Zayn Malik Imagines

2. A Surprise

Y/N;

I woke up in he middle of night, feeling nauseous. I felt the dinner I ate last night rising up, as my legs quickly carried me to the bathroom- careful not to trip and fall over. I threw open the door and immediately sat down on the ground. My head already half way inside the toilet, puking whatever i ate the night before.

I the felt familiar hands grab on to my hair and tying it with hairband. His hands sliding up and down my back sending shivers all over my body. When I finally felt like I had enough, I fixed my posture and and was leaning onto the wall behind me.

"You okay?" He asked while his hands were dragging themselves up and down my arms soothingly.

"Yeah. I'm fine," I replied. I honestly did not know the cause of this. I then got up to brush my teeth again.

"Are you sure?" He questioned again worriedly, his hand resting on my lower back. I just nodded as a reply. "Maybe you should take the day off from work tomorrow to rest a bit," He suggested.

I put down my toothbrush and started, "I said I'm fine." Zayn was really a handful when it came to arguing.

"Y/N, i'm worried about you. What happened there was pretty intense." He stated, furrowing his eyebrows.

"It was nothing. I was just feeling a bit nauseous, that's all." I argued back.

He looked down and sighed before starting again, "Fine. You can think whatever you like, but please, stay home tomorrow for me. Just in case anything happens." he looked at me with pleading eyes.

"But I have a lot of work to do tomorrow," I whined even more. Thinking about it, we are a pretty strong couple for handling each other's stubbornness.

"Please," He pleaded even more.

"Zayn, I'm telling you. Nothing will happen to me, trust me." I said again, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Y/N please bare with me, I'm running out of reasons to keep you home." He laughed causing me to laugh as well.

"Fine. But just tomorrow or else my boss will fire me." I shot back, sarcastically.

As an answer; he just smiled and took my hand, leading me back to the bed. I laid down, my head sinking into the pillow as deep slumber took over me.

...

I woke up the next day, not feeling Zayn around. I got up and brushed my teeth, not bothering to change. Then walked down the steep steps of stairs, thinking Zayn was in the kitchen or something.

When I entered the kitchen, my eyes scanned the island but they were not able to spot Zayn anywhere. I noticed a sticky note stuck on the fridge. Worry washed over me.

'Good morning, babe!

had to run the studio real fast, might be a bit late though. Just call me if anything happens, Love ya!

-Zayn'

Worry was then replaced with relief. I put the note down when I heard phone ringing on the table. Slowly, I walked towards the dining table and grabbed my phone. I immediately swiped the green icon without reading the caller's ID.

"Hello?" I said into the phone.

"Hey! Y/N, aren't you coming? You're already late. Wait, did you oversleep again?!" I heard Josie's voice through the phone. I busted out laughing at what she said. Even though it was no surprise- Josie have always been the worrying kind.

"Josie, I'm not coming," I laughed. "Zayn is making me stay home today. He thinks i'm sick because I woke up in the middle of the nigh puking my ass off." Now it was her turn to laugh.

"Wait!" She stopped laughing now.

"What?" I replied, now confused.

"Are you thinking what i'm thinking?" I can feel her smirking, even though I couldn't physically see her- I just knew her too well.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Oh my god, Y/N! Congratulations!"

"What? Why?" I swear I have never been more confused in my life.

"Y/N don't be silly! You're pregnant!" She beamed happily, "I'm going to be an aunt!"

"What? I'm not pregnant." I said bluntly.

"Come on, Y/N! That's a sign, maybe you should go check- just to be sure."

"Josie. I said I'm not pregnant."

"Oh my, Y/N! Just please go check, just in case. Zayn is going to be so happy!" She tried convincing me, but boy my head was as solid as a rock.

"No!" I shot back.

"Yes!" She cheered. I stayed quiet now. Until she sighed and started talking again, "Y/N, it's a sign and you know it. Sop denying it. What's so bad about having a baby, after all?"

"I'm too young and it's impossible." I answered.

"But what if it is possible? Besides, you and Zayn have been together for ages." She said, I stayed quiet again. Because I knew that there is a chance of this being true. "Y/N... Please go check. For me." She the continued slowly.

"Fine." I finally gave up.

"Yay!" She beamed through the phone. Oh the things I do for people.

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a/n: edited on 19th of november 2017.

a part 2, maybe?