After physio, Bree got out her cellphone and dialled in Zayns number. He picked up after the first ring.
"Hey Zayn, it's Bree."
"Oh hey Bree!" He exclaims.
There's a silence between them.
Bree years a knock at her door and calls out for them to come in.
It's Zayn.
Zayn walks in pushing a wheel chair stacked to the brim with junk food.
"Are you crazy?" Bree asks.
"Only if you want me to be!" Zayn jokes.
"Look Zayn," I start, "I don't want you to do this out of pity for me. The doctors say that my cancer should be treated fully soon. I don't want to be lead in and hurt. I'm in enough pain already Zayn." He stares at me with a blank look on his face.
"I'm sorry if you think that this is out of pity." He says. "Bree, I think-" he stops talking because we're interrupted by nurse Jaqui.
"Oops. Did I walk in on something important here?" She asks.
"No," I begin, "we were just about to eat."
"Oh good then, I have your dinner here or would you like to eat what this young gentleman has brought for you?" She says with a discreet wink at me.
"Um, I guess I will have what ever I'm allowed.." I say.
Nurse Jaqui walks over to the chair full of food and picks a couple of things up to inspect.
"Okay." The nurse says, "pig out!"
Bree smiles at Zayn and he chucks her a bag of twisties.
Today was really looking up.
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Believe in Bree
FanfictionBree is an 18 year old girl who has been in and put of hospital for eight years. When Zayn Malik accidentally stumbles into her hospital room, her whole life flips upside down and her 12 days of Christmas are really looking up.
