The Cheeky Bitch (A 1D fanfic)

Pregnant.

Lexi's POV:

"So you are pregnant?" The nurse asked in shock but she tried to hide it. 

"I'm not sure. I didn't take a test so i'm not one hundred percent sure but I have a really strong feeling that I am." I said avoiding her gaze. 

"And you do know how dangerous it is to be pregnant with a diagnosis like this?' She said. 

"Yes, I do."

"I could take you for a blood test now and tell you right away if you're pregnant of not and then give you the results immediatly." 

"That would be great, thank you." I said and she nodded. Looks like I'm not getting a CT scan today. I followed the nurse down the hall to a door that said "Hematology". Thank goodness we didn't have to pass Zayn on the way there. She led me into another room and sat me down on the chair.

Immediatly, she got to work. She wrapped an elastic on my arm and cleaned the area. I winced as she stuck the needle in my arm. It stayed there for a bit until the got enough blood for the test and took it out. 

I sat there for a bit freaking out inside until she came back. I looked up at her anxiously as she sat across of me. 

"Lexi, you are definetly pregnant, about a month along." She said. 

"I knew it.' I mumbled. 

"You do understand the dangers about being pregnant with cancer right?" She asked. 

"Yes, I've checked online and I know." 

"Are you keeping it?" 

"Yes, I'm keeping the baby. Absolutly."

"Well, the first thing you need to do is tell your boyfriend." 

"How do you know he's my boyfriend?" 

"I can put two and two together." She said with a genuine smile. "You need to tell him so he can be there for you everystep of the way okay?" I nodded.

"Thank you." I said while I stood up from my seat and shook her hand then walked back to the waiting room. 

***

"Lexi's what's going on?" Zayn said as I took a seat on the bed next to me. He took my hands in his and looked at me with those amber eyes. They made me melt. 

"I'm pregnant." 

His eyes widened in shock but his eyes the furrowed in confusion. "How?" 

How? Um, I think we all took that class back in high school Zayn.. 

"I thought you couldn't get pregnant with your diagnosis and with the pills your taking."

I just shrugged. "Shit, Lexi!" He banged his fists on the bed before jumping up hastily then pacing back and forth infront of me. "Fuck!"

"Look, I know this is bad timing but-" He cut me off and turned to me. 

"Bad timing? This is worse than bad timing! I wanted to be there for you and I want it to be me and you!  Now this? How can you even have a baby? Do you know how dangerous that is Lexi?!" 

"You'll make a great father Zayn. We'll make it trough this. I promise." I said on the verge of tears. 

"How?!" He said exasperated. His amber eyes burned with fury with every word he spoke. "I can't deal with this!" He raised his hands up in defeat and grabbed the keys from the dresser and stormed out. I winced as I heard the slam of the front door and the tears started to fall. 

His reaction was worse then I could ever imagine. I mean I knew this was going to be upset but I was not expecting this. So now I'm sitting in our bedroom, alone and in silence. I brushed away a tear and sighed. 

I got up and slipped out of my clothes from the day. I kept my panties on and threw on one of Zayn's shirts over my head. 

This afternoon exhausted me and I need to sleep already. It was about 4 o'clock but I'm tired. 

I crawled into bed and buried my head into Zayn's pillow. His cologne lingered on it and it was so intoxicated. It was like that that I fell asleep. 

***

Something woke me up. A sound. I rubbed my eyes but the noise kept playing. I checked the clock on the nigtht stand, it read 2:38. I got out of bed and tip-toed to the music room. 

The sound was so beautiful it was an acoustic guitar playing. I reached the music room and saw Zayn playing the guitar. His back was to me but as he played he was singing Wonderwall by Oasis. It was beautiful. 

As he finished he let the last note linger a bit. I clapped quietly but loud enough for him to hear me and turn around. 

He smiled weakily and turned his body to me. He set down his guitar beside him and motioned for me to come forward to I did. 

I sat down on his lap and wrapped my ams around his neck. We sat quietly while he played with the hem of his shirt I was wearing but the spoke up. 

"Lexi, I am so so sorry." He said. From this point I saw that his eyes were sorta blood shot so maybe he was crying before. 

"Please don't apologize-"

"No please let me apologize. It'll make me feel better." He said. I sighed then nodded and let him continue. "I didn't mean to make you feel terrible. I was just shocked. I didn't know you could get prenant first but now that you told me I feel angry. Not at you but at the baby thats about to be born."

I looked at him oddly but he continued. "When I came back you were sleeping so I grabbed the computer and googled some stuff." 

"Zayn, you didn't.-" 

"I did. That's why I got angry because I had an idea about what was going to happen. Then googling it made it worse." He said and hung his head low avoiding my gaze. I moved one hand from his neck and moved it to his cheek.

"Lexi I can't lose you!" He said looking up at me with glassy eyes. "The chances of you surviving this birth are slim and there is no way I can do this without you." He said allowing a tear to slip down his cheek. 

I pecked a kiss on his lips and then looked at him in the eyes. "You aren't going to lose me.-"

"But what if I do. How can I raise this child knowing that he or she took you away from me!' He said loudly making me let our a tear aswell. 

I cupped both his cheeks. "Listen to me. You are not going to lose me."