Bare

Chapter Nine

Zayn's POV

I can't believe it. My child is gone, my fiancé is at the hospital getting the baby removed, and I'm sitting here at my flat, alone. I'm about to scream in frustration when there is a knock at my door, its Harry, Niall and Eleanor. "What are you doing here?" I ask, confused. "Just to see you. I'm sorry man," Harry says,  a longing look on his face as he reaches out to touch my shoulder, but I move out of the way. "Can we come in?" Eleanor asks. I just nod, opening the door and ushering them to the couch. Niall sighs. "Well, are you excited for Perrie to come home?" Niall asks, smiling. "Ya, with a dead child. Sure," I scoff, Niall looking at his hands. "Zayn, it's alright" Eleanor coos, but I glare  at her, making her feel small. "It's not alright!" I shout.

Harry's POV

"It's not alright!" Zayn shouts, proceeding to punch the wall. He paces back and forth, stomping, banging, growling. "Dude, calm down," I say. Zayn shoots a look in my direction. "No. My baby girl is dead. My fiancé might not make it either, and none of it would have happened if stupid Leah knew how to drive!" He screams, his arm swinging wildly. But then he stops, staring into space, like he was realizing something. And then he smiles. "Leah. She killed my baby," He says evilly, a smile on his face, but evil in his eyes. "You can't possible blame her for that," I scoff. "No, no she did it!" He insists, his eyes wild. "She caused it. And, she cheated on me with Harry. What a-" Niall begins, but I stop him. "Stop it. You know what Zayn? She is tied to her bed because she feels so bad. And Niall, it's my fault. I was trying to steal her from you." I explain, standing up for Leah, knowing she didn't mean any harm. "Well, I do agree with the cheating thing, and she could have swerved around the deer, not into a ditch," Eleanor shrugs innocently. I'm about to yell at her when my phone rings. "Excuse me," I say under my breath, walking into another room. "Hello, Mr.Styles?" It's the doctor. "Yes, how may I help you?" I ask. "Leah has grown stronger, and the pills have been working. She is free to go home, but must take pills twice a day," He explains. I cheer internally. "Thank you doctor," I smile. "And about Perrie, she is very weak. Her arm is broken, and Mr.Malik can come see their baby, if he wishes." The doctor says. I nod, ending the call. "Zayn, perrie's arm is broken, but you can go see the baby." I tell him, grabbing my car keys. He walks out the door after me, and we arrive in separate vehicles.

Zayn's POV

I walk into the hospital room to see my fiancé with a pink cast on her arm, holding a tiny little girl in her arms, dressed in a pink hat and covered with a blanket, it brings tears to my eyes. "Hi baby," I choke out, kneeling beside the bed. You can tell Perrie has been crying. She hands me the baby, and I cradle her in my arms. "I'm Daddy," I whisper. "I'm sorry this happened," I cry, meaning to talk to the baby but looking at Perrie. "Her name is Leah Marie Malik," Perrie smiles, sadly. I stop in my tracks. "You named the baby Leah?! The person who killed her?!" I scoff, angry. "Leah couldn't have done anything to save her. Leah saved you and me. She deserves it." Perrie exclaims, but I don't care. "Well, I was planning to name her Hannah, and that's what I'm calling her." I say. "She's dead! You don't need to call her anything," Perrie cries, and I nod. The doctor walks in. "Hello," He says. "We always want her with us," Perrie says, cradling her. "Can we have her ash?" I ask. The doctor nods, going to take the baby from Perrie. "No!" Perrie cries, hugging the child. "She's my baby, don't take her away!" She screams, and the doctor backs away. "You need to." I whisper, handing the doctor a camera. He nods, and I kneel beside the bed with Perrie and Hannah, and he snaps the photo. "Thank you," I mouth, and Perrie finally gives up Hannah. I kiss her on the forehead one last time, before she is gone. I wonder how to tell Perrie she has to stay in the hospital for a while with the stitches in her stomach, and her arm.

Harry's POV

Leah is standing in her room while the doctor does some paperwork when I walk in. Her eyes light up. "Harry!" She says, running into my arms, I chuckle. The doctor gives me an okay signal and I hold Leah's hand, and walk her out of the hospital. I take her down a separate hallway to avoid going past Perrie's room. I drive her back to Zayn's flat so she can see every one, and sure enough, all six people are there. But no one says anything when she walks in. "Hi everyone!" She exclaims, but they ignore her. "I'm alright! I've missed you all," she says, but again, no answer. "Come on," I tug at her arm, going to take her to her house because all of these people are jerks, but she pulls away. She goes and kisses Niall on the forehead. "I missed you!" She says, cuddling up next to him, but he just pushes her off the couch. "That isn't something to do to your girlfriend," She teases. " I don't have a girlfriend." Niall snaps, shooing her away. She looks at me, tears forming in her eyes, and I drag her to the car, and drive her home. I hate all of these people.