Remember Me (Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 12

*EMMAS POV*

I wake up at 9:00 the next morning. I had slept for 20 hours. I had freaked out so much that I took too many sleeping pills. My head had not gotten better at all. The pain felt like I had been kicked in the head and i'm not exaggerating. 

There was obviously something wrong with my head. I pulled out the phonebook and called the hospital to make an appointment to see if they could tell me what was wrong with my head. They got me an appointment for 10:00.

I debated asking Zayn to come with me. I wanted him there in case something was wrong, but at the same time I didn't want to worry him. 

I got into the shower to freshen up before my doctors appointment. I got out of the shower and got dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a baggy sweater. I left my hair down and got my purse and phone and walked out the door. I had decided against asking Zayn to come along. 

I went down to the main street to get a taxi. Living in this city for a while I had gotten pretty good at getting taxi's. I put my fingers in my mouth and whistled for a taxi. One came to a halt and backed up for me to hop in. I told him my destination and he took off.

I arrived at the hospital and payed the taxi fare and got out. I walked into the hospital and went to the room where they would look at my head. I gave the ladies at the desk my name and they told me it would be a moment before someone got me. 

I sat down in the waiting room and looked at the ground the whole time. I picked at my nails and fidgeted with my fingers. I always did this when I was nervous. 

A nurse walks through the waiting room door, "Emma?" I look up and take a deep breath and get up and follow her into a room. 

I sat down as she said, "Hi hun, how are you?" she asks.

She looked to be about mid forties, "I'm good, just my head has been throbbing lately." I reply.

"Alright, lets take your blood pressure for starters." she says before wrapping a band around my arm and squeezing on a little pump at the end of it. She releases the pressure and writes down the number on a piece of paper. 

"Okay, Emma, we are going to take you into our x ray room and get a look at your brain." she says before opening the door and motioning me to follow.

She leads me to a big machiene and tells me to stand by it. She tells me that it will run around my head so it gets a look at all sides of my brain. She instructs me to stand very still. I do as told and before I know it, it was overwith.

"Okay, I am going to get the doctor to look at this. So why don't you go have a seat back in the room?" she tells me.

"Okay." I say with a smile.

I return to the room and sit down and start to fidget with my fingers again. I regret not bringing Zayn with me. He would of calmed me down. Why am I worried? I'm sure it was nothing. I have nothing to be worried about.

I wait about 10 minutes before a man who I assumed to be the doctor walked in along with the nurse who had took my x-ray. He stretched his hand out to me and I shook it. "Hi Emma. How are you feeling?" he asks.

"Well my head hurts and I'm really nervous for what you have to tell me." I admit. 

He paused for a moment before continuing to talk, "Well we took a look at your x-ray and i'm afraid I have bad news." he says. My heart sinks in my chest and I stare at him waiting for him to continue, "We found a brain tumour and it is far in the left side of your brain. We are afraid this is going to lead to brain cancer."

I didn't know what to think. I didn't know how to react, so I sat there with my head in my hands and balled. 

Why haden't I asked Zayn to come? I needed him.