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

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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"Zayn I feel sick." I said stopping in my tracks, holding my stomach.

"Do you want to go home?" He asked rubbing my back.

People probably thought we where crazy. In the middle of a crowded mall, me almost throwing up, and Zayns hands all over me.

"Just give me a second." I said and ran off to the bathrooms.

I went into the nearest stall and slammed the door behind me.

I threw up for about 10 minutes before finally composing myself. I walked out of the stall, hair a mess, and face pale. I walked to the sinks and splashed my face with water.

"Are you okay?" A squeaky voice said behind me.

I jumped and turned around. "Y-yeah. I'm perfect." I put on a fake smile.

"No you're not. I heard you throw up for about 10 minutes." The girls eyes filled with concern.

"It's complicated." I whispered.

"Tell me." She moved closer to me. "Please?"

"No, don't worry."

"I just wanted to help." She hung her head and started to walk away.

"Stage four." I called after her.

She whipped around. Her face was confused.

"Brain cancer." Her hand flew to her mouth, and tears formed in her eyes. I jolted back when she flung herself towards my body. She wrapped her small arms around me.

"I'm so sorry." She spoke. "How long have you known?"

"For two days." I replied.

"You're brave you know." She looked at me. "Very brave."

"Thank you." I smiled.

"I hope you're not going threw this alone."

"No I have my boyfriend."

Her eyes softened with relief. "Who is the lucky man?" She nudged my arm.

"Zayn. Zayn Malik."

"Oh from that old boy band One Direction right?" I nodded. "What a lucky girl!" She paused. "Well, I better be going. Best of luck to you."

"Thank you." As awkward as it was, it was nice to meet someone nice. The funny things that happen in this world.

"Finally." Zayn ran over to my and picked me up in a huge hug. "Are you okay now?"

"A little bit." I kissed his cheek and he put me down.

"Are you still up to shop?"

"Maybe just a few stores. Nothing to much." Zayn nodded, took my hand, and lead me threw the mall.

"How about Mac? I need more make up."

"Sure Babe."

"Any more stores?" Zayn asked. We have been to 5 stores, and Zayn and I were both tired.

"No, I think we better get going." I replied.

"Good idea.

The ride home was quiet. We didn't do much talking at all.

When we finally got home, I rushed in the house, not caring were I threw my bags, and ran up to our bathroom.

I don't know what happened. I suddenly felt sick again. I was fine in the car, but now it was different.

"Rox, you okay in there?" Zayn knocked on the door.

"No." I coughed out. Zayn busted threw the door, and went right to me. He held my hair back, and rubbed my back.

"It's okay." He whispered. "It will be okay."

His voice calmed me the rest of the night.

I made more trips to the bathroom, and I did t get much sleep.

Cancer sucks. It's as simple as that. Why me? I thought.

Although I'll never understand why it is the way it is, I have to live with it. It is my life now.

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