Baby Blues (Zayn Malik Fanfiction-One Direction)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Emma began to feel the drugs working on her body.  The nurses had prepped her for surgery and she was waiting for them to take her in.  Patricia sat next to her.  She watched as Emma started to go in and out of it.  Mumbling words.

“Zayn….love you….sorry……Harry…….never slept with……..”  Patricia’s eyes widened.  What was going on?

“Mrs. Malik, we’re ready to take Emma in now.”  Patricia just nodded. “If there aren’t any complications, which Dr. Smythe isn’t expecting, she should be out in about two hours.”

“Thank you.”  She watched as they wheeled Emma in to surgery.  Patricia said a prayer not only for Emma’s health, but for her relationship with Zayn.  She knew that they loved each other as only two people deeply in love could.  Just one more obstacle they needed to hurdle over.

Zayn went through sound check like clockwork.  Everyone could tell by the sullen look on his face that he was deep in thought about something.  He looked up and saw his brothers all standing in front of him.

“What?”

“Zayn, you okay man?” Liam asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” Harry asked.  Zayn glared at him.  They still hadn’t talked.  No one was sure if they even would talk to each other.

“Yeah, I’m sure.  Look, are we done?”

“Yeah Zayn, were done here.”  Zayn jumped off of the stage, but stopped and turned back to see them all watching him.

“If you’re wondering what I’m thinking about, Emma is having surgery right now.” He turned and kept on walking down the aisle.  Harry felt his heart catch in his throat.  Surgery?  What the hell was going on?

Zayn hurried to his bus.  Once inside he broke down.  There was a pain in his stomach as he thought about Emma.  He loved her more than anything.  And despite what he had said to her, he didn’t want a divorce.  She was his soul.  He climbed into his bed, curled up in a ball and went to sleep.

Patricia waited patiently for Emma to come back from recovery.  The surgery had gone well.  No complications and the doctor would be in to see Emma later after she had woken up.  Yaser had called.  Emma’s mum had called.  Everyone called except for Zayn.

Emma was having the best dream.  She was with Zayn and he was kissing her.  Holding her.  Making love to her.  But when she opened her eyes, she saw the surroundings of her hospital room.  She turned her head to see Patricia reading a book.

“Patricia?”  Patricia looked over and went to her side immediately.

“Oh honey, how do you feel?” she asked, holding Emma’s hand.

“Like I was run over by a truck.” She said with a weak smile.

“They said the doctor will be in later.”

“Okay.  Did they say if the surgery was okay.”

“Yes, there weren’t any complications.”

“That’s good.  Did anyone call?” she could feel the tears forming in her eyes as she asked.  Patricia looked away but squeezed her hand.

“No, he didn’t call.”

“I didn’t figure he would.”

“I did call him and let him know where you would be.”

“Thanks.”  Emma turned onto her side and tried to relax.  Oh Zayn, I need you.