Zayn, Niall, Louis, Liam and Harry have grown up but their maturity never does. Even Kate, Jennifer, Eleanor, Christie and Avanti have more responsibilities now as married women.
But nobody sees what's written for them in the coming future...
Jennifer's P.O.V. Finally that day everyone was dreading about was here. The day had dawned.
I was in no mood to dress up but I had to look presentable at my job. I wore a black and white checks shirt, blue jeans and white converse. I put on some light make-up and tied my hair in a bun. I put my stuff in the bag which Niall brought me from Paris. It is one of my favourites.
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I decided to meet Kate before seeing her in the hospital. Anxiety was kicking in but I somehow managed.
"Kate you have to leave in an hour okay?" I told Kate as she was sitting on her bed reading a book.
"Okay doc!" She showed me a thumbs up looking up at me from her book. I can tell she was a bit off today. She just wasn't showing, being psychiatrist and stuff.
I sat beside her and she looked at me.
"Are you scared?" We asked each other at the same time and let out a chuckle. But it was gone in seconds.
"You're the one who's life is at stake and you're asking me if I'm scared?" I said.
"Yeah but my life is in your hands. If I die..."
I cut her off by slapping her arm.
"Ouch!" She rubbed the part where I slapped. "You're not supposed to do that. I'm pregnant!"
"Okay fine. I'm leaving. You be there on time." I told her to which she nodded as her hand instantaneously went to her belly, stroking it.
"Everything's gonna be fine." I assured her and she passed me a weak smile.
I parked my car in the parking area and entered the hospital. There were a few 'hello ma'ams' and 'good morning ma'ams' to which I greeted back. I went straight to my cabin and sighed taking a seat on the chair
"A beautiful coffee for a very beautiful lady on this beautiful sunny day!" George exclaimed placing a cup of hot coffee on the table in front of me. He brought a chair beside me and sat on it , holding his own cup of coffee.
"Thanks George!" I picked up my coffee and sighed.
"Are you worrying about the operation?" He asked sipping his coffee to which I nodded.
"You should've known better now. I have seen you work. You know, when you are dealing with a patient you give your 100% to them." He said tapping my knee with his hand.
"Sometimes 100% is not enough." I breathed.
"I'll tell you what you need right now." He paused and then said the exact same thing that Niall told me. "Faith. Have faith in yourself, Jennifer."
