Sober.

Seventeen.

I bit at my nails as I got wheeled up to a room. I really didn't know what to think at this time I was so worried about everything else when I should of been worried about my daughter this was all my fault if I didn't stress so much she would be okay I know it. They got me in to a gown and on the bed to relax. Zayn sat in bed next to me holding on to my hand and kissing my forehead every once and a while. "I did this to our baby I'm sorry." "Sel you did not things like this happen don't worry about it my love it happens everyday in this world they will take care of you and our daughter I promise." I nodded my head and leaned in to him as my eyes slowly drooped close.

I woke up to Zayn talking to the doctor, I didn't really hear anything out of there conversation till I opened my eyes. The doctor smiled at me and sat in the chair next to my bed. "We did more tests you're daughter will have to come out tonight, I'm so very sorry." "Can you save her?" "I'm not to sure right now but I will do my best to make sure she survives." I grabbed Zayn and held him as tears slipped down my face. "I am so very sorry."