Stole My Heart(A Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Chapter 33

"Samantha! Your sound check is in a minute! Lets go!" The stage manager yelled.

"I guess I should go." I said, as I got off Zayn's lap.

"We'll see each other before the show, calm down." Louis said.

"Okay Louis." I played along.

I walked out of the room and toward the stage. Once I was on stage, I walked toward the microphone stand.

"Sam, your doing two songs tonight!"

I nodded. And started singing Next To Me.

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After I do both of my songs. I'm walking off the stage and just fall down, holding onto my stomach. The bottom part, beneath the belly button just started killing me!

"Ow shit!" I screamed in pain. I was seriously about to cry! It was so painful!

"Sam?! Babe are you okay?" Zayn came running over.

"No. I don't know what happened. It hurts so much!" I cried.

"Someone help me!" Zayn said, putting his arm around me.

"What's going on?"

"Is she okay?"

"Call someone!!"

"I can't move Zayn! It hurts!!!" I cried more. What the fuck is this!?

"Liam get the nurse person!" Harry yelled. Nurse person? Really?

I saw Liam run all over the place and come back a few minutes later with a woman.

She got down on the floor next to me, "now sweetie, your going to have to tell me where it hurts. I'll press down on it, gently and see if if hurts okay?" I nodded.

She pressed down on it and it made me cry even more! It hurt so made!

"Well looks like your going to have to get your appendix out my dear." She said. I froze. No no no no, me and hospitals?! You're crazy right? I'm terrified of needles, the people there are evil. I'm not going to no hospital!

"No! I'm not going!" I screamed!

"Sweetie, you can die if you don't get it out in time. Do you want to die?" My eyes were seriously going to fall out. "It's only going to be three tiny cuts in your stomach. No biggy." She added.

NO BIGGY?! Who the hell is she!?.

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"Zayn I'm scared." I said, tightening my grip on his hand. I was laying on a hospital bed, about to get move for surgery. I never had surgery. I don't want surgery. Can they let me die? No, oh okay..

"You'll be fine. Ill be right here when you come back." He said, rubbing his thumb back and forth on my hand.

There was a knock on the door, and a male doctor came in.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"No!" I rushed out. The man laughed. Laughed? What's so funny?!

One young man and one young lady, came up to my bed. They started moving me out of the room. I couldn't see Zayn anymore.

"ZAYN!" I cried. I tried to seat up, but the lady just held me down.

"ZAYN! HELP ME!" I cried again.

"You'll be fine babe! I love you!" I heard. I let more tears fall down as I approach two big doors.

Here goes nothing.