Leaving You

Leah's P.O.V

I woke up the following morning to see Zayn sitting up next to me. He was wide awake and I was wiping away fog. From the last three years I've learned that he is not the morning person. However, he beat me to a good morning.

"Hey babe ! Mornin !" His raspy voice beamed. I smiled at the kisses he planted all over my face. My hands pulled him in for a more passionate kiss. I felt him smile in the kiss. He came closer as it got more deep. We pulled apart at the same time.

"Best thing to wake up to." I laughed. Zayn hung on the bed's bars smiling. He looked really cute with his new shirt I bought him recently. White teeth brightened up the room well. Just then Doctor Mathers entered. Thank goodness we weren't making out now.

"Good morning Ms. Sanchez. I come bearing good news." The older man exclaimed. His wrinkly skin smiled ear to ear. I got even more excited as he came closer.

"You are being discharged today ! Just let me take your vitals and you're off !" Surprisingly the doctor clapped his hands together giddily. This man sure knew how to brighten up an early morning.

My sling was taken off my shoulder slowly. It felt stiff, but no pain. I sat quietly as he took my heart beat and felt around my stomach. I felt a little uncomfortable as he felt around. However, I knew he was just doing his job.

"How is the baby and mommy today ?" He questioned sweetly.

"Good actually. I've been getting cravings last night and some now. Mostly sweets and salts." I answered back. Mathers wrote something's down on a clipboard. My anxiety went up fast. I was curious to see what he was recording.

"That's good. Very good. Try to remain healthy of course." He added. I nodded at the doctors words. My hand was being squeezed by my fiancé. We waited nervously for any update.

"Well everything's good. Vitals are good, baby sounds well, and your shoulder healed good. You are cleared miss." He shook both of our hands before exiting. I was allowed to go home finally. It's been a long two days in this room.

"Let's go babe !" I exclaimed at an already packing Zayn. He handed me a long navy blue dress. I shut the door in front of me. Forgetting he was in the room, I undressed. I slipped the hospital gown off and put the dress on.

"You look so beautiful babe. I'm so glad you're the mother of my child." Zayn pipped up. He wrapped his arms around me kissing my neck. My cheeks fired up rather quickly. I giggled in the awkward moment. Eventually he pulled away from my cold body. I quickly threw on sandals and grabbed a few bags. However, they were snatched from me.

"Hell no Leah. I'll carry the bags." My face frowned. Just because I was pregnant I couldn't carry my bags. If was annoying actually. When I began to speak he kissed the corners of my mouth preventing speech. A smug smile came from his face in victory. I brushed off his protective manner as being sweet.

He grabbed my hand as he strategically placed the bags evenly on one hand. His palms were warm and welcoming. I took one last look at my room before exiting. It was a good feeling.

The warm London breeze greeted my skin. It's been two days since I've been outdoor. It felt like I would melt. The wind made my heart race at excitement to be outside. My cheeks curled up at the bright sun.

"I missed being outdoors !" I laughed at my companion. We walked through the parking garage to Zayn's BMW SUV. He popped the trunk and tossed the bags inside. With one click I was helped inside.

"Why thank you." I bowed from my seat. He bowed back from the outside.

"Of course princess." He knew I loved it when he called me princess. It made me feel spectacular inside.

He pulled out with no circling fans. His fame usually poured in thousands outside a hotel. It was nice to be normal. I turned up a Lady Gaga song on BBC Radio. My lips mouthed the words at a driving Zayn. He laughed at my bubbly being. I felt hyper and really happy.

A short while later we pulled up to the flat building. The expensive building housed 8 homes. This meant the homes were bigger and we'd become acquainted with our neighbours. Cautiously, we came to a park in the flat lot. Once again I was helped and not allowed to carry any bags. My hand was reached for and accepted.

Smiles were received from a few people in the lobby. We said our hellos and farewells to our closer neighbours. They heard the news on the television and radio. It was surprising that it spread so quickly. Perks of being engaged to a celebrity I suppose.

Finally we reached the fancy place I called home for two years. Never have I been so happy to be home. The sweet fresh scent entered my nostrils. He cleaned the flat. The glass and blood were gone. It was spotless.

"Could you take this bag into the spare room next to our room ?" Zayn asked me whispering. I nodded grabbing the light bag. He disappeared into the kitchen seconds later. I shrugged it off and continued through the living room. My sandals were now off and my toes crinkled on the hardwood flooring. I reached the first spare door quickly. My hands opened the door.

"Holy-" I stopped myself as I felt a hand on my back. My blue eyes spotted a cheering Zayn. I looked back to the spare room.

The walls went from grey to a soft yellow. A white crib was in the far corner and a matching changing stand was next to the door. Just paces away was a rocking chair and bookshelf. The carpeted room was stunning. It was made for this baby. Several baby toys were hanging out of a toy box at one end of the room. Even a TV and bottle heater was handy.

"The boys helped with the labour work, the ladies picked the furniture, and Luke picked the toys." He answered my mental question. A stray tear fell down my cheeks. I was overjoyed at the renovated room. The crib had fresh blankets laid out while the bookshelf had children's and parenting books. It was so much take in.

"It's beautiful Zayn." I said between happy tears. All he did was pull me into him and kiss me. That was all I needed.

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