Leaving You

Leah's P.O.V

My mum squeezed my sweaty palm as the sonography machine rolled into my room. Just a few minutes ago my mum was allowed inside and she ran to me. I told her what my doctor had just informed me and she cried. Never have I seem my mother cry in front of me. And I was the reason why.

"Okay ma'am. I'm just going to squirt some jelly onto your belly to get a picture of the baby. Then I'm just going to wave the camera over where the fetus is." I nodded at the new doctors words. My company smiled at me as they lifted up my gown to only place my blanket over my lower half. The new doctor rolled on the jelly which was cold on my warm being. She smeared it in gently and brought up a camera wand.

"It's okay just relax." She reassure while I squeezed my mother's hand. It was lowered onto me slowly. Eventually it rolled all over my stomach until the screen found a circle. A pumping noise came from the machine.

"That's your baby." She announced. I instantly felt pressure on my good hand as my mum was squeezing back. Happy tears streamed down her pale cheeks. Her first grandchild. I couldn't help but smile at the small ball at the screen. That was my baby, mine.

"It looks healthy even from your injuries. Too soon to tell the gender, but you are about two months along. Congrats. I'll call our prenatal doctor tomorrow and she's going to answer some questions." She rolled out of the room leaving a roll of film in my hands. My mother and I cried over the pictures if my growing baby.

"Honey, why don't you get some sleep ? I'm going to call your father. He and Tracey will be here when you wake up okay ?" My mum offered in a soft tone.

"Just please don't tell them what happened. Not yet. And don't let Zayn in please mum. I can't see him." I begged. However, I didn't need to. She understood my orders. The last thing I saw was her smiling face. My sonograms were in my hands as I drifted off.

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"Leah ? It's Dr. Mathers wakey wakey ! It's 8:30 in the morning." I heard the familiar voice boom. My eyes opened to see him fiddling around with a few machines connected to me. I wiped away the fog and woke up quickly.

"Good morning sir." I said stretching only to be filled with pain. My shoulder stabbed and I got a pounding headache. I just wanted to go back to the comfort of sleep. However, I knew that I needed to be up. A nurse came in and unhooked me free of any machines. Another unwrapped my arm and put it into a sling. It awkwardly sat in it, no pain though.

"You ready for a walk ?" My doctor asked happily. I nodded giddily back. However a nurse intruded in rather rudely.

"Excuse me Ms. Sanchez your fiancé is here." She spoke leading in Zayn. He was wearing the leather jacket I'd given him for his birthday last year. In his hands he had a large bouquet of Daisy's my favorite flower, get well balloons, and chocolates.

My mum sat speechless looking at my horrified face. Whilst, my doctor shook his available hand.

"Dr. Mathers."

"Zayn Malik."

Zayn put down his gifts in the floor and came to me. Thank goodness my mum stepped in his way before he could get close. He looked at me hurt, but I could only look away. The flashes of last night were in my mind. He landed me in the hospital with his actions. How could I ever look at him the same ? He is suppose to be my fiancé and love me.

"I'll take her for the walk. I need to talk to her anyways." Zayn said passing my mum. I gave her a worried glare telling her to help me.

"It's fine Zayn I got i-" She began only to be cut off by him.

"Don't be silly Teresa ! I got her." He reassured as I got up. He reached out to my arms to help me up successfully. I cringed at his touch. Usually I'd be delighted, but now I couldn't stand him. Once my feet hit the floor I felt wobbly from my concussion. My knees gave out and I almost fell. Almost. I was grabbed by Zayn's strong arms from falling.

"I got you babe." He exclaimed as he helped me regain my height. I didn't even bother with a thanks. Once ready, I was escorted into the calm hospital halls. It was just the two of us walking around groups of nurses working. As we carried on down the hall eventually a hand snaked around my waist pulling me closely into his leather. Our bodies were smudged together as I walked.

"Zayn stop." I tried to pull away, but his firm grab had me. I wasn't going anywhere.

"Leah I love you so much. You are my fiancé. I'm so sorry that things got carried away. Something came through me and the glass just flew out. I'm so sorry." He appoligized to me sincerely. I could see in his eyes he was sorry, but I'm terrified of him. My boyfriend of three years and the father of my baby. For the child I needed to put it behind me. It was just out tempers.

"It's okay. I forgive you." I leaned in and kissed him. My tongue explored his smoker's breath, something I usually hated except for now. His hands wrapped around my backside, eliminating the distance between us. Before we could get to intense in the hallway, I pulled away. We smiled at each other.

"I have really good news." I exclaimed in Zayn's arms.

"What ?" He asked with a slightly worried look.

"Last night they ran some tests. I'm pregnant. We are pregnant." I exclaimed through the hall a bit too loudly. A few people smiled and congratulated us. I didn't think I would ever see a face become so bright so quickly.

"I'm going to be a dad ?" He asked. I smiled and nodded. We cheered together as he picked me up and spun me around. Slowly I was put back down to the ground only to be kissed. Our lips connected messily. We started to get into it again until a male doctor came down our hall. He released my lips and started walking me back to my room. This time we walked in hand in hand smiling. My sister Tracey and my dad stood by my bed talking to my mum. Their eyes widened at my arm sling and bruises. My mom had told them.

"I just told Zayn about the baby." I announced to our new found company. My beautiful blonde sister walked over and hugged us.

"I'm so happy ! I'm going to be Aunt Tracey !" Her hands clapped together like a child. My 30 year old sister was alway hyper and got excited easily. Tracey was single and baby crazy. However, I was 7 years younger and the one with child. She remained happy for us.

"I can't believe my littlest baby is having a baby. Zayn you bastard !" My father jokingly poked him. He was probably in shock that I was familiar with sex. "Can't believe I'm going to be a grandfather ! I'm so excited." I could see my dad holding back any tears, he needed to be manly for us.

"Only two months along and everyone is getting all emotional." I laughed. Everyone else shared a smile with me. They were all just trying to make me feel better. And it was working.

"Well Leah, we are going to get breakfast. We'll be back soon. Okay ?" My dad reassured. I nodded gently so I didn't make my concussion worse. Within seconds they were all waving and walking out. Leaving me alone with Zayn who was now sat fairly close to my bed.

"I missed you last night." He said while his arm brushed against my good one romantically. I just wanted him to go away right now. I had to take off work because be landed me here. And now he's trying to be romantic ?

"Well I would've been there if you hadn't landed me in here." I snapped at him. His face went from happy to hurt in seconds.

"And I said I was sorry." He bit back. His palm was squeezing my wrist tightly. It sent stabbing pain through my entire good arm. My eyes widened at his aggressiveness.

"Get off." I snapped at my fiancé. He obliged and released me. I brought my hand close hand to me quickly. My blue eyes examined the forming bruises on my wrist. This was getting annoying.

"What about baby names ?" I asked changing my feelings. He smiled at me nicely. Seconds ago he had a murderous look and now it was back to the look I fell in love with. What happened ?

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