Leaving You

Leah's P.O.V

I woke up the following morning with a pounding head ache. It felt like there was a drum pounding in my head. Last night two nurses brought in another hospital bed for Zayn and I while the boys and their girlfriends took cots. His warm body was missing from the bed. I frowned at not being able to wake up to his scruffy face.

"Hey Leah." I heard Louis whisper. I nearly jumped out of my skin at the brown haired boy sitting in the window box with wet eyes.

"Holy shit Lou !" I smiled holding my chest. He have we the same weak smile that Niall had given me. The bed squeaked as I got out of it. I dodged Liam and a cuddling Dani. Louis moved his feet so I could sit with him.

"You okay Lou ?" I asked getting comfy into the window box. His vision kept on the view of the heart of London. I would be smiling at the view if it hadn't been for the mood. His mouth opened only to shut. A knot rose in his throat and he swallowed it down.

"When they said he lost a lot of blood all I could thing about was the X Factor days. The performances and the video diaries. How bubbly and well how Irish he was." A tear left Louis's eyes. It remained streaming as he looked out the window.

"He still is bubbly and Irish. Think if this as something that's bringing the band closer. It's showing just how close you guys are after 7 years." I tried to comfort him but the crying was getting worse.

"He's my best friend Leah. What am I suppose to tell Luke ?" He asked finally looking at me. The happy and giggly man I knew was gone.

"That he's on holiday in Aruba ! Swimming with dolphins and fighting off sharks !" Smiling at him eventually helped. He even laughed at the shark part.

"Leah you're going to be a great mom to Sashie. Zayn's gonna be a great dad." I got up from the perch on the window. He was cheered up now.

"I know." I responded laughing at Sashie. Luke had everyone saying it now. It was cute though.

"Zayn went to the baby room. Down the hall and make a right." Louis smiled at me and I hugged him. We hugged for a few seconds than longer just to make sure each other was okay.

I followed his instructions and saw Zayn in cargo skinny jeans and his leather jacket. My cheeks curved up at the sight of him. A massive smile was plastered on his face while starting at a baby. His large fingers were waving at a row of babies. The laugh I fell in love with rung out through the hall.

My feet carried me to him eagerly. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his cheek. The kiss was a long few seconds before I was pulled to his front. His brown eyes were still sleepy, but it was cute. My back was pressed against his front as we watched the babies. A few cried while the other laughed or slept. Zayn's chin was rested on my shoulder while a hand snuck up my shirt. His warm hand held my flat stomach. I was nearly three months and still didn't have a baby bump.

"Our baby is going to be in this room soon. The one I created, well we did but you know what I mean." His gravely voice spoke. I cheesed away at his words. Louis was right, we were going to be good parents.

"I'm scared." I stated with a shaky voice. My back felt a big release if air.

"Me too babe." He kissed my cheek to sooth me. We hung in each others arms for another twenty minutes quietly before heading back to the room.

**********************