Promise You Won't Forget {Zayn Malik Fan Fic}

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

"Roxi, you need to rest." Zayn spoke.

"Zayn, I'm fine. I can still move. I don't want to be treated differently." I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"When will Dr. Stone call us again?"

"In a few days he said. So we should get the call soon. Then we will discuss surgery and chemotherapy"

"How are you so calm about this?" He looked at me in amazement.

"It's because I have you by my side." I engulfed him in a huge hug.

"I love you." He whispered into my hair.

"I love you more." I whispered back to him.

{end of the day}

"Rox, what do you want for dinner?" Zayn called out from the kitchen.

"Let's go out!" I shout back.

I heard piter pater of footsteps followed by the tall figure which is Zayn. "Where to love?"

"I want to go to the mall. We can eat, and shop."

"If that is what you want, we will do it." He stepped closer and filled my with a warm hug.

"Brilliant!" I jumped up and kissed him. "I'll go get ready." He nodded and I skipped to our room.

I tried my best to keep all my worries inside me. I acted cheerful on the outside, but I was more than legitimately dying in the inside. I was scared to die in two months. I didn't want to leave Zayn. Sure he had his brothers, but he wouldn't have me.

I was scared of chemo and surgery. I had so many unanswered questions that made me sick inside.

"Everything alright in there?" He said knocking on the door.

"Y-yeah. Just a little light headed. Could you come help me?" I sheepishly ask.

"Of course!" He busted threw the door and walked over to me. "Sit down."

I did as he said and he moved over to the closet. "Pick out whatever." I said.

He nodded and rummaged threw the mess.

He emerged moments later holing my outfit. It was my black Armani dress I got ages ago.

"Zayn," I laughed. "We're going to the mall, not the red carpet."

"So! Live While We're Young!" Oh dear god how I hatted him bringing up song names from his old band One Direction.

"You really just said LWWY?" I asked and broke out in laughter.

"What?" He retorted. "I can't relive my teen years?"

"Zayn you sound like a 80 year old man!"

"Oh boo you!" I laughed along with him. "It's not like you don't pretend you're Miss Cover Girl anymore!"

"Zayn that was three years ago! I have moved on!"

"Oh have you now?" I raised an eyebrow. "Explain why you still have this dress?" He waved it around in his hand.

"Just get over here Malik!" He laughed and walked over to me.

He aided me in getting my dress and shoes on. He took a step back to admire his work.

He threw out a loud whistle and looked me up and down.

"Snap out if it Malik." I said pushing passed him. "It's nothing new to you." I smirked and headed out to the front door.

After a few minutes of waiting, I got impatient. "MALIK!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" He said approaching me.

"Oh lord Zayn!" I said coughing. "What do you have on?"

"It's my new cologne Niall got me for my birthday."

"Well, I think you put to much on!" I dramatically swatted the air around my face.

"It will wear off! Now lets go." I grabbed my hand. "I don't want to be stuck in traffic." He pulled me out to his Lamborghini, helped me in, and sped down the street.

"Tonight is going to be fun!" I said as we drove.

"Got that right! Mall here comes Roxi and Zayn!" I laugh and proceed to turn up the radio, singing along to every song.