We finally made it to the hospital, my tears gone and my face fresh. I look around wondrously, the white was looking like hell. Sick and the wounded passed by me and I stared. Zayn pats my back as he sits down in the waiting room, his eyes burning my back.
"Amber." He clears his throat and I plop beside him, staring at his hands placed on his lap.
"I'm just worried. Will they call us back?"
"They will when we check in, but there's too long of a line." He looked up at the check in desk, people were coughing to get into a room. "Babe don't be worried...." He trails off, placing his hand on my leg.
"I can't help but be."
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"Amber and Maleek?" The nurse raises her eyebrows and I laugh as Zayn furrows his eyebrows.
"That clearly says Zayn." He nods to the nurse to lead us to the hospital room my mom was in. I bite my lip as I walk in the room. My mom smiled at me as I sat beside her bed, holding her hand. Zayn sits beside me, his legs crossed.
"Hey mom." I whisper. Seeing all these machines hooked up to her, it hurt. She smiled weakly back and I look down at her hand.
"Hey Amber." The nurse cleared her throat and I snapped up to look at her.
"She's going to start treatments tonight so if you want to, you can stick around." She tightens her grip on her clipboard.
"How long do you think she'll live, well at least?" I bite my lip, chewing the skin off. I bet I looked like a wreck.
"The doctor will come in in about 15 minutes to tell you more information, I'm here just to help." She nods, walking out the door, closing it behind her.
"Well that was strange." Zayn looks at me weirdly and I nod, confused.
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"I got you some food." Zayn mumbles as he throws a granola bar at me, it hitting my leg. He looks at me widely, and I nod. I wasn't going to eat when my mom couldn't. Right now she was in treatment, and she would be there for the next 2 hours or so.
"I'm not hungry." I clutch my stomach, hunger clawing at the sides. Zayn wouldn't know.
"You're lying." Shit.
"Zayn, trust me."
"How can I trust you when you're lying to my face?" I furrow my eyebrows as I look up at him, his face frustrated.
"I'm not freaking lying, I'm just not hungry!" I exclaim back at him, lying.
"Okay I guess I will believe you but don't lie to me. Promise?" He looked at me sincerely before opening his bag of chips.
"Promise."
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