Baby Blues (Zayn Malik Fanfiction-One Direction)

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Zayn and Emma walked back to the car in much the same manner as they had before.  

He had his arm around her, only much tighter this time.  She had stopped crying and wasn’t saying anything.  She just wanted to go home.  

Dr. Smythe told them the hard facts that there was the possibility that she could die.  But he couldn’t give them a time frame.  He also told them that she should have a normal pregnancy, despite the tumor.  He gave them a prescription for the pain medication before they left.

Zayn started the car and looked over at Emma.

“Em?”  She turned to look at him.  The spark in her eyes all but diminished now. “What do you want to do right now?”

“Whatever you want to do.” She replied.  She turned to look out the window.  She wasn’t accepting the whole thing yet.  Dr. Smythe said that it would take some time.

“Em. Do you want to go somewhere?  Do something?”  She didn’t look at him.  “Baby, please look at me.”

“Take me home Zayn.” She said.  Her voice pleading.  He knew what she meant, and it wasn’t the house in London.

“Okay honey.  We have to go home to pack first, okay.”  She nodded her head in agreement.  

Zayn pulled out his cell and called Harry.  Letting him know that they would be at the house in the Brighton for a few days and not to worry.  

But of course he was worried.  Wanting to know what in the hell was going on.  Zayn didn’t want to get into it over the phone.  He tried to explain to Harry that they would talk in a few days.

Zayn looked over at Emma who was just staring out the window.  He tried to take a hold of her hand but she pulled away.  She pulled her legs up to her knees and wrapped her arms around them.

“Love?”  She didn’t answer.  Zayn sighed and turned down their street.  He pulled into the driveway and put the car into park.  He quickly got out and helped Emma out of the truck.  

When Zayn looked into her face, she looked like a zombie.  No expression. There was just a blank stare.  They walked into the house and Emma sat on the couch.

“I’m going to go and pack some bags for us.  Anything special you want me to pack?” Zayn asked.  Emma shook her head no.  

As soon as Zayn was up the stairs, Emma turned to the baby clothes lying on the couches.  She knelt on the floor and held them to her chest.  The flood gates opened.

“Nooooooo!!!!” she cried out as the tears poured from her eyes.  

Zayn heard his wife’s cry and went flying down the stairs.  He stopped when he saw her holding the baby clothes.  He was trying to stay calm for both their sakes, but his heart broke when he saw her.  He quickly went to her side and tried to gather her in his arms.  She pushed and hit at him.

“I don’t want to die!  This is all a dream!”  Zayn wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.  “Please tell me this is a dream!” 

The tears pooled in his eyes as well as Emma sobbed in his arms.

“Shhh..Baby, it’s okay.  We’ll get through this together.”  He rocked her in his arms.  Emma looked up at him with a haunting look in her eyes.

“I’m going to die.  My babies won’t know who their mummy is and….” She pushed out of his arms and stood up began to pace.  She stopped and looked at him.  “Oh God.  Who is going to take care of you?”  Zayn stood up and came to stand next to her.  He reached out and took her hands.

“We take care of you first Em.”  She wrapped herself around him once again and just held on.  Never wanting to let go.  Zayn said a silent prayer.  Praying that everything would turn out for the better and not the worse.  

“Em?”  She looked up at him and he wiped her tears away.

“Let’s go pack together and get away, okay?”  She nodded in agreement and they climbed the stairs together.  Never letting go of each other’s hand.