Little Bird (Ziall Horlik) M-preg

Chapter 2

Zayn's POV

There was an annoying beeping sound filling my pounding head. I tried opening my eyes to see what it was, but the light was so bright. I hissed and squeezed my eyes shut.

"Zayn?" A soft voice said, and I felt a light rub on my hand. I opened my eyes just enough so they could adjust to the light. I looked up through my squinted eyes and saw a blue eyed, feather haired boy looking down at me. As my eyes got used to the brightness, I opened them more and more. I looked around the room and saw that it was only us in the room.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me gently. I looked down to where his hand was resting on top of mine and for some reason, it felt familiar. The way his lighter skin contrasted with my tan skin made this feel like I've seen it before. Maybe it's just my brain thinking of Niall. It's always thinking of Niall.

The door opened revealing a doctor in a white coat. My head was hurting too bad to even talk so I just looked at him as he smiled at me and pulled up a chair to sit next to me. He looked down at his clipboard, then shook his head.

"So, looks like you have a pretty nasty concussion from that fall you took. But I also wanted to ask why you just passed out in the middle of the hall. A few nurses and people near the area said you looked pale and disoriented." He looked at me with his glasses covered eyes pouring into me. I cleared my throat, but my head hurt doing so. I felt a soft hand slip into mine and took it to squeeze, until the throbbing stopped.

"I just felt really light headed, I guess. I also felt really tired." I said quietly so it wouldn't hurt my head. He nodded then got up and pulled up my shirt to reveal my thin stomach. I looked allot thinner than muscular now, and it was kind of disappointing because I wanted to look good for Niall. Not thin and gross.

"Have you been eating regularly? Or even lately, by looks of how thin you are." He asked and I shook my head lightly.

"When was the last time you ate, like a day ago or...?"

"Maybe a week? I stopped keeping track." I told him and both Louis and the doctor gasped. I looked at both of them, but the look Louis gave me was the worst. Those blue eyes were looking at me full of concern and almost fear. I know I bearly know the lad, but I squeezed his hand to make him feel better. I just hate seeing people in distress.

"Why is that? Do you have some issues with that? We can get you help. We have the best rehabilitation center in all of the UK right here at this hospital. It's not a bad thing to get help." The doctor said trying to convince me. I cracked a little smile and shook me head.

"No, no I don't have a problem. We were running out of food durring the storm and I have a boyfriend that just had our babies so, I gave whatever I had to him. He's breastfeeding twins. He needs the food more than me." I told him with a smile on my face, thinking of my little family.

"Well, it took a toll on your body which is the reason why you probably fainted. Also, just by this those dark circles, I guess you haven't slept much either. We're going to hook you up to some IVs to get your nutrition back up, and let you rest while we do it. Not sleep too long, just relax a bit more." The minute he told me he was going to hook me up to stuff, I sat up and got out of bed ignoring the pounding in my head.

"Nope! I'm fine. I have to get back to my boyfriend anyway, see you later doc!" I said walking out the door, but he grabbed my wrist to stop me from moving.

"Sir, this is for your health. You need to-"

"I'm fine! I don't need to be hooked up to anything, I just need to get back to my family!" I yelled at him and started running out the door. The truth was, I was terrified of getting hooked up to things. After seeing my dad in that hospital with so many tubes running in and out of his body, something in my brain was terrified that would make me just like him. It would make everyone around me worried if I was going to be there for my family, if I would be there to meet my grandchildren or if I would even make it through the night. There's no way I would put anyone in that position. I hated being on the other end of that.

"Zayn, stop!" Louis yelled at me. I stepped inside an empty room, trying to keep my tears form falling as images of my dad flashed though my mind. Louis stepped in and closed the door behind him.

"He said he could even let you be in the same room as Niall and the babies. You have to do this, if not you won't be healthy for your family and you won't be there to help them. You look so sick and tired. Just do it for them, please." Louis begged. A few of my tears fell and he reached up to wipe them.

After Louis got me out of the room, we ended up back in Niall's room where he was still sleeping with the lights off. A nurse strolled in another bed and told me to lay down on it and relax. I didn't listen, instead I felt horrible for doing it, but I woke Niall up and explained what they wanted to do. He got out of bed and came and stood next to me, holing my head to his chest.

"I'm here Zayn. Don't worry." He told me quietly and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes as the big needle was inserted into my hand and tapped there. Then the nurse clamped something in my finger, and that was it.

"We're all done now!" The nurse said happily then left the room. Niall didn't let go of me and instead told me to scoot over in bed. We both laid there together, him running his fingers over my arms and leaving kissing on the back if my neck.

"You're alright." He whispered and kissed me one more time. I felt my eyes get heavy, so I followed their lead and went to sleep knowing I have Niall's arms were around me and anything I was scared of was fixed by my little baby.

Niall's POV

I stayed laying next to Zayn watching his thick eyelashes shut, then moved out of the bed so I could go ask the nurses for my babies. Only then did I realize that Louis guy was just standing in the corner watching us.

This guy gave me a really weird feeling. Those piercing blue eyes and soft, yet sharp features just made him look like I couldn't trust him. I had a feeling any time I was around him that he had this whole hidden secret or something like that. He didn't say much either.

"Is he alright?" He asked me quietly and looking at Zayn with way too much fondness than I liked.

"Yeah, I think he has a fear of needles or something like that." I said and took a protective step closer to my boyfriend. My. Boyfriend. Mine.

"He was really freaked out, kind of scared the shit out of the doctor." Louis laughed softly and looked back at Zayn with that same goddamm fond look. Can he not?

"Where's Harry? Isn't he worried about you?" I asked, hoping that he would realize he has someone who isn't mine. Well, he's just half of my kids DNA, but he's still not mine. I don't want him to be and I don't want Zayn to know about that other thing either, even though he will find out when the babies grow up looking like his best friend. I guess I kind of have to tell him really soon. I hope he handles it well...

"Harry and Liam were waiting in the waiting room to hear how Zayn was doing. I was actually on my way up to ask him what he wanted to eat and I saw him pass out." He told me and started walking closer to me. I sat on the bed, trying to distance ourselves, but he kept coming to me until he was resting his hand on my shoulder.

"You guys have it good. Don't let the past come between you. Also, I want to be friends with you and I don't want there to be any jealous type thing between us. We both know the truth, it's just the other two that don't. Just tell him soon." He told me, then left the room after giving me a sincere smile.

I just sat on the bed thinking over his words. Just something about how he said 'jealous type thing' made me think he knew something more that I didn't. Maybe Zayn knew something too...

A/N: so Louis right? What's in his pants? Like other than a big dick. Hahaha I have the flu so I'm like really loopy with a fever :( comment/Vote!
                                     - Bri;)