The Unexpected(Z.M. Fanfic) COMPLETED

Chapter 17: Is She The One? And We Need To Fix This!

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Chapter 17: Is She The One? And We Need To Fix This!

LIAM'S POV

Just as I walked into the room I heard Azay freaking out yelling "What? What! How did this happen! Why me! What's gonna happen to me?!" I cleared my throat and only Zayn noticed I had come into the room. I gave him a confused look and he motioned me towards him. "The doctor told us that... Azay's uterus is ripping." Zayn looked disappointed and sad so I comforted him. "It's gonna be alright." I said to him. Then the doctor began to talk again. "We'll have to do an emergency c-section. The babies could be in danger and we don't want anything to happen to them or the mother." She explained with a sympathetic look.

I had no idea of how this could've happened other then... "Aunt Julie. This is all her fault! Why did this have to happen? If we hadn't of met Azay in the first place none of this would've happened! It's all her fault!" I yelled at her. I can't believe we got into this! It was her fault. I ran out of the room as fast as I could, running into Yifan again. "What's wrong? I heard yelling?" She said holding my arms. I thought back at what I said and fell to my knees, on the verge of tears. "It's.... m-my fault. She's n-never gonna talk to m-me again." I just sat there. Yifan knelt down beside me wrapping her arms around me. "It's okay. She's gonna be al-"

"No! She isn't! If I hadn't of done that stupid twitcam the night before she ran away, then the fans wouldn't have known about the pregnancy and she wouldn't 'ave been beaten by her aunt. The fans kept asking and I couldn't take it! I told them and regretted it! Zayn and Azay should've been the ones to tell the fans. Why am I such a screw up?" I began to tear up as Yifan wrapped her arms around me. "You aren't a screw up. If you were then I wouldn't have liked you or might've never noticed you. I mean you're famous! Obviously you aren't a screw up!" Yifan tried to comfort me. I gave up trying to pull away and hugged her back. She had such soft skin, I didn't want to let go.

"How did you do that?" I asked looking up at her. She smiled and gave me a confused, yet adorable, look. "Do what?"

"You calmed me down so easily. And I let you calm me down. The way you just knew what to say and, wait. You like me?" I said siting up on one of the waiting chairs and pulling her up with me. She blushed, turning away from my gaze.

"Puff! no! When did I say I liked you, I mean I just met you." She quickly tried claimed me wrong. But I knew she was lying. I chuckled and turned her around to face me, her cheeks still pink. "Then why are you blushing?"

She looked up and smiled. "I wasn't blushing. It just got a little hot in here." She said trying to sound convincing but I didn't buy it.

"You know what? Since you think I like you SO much! I'm gonna make a bet with you. I bet you can't make me fall for you by the end of the night." She smirked at me. I chuckled and leant into her, whispering in her ear "I bet you won't be able to keep your hands off me by the end of the night." I smirked while I trailed my fingers down her spine, stopping when I felt the top of her underwear.

She gasped but quickly covered her mouth. "Text me when you're ready. I'll pick you up." I winked and got up. I made my way to the car and just waited for Zayn and Azaylia to finish up since I drove them to the hospital in the first place.

AZAYLIA'S POV

Liam just freaked out on me. I didn't know what to do. I just say there until everything that he said hit me. It wa all my fault. Everything was, it's always been my fault. Zayn didn't even want the baby in the first place. It was my fault.

*ring, ring* Zayn's phone goes off. He gave me a quick peck on the forehead before leaving the room to take the call. I just say here, not knowing what could happen or what we might have to do. "What are we gonna do?" I questioned Kyla, concern clear in my voice. She looked down at her shoes and silently said "we'll have to do an emergency C-section and the baby's will be pre-mature. I don't even know if they'll survive..." I just sunk back into the gurney and a billion thoughts ran thru my mind. What will the boys think when they hear this? What will Zayn think?

Just then he came back in the room with sadness and worry washing over his face. "What's wrong Honny? Are you okay?" I called him over with my hands, gesturing him to sit down on the bed with me. He let his head dip down onto my shoulder. I could see tears slowly dripping from his eyes. I massaged my hands thru his hair just like he likes to calm him down. Then he spoke the worst thing that could happen.

"I... I have to go back to America without you"

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