Baby Blues (Zayn Malik Fanfiction-One Direction)

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Liam called up to Zayn’s room and assured him that Emma was okay. Zayn woke in a panic when he saw that she was gone. Harry had already left their room.

He was sitting in the living room of their suite drinking coffee. Trying to kill his hangover. He looked at the clock, it was three in the afternoon.

When was she coming back? As long as Paul was with her, he wasn’t too worried.

He jumped up when he heard the door unlock and saw Emma and Paul coming through the door. Their arms full of packages. Zayn moved forward to help them. He took the ones out of Paul’s hands.

“You owe me Malik! Damn your wife can shop!” Paul said with a laugh.

“Zayn?”

“Yes.”

“What happened last night?”

So that’s what was bothering her. Zayn walked over to her and took her hand and sat down with her on the couch.

“Nothing.”

“Nothing? You mean that you, me and Harry didn’t….”

“Love, we didn’t do anything.”

“You’re sure?”

“Nothing happened.” He could see her sigh with relief.

“Good, I was worried that we, well, you know.”

Zayn took her hands and held them in his. “You went into our room after you stripped off your clothes and you fell asleep. Harry and I crawled in later and snuggled with you.”

“Zayn?” she said, looking up at him. Her smile was weak but she knew that they needed to talk.

“Em, I’ve been wrong in this thing. I know that you never cheated on me with Harry or anyone else for that matter. I’m an idiot to think that you did.”

He turned to look at her. He took her face in his hands. “I love you more than anything in this world. I don’t want a divorce. I want you. I want us. I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make up to you for what I did. I’ve never been so ashamed of anything in my life.” He reached up and wiped away the tears that were falling from her eyes.

“Zayn, I have something to tell you.”

“If this is about babies or anything. We don’t have to go through any more tests or anything. If we don’t have any children, that doesn’t matter to me. As long as we have each other, we will be….”

“Zayn! I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t have cancer. We can try again.”

Zayn didn’t know what to say. No cancer? “No cancer? What do you mean we can try again?”

“There was a mass on my tubes, which caused the blockage, thus causing my miscarriages. Dr. Smythe said that the surgery that I had should help take care of the problem. And no, there was no cancer. I overreacted.”

Emma sat up on her knees and looked at her husband. “We can try to have a baby.”

“Is that what you want?” He knew that if something happened, she would be heartbroken again.

“Yes. I want to try. Please?”

“And if it doesn’t work?”

Emma looked away, but Zayn forced her to look at him. “Em, if it doesn’t work, then what?”

“Then it wasn’t meant to be for us to have a child of our own.”

“Would you be okay with that?”

“Yes. Would you?”

“As long as I have you.”

“I love you.”

Zayn pulled her into his arms and held her tight. He was the one crying now.

“And you don’t know how much I love you.” They looked at each other.

They both knew it would take a little time to get back to the way they were. But maybe it could be better. Zayn ached for her. He leaned his face towards hers. Their lips just centimeters apart.

Knock knock.