Briana

Chapter 13

"The bleeding was basically caused by the amount of stress around you, take it easy! But other than that, the baby is safe. You were lucky this time, you might not be so lucky next time. I say you spend a few days in the hospital so we can keep an eye on you and that baby, but when we do discharge you, you will have to be on bed rest." The doctor explained as Harry held my hand. I was in a hospital room, Harry was eventually let inside once the doctors figured out everything was okay.

Louis chose not to come inside.

"Just rest it up." The doctor smiled and then walked out of the room. Tears an down my cheeks as Harry held my hand, I couldn't deal with the fact Louis was upset at me.

I couldn't deal with the fact that this baby could possibly not be Louis'.

"If it's mine, I'll give it the world. Damn it, if it isn't mine I'll still care for it." Harry told me as he caressed my hand.

"Why?" I asked in a weak voice.

"Because I care about you." He answered then kissed my forehead. That was a good enough answer for me, I've never had a guy treat me as well as Harry did.

Eventually Louis came into the hospital room with a smug look on his face. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his skinny jeans as he scowled at me.

"How's the baby?" He asked in a low voice.

"Alive." I said with risen eyebrows.

"Good." He answered then pulled up a chair on the other side of my bed. "I want to get it tested."

"After birth, please. It's the easiest and painless way..." I begged him.

"Fine. I'll wait, but I want that DNA test, Briana. I can't stand the idea of that baby not being mine, I need the confirmation." Louis snapped.

"I have to stay in the hospital for a while." I told him and folded my hands over my stomach. "Just so they could make sure everything's okay."

"Well I'm leaving. I've got people to see." Louis frowned.

He left that day, and two days after Harry left. I was put on bed rest, and I was going to stay until I gave birth since my due date was so close.

The doctor said I could go home at one point, but suddenly new pictures of Louis and a girl named Danielle were released and my stress levels spiked.

Ashley always came to the hospital to see how I was, and so did my mother and my brother. We were one big happy family, except without the baby's father. The idea of not knowing who the baby belonged to also made me nervous, which is what also worried a few other people.

One day I got a visit from what was said to be a special visitor, and when I saw the person who walked through the door, it was no other than Zayn Malik.

I hadn't seen him since the last time we had sex.

"Zayn." I smiled. "How are you?"

"Making new music. Finally getting on my feet with my own career." Zayn said as he sat next to my hospital bed.

"I see you all the time in magazines. You were in Billboard recently..." I mentioned. I nervously played with my finger, I knew the issue that brought Zayn to see me.

"I'm also seeing the model Gigi Hadid. She's in the car outside, which is why I can't stay for long." Zayn nodded and pierced his lips together. "I can't smoke in here, can I?"

"Zayn, I'm pregnant." I reminded him with widened eyes. He chuckled.

"Right." He laughed. "Which is why I'm here... You know about nine months ago..."

"I know." I sighed. Zayn shook his head and leaned back in his seat, slumping down.

"I know Louis is pretty active in your life, and everyone says he's the father, but we did make love. So the question is, who's the real father, me or him?" Zayn asked. My cheeks got red as I bowed my head. "Those are the only possibilities, right?"

"Don't you remember our hot night with you, Harry and Louis and some of the other girls?" I asked as my cheeks got red.

"I was high as shit, but now that you mention it, you should correct that to hot nights." Zayn said as he leaned forward in his seat. He took a lighter out of his pocket and fiddled with it, opening it and closing it continuously. "So it can be any one of us practically."

"I slept with Niall once also. So it's basically all of you, minus Liam." I admitted in shame.

"Are there any guys you slept with out of the band?" Zayn asked with a risen brow. I sighed and rubbed my stomach.

"Oli." I exhaled. Zayn sucked his teeth and scratched behind his ear.

"You got around, Briana." Zayn sighed.

"Which is why we need a DNA test." I sighed. "I need a sample from all of you, just to be sure."

"I'll give you my sample now. Tell me the results when the little thing pops out, alright?" Zayn asked and I nodded with a smile. Zayn stood up and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I'll be seeing you."

"Bye, Zayn." I waved as he walked out of the room.