor, Mrs. Malik rushed inside.
She looked just as a mother was looking when she got the message that her son had been admitted to the hospital.
As Louis saw her he walked towards her and she hugged him.
"What happened Louis?!"
"We were at a party and Zayn just passed out...but you gotta ask Liam because he was with him."
"Where is he?"
Now the doctor Louis had been arguing with joined in on the conversation.
"Are you Mrs. Malik?"
She nodded and the doctor continued to speak.
"I suppose you would like to go to your son now so I will explain everything on the way."
As they were walking through the white and brightly illuminated hallways of the hospital in mid of the night, Liam was shaking.
He was scared to see Zayn, scared he would screw up once again.
Louis' pov:
Liam's hands were shaking and the closer we came Zayn's room, the more was he panicking.
I never liked him, I really never did but it seemed like he really cared about Zayn.
No matter how hard he had hurt Zayn, he seemed completely wrecked right now.
I knew how Liam felt because I felt just as horrible.
I walked over to him and took his hand. He looked at me with widened eyes and furrowed eyebrows.
"Don't be so nervous, love. It's Zayn, he's gonna get through this."
Liam relaxed under my touch but again looked like he was about to cry.
"What if he will fall into a coma? What if he won't wake up again? What if he doesn't want to see me?"
"What if, what if. We have to hope and wait, Liam."
He nodded once again and suddenly stopped walking.
I looked at the doctor and Trisha who were just entering a room.
My heart skipped a beat and I also started to feel nervous.
Eventually we were allowed to enter as well and a shiver ran down my spine.
As I saw Zayn being in mid of seemingly 100 machines, having an infusion in his hand and being deadly pale, my heart dropped.
It felt like we were in a Grey's Anatomy episode, just that this was real and there wasn't a director who could make the person wake up on cue...
Maybe Liam was right, maybe he'd really fall into a coma, maybe he won't wake up again, maybe Zayn wouldn't make it...