Little Bird (Ziall Horlik) M-preg

Chapter 22

Zayn's POV

"What do you mean, you can't take him until Wednesday week? He's suicidal and he cuts himself, I don't think that can be any more of an emergency to get him admitted immediately!" I yelled at the stupid lady on the phone. After Niall left for school this is all I've been doing, talking to different places to get Liam proper help. Really, there are only about five that I feel are good places, but those five all have a waiting list on them until next week. This one is the shortest wait to get him in because it's only until Wednesday and today is Monday, but I still feel this is completely crazy. If someone is hurting themself and is in danger of ending their life, I feel like that's an emergency.

"Sir, we understand your predicament but we also have multiple others that have much worse things than that. We can put his name down for the first thing Wednesday morning and we'll call every day to make sure he's doing alright. Just don't leave him alone and monitor everything he does." The stupid annoying lady told me, making me roll my eyes. I told her to put his name down anyway, no matter how angry I was that he couldn't get to go there today. It's only today and tomorrow we have to worry about getting through. I hung up the phone and went to go where Louis and Liam were in our spare bedroom. I almost walked in on them because their door was open a crack, but I heard Liam say something weakly that made my head spin.

"I think Niall is pregnant again..." I gripped onto the door way, and listened closely.

"How do you know that, love? He doesn't look like it or anything." Louis said back in a soft voice.

"I went upstairs while you and Zayn were in the kitchen to tell him good luck today, and I heard him throwing up. I'm not sure if he was just really nervous or if it was morning sickness, so don't tell Zayn. I'm sure they'll both figure it out together." Liam whisperered. I decided that would be a good time to knock on the door because if Liam gets me thinking Niall is pregnant again, that would drive me crazy in thinking I ruined his chance at going to school again or having some what of a normal life.

I walked into their room and saw both of them snuggled up together closely. Liam didn't look at me when I walked in, instead he kept his eyes studying Louis face like it would be the last thing he would see in his life.

"Sorry guys, um, just wondering if you want lunch or something to drink." I asked Louis and looked to Liam for a response, but got none.

"Do you want something, love? You haven't eaten all day." Louis asked Liam in a sweet whisper. I smiled sadly at the two because they would be ripped apart in only two days. I watched as Liam shook his head and some tears rolled down his sunken cheeks.

"I don't deserve to eat." He whispered to his boyfriend, then buried his face in Louis chest. I guess that's why the poor man is so thin, his mind is telling him things to make him not eat.

"Liam, can I get some juice? Would you drink that?" I asked him, but he only sobbed harder. Louis motioned for me to leave so I did, but feeling quite horrible that I just made my best friend break down in tears for offing him juice.

I got the twins in their highchairs and started to feed them both a jar of baby food, making them laugh as I made funny faces at them. They were really growing up so fast, my eight month old babies. Goodness, I felt like it was much harder for me to watch them grow up so fast than it was for Niall sometimes. Then again, he did take it pretty hard when it was time to stop breastfeeding. I guess it's hard on both of us in different ways.

My phone buzzed, telling me I got a text and I ran to go get it off the counter hoping it was Niall saying things were going fine. Sure enough, it was him.

From: Nialler

I really like it here! Already met some friends. How are the twins? I love you so, so much.