"zayn, i'm pregnant." ♡ z.p.

chapter twenty: picture perfect

*AUTHOR'S NOTE PLEASE READ*
(Dakota on da side aw)

So, this is the last chapter of the fan fiction "Zayn, I'm Pregnant." I can't believe it's ending, and I can't believe it was actually sort of popular. I never have thought of myself as a good writer, but getting over 13 to 14 thousand reads? Fucking insane. I want to thank everybody who has helped me and everybody who has read and say, we've made it pretty far. This is so emotional for me OMG I loved writing this story. I remember I used to think of ideas in the middle of class and rip off a piece of paper and wrote it down. People thought I was weird because I was stashing little crumples of paper in my pockets, but I didn't care. They helped me a lot. Just like you guys.

EVERY TIME YOU SEE THE === THAT MEANS IM SWITCHING FROM SCENES. IT'S ALSO IN THIRD PERSON OOPS

There is always going to be a time in your life when you don't know what to do. When you feel like you need to stand up and re-evaluate every waking minute of life. For most, it's in a near death experience. Maybe for some other, it's when a person they cherish passes on or maybe they have just gotten out of a long term relationship. But in Zayn's circumstance, it was when the love of his life screamed out those five words.

The next few moments went by in a blur. If someone would ask Zayn to explain how he felt and what he did the moment Perrie went into labour, well he wouldn't be able to answer that. It mostly consisted of him freaking out and Perrie wailing in pain.

Soon enough, they were at a nearby hospital and Perrie was being strapped to a cot on wheels. It was like one of those cliché romance movies, where the woman giving birth is being rushed down the hall and her lover follows slowly behind as she screams in agonizing pain. Say what you want, but Zayn truly believed that sometimes life works the way it shows in movies.

They brought Perrie into a big room where everyone was separated by curtains. Her screams had softened and she was now lying on the cot with widened eyes. One of the nurses gave Perrie a hospital gown and told her to go change in the restroom.

Zayn sat in the little wooden chair next to the empty cot Perrie was just wheeled in on and pulled out his phone from his sweater pocket. As he was sending out a mass text to the 'gang' he then realised he was still in his pyjamas.

"Who ya texting?" Perrie smiled weakly at him when she returned from the bathroom in a nightgown. She rolled back onto her cot and turned to her side to face Zayn.

"Hey," He greeted her, completely ignoring her question. "How are you feeling?"

"Scared for the next contraction." She chuckled. "I technically wasn't supposed to be admitted until they were only a few minutes apart, so we might just have to hang out here for longer than expected."

Zayn reached out and grab Perrie's hand. "Well, I will be by your side whether it takes two hours or two days."

Perrie wanted to respond, but she was interrupted with the overwhelming crash of a contraction.

Fuck, Perrie thought as she yelped in pain, squeezing Zayn's hand as hard as she could. Zayn groaned a bit; Perrie had sharp nails.

When it had settled, Perrie took a deep breath and talked to Zayn again as if nothing happened.

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When Jade walked into the waiting room, she saw the one and only person she didn't want to see.

Of course, the only person here for Perrie so far was Harry. He was leaning against the wall with his hands cupped behind his head. His eyes were closed and he looked like he has been here for a while.