In the eyes of the Broken hearted & My heart in your Fingertips || ziam mpreg✔️

thirty-four || The Appointment

The next day
4th of December, 2017
Monday morning
6.59am
Bellevue Hospital Center

Zayn's knee was anxiously bouncing as he impatiently waited in the hallway for his name to be called up by the nurse, nervously chewing on his fingernails. He's been waiting for almost an hour and his ass was already sore from sitting. The only reason why they were so soon was to avoid morning traffic. Considering New York was known for a lot of traffic jams. After yesterday, Zayn didn't bother talking to anyone else but Bella, Harry and Perrie. He didn't even talk to Liam, but then again, he was still mad at him and held a grudge due to what he said to him. The sixteen year old even checked his stomach out in the mirror and noticed himself that he had a slight bump growing. But just because he saw it himself, didn't mean he was going to forgive Liam. It still hurt him.

"Hey, Zayn, it's gonna be okay." Miss Pinnock said beside him as she noticed how anxious the boy was. "We're just here for a check up. It's fine."

"I- I know. I'm just- I'm just nervous, I guess. I don't like going to the doctors." He massages his palm with his thumb, gnawing his bottom lip open until he could taste the metal of the blood. Again, a habit.

"No one likes going." His English teacher chuckled. "But you'll be fine, promise."

The student nodded her head and inhaled a deep breath, sitting up properly and rubbing at his thighs. "I just feel really really sick." He said and placed a hand on his stomach, his face slight scrunching.

"You need to go to the restro–" Miss Pinnock didn't have the chance to finish her question when the sound of heels clicking against the polished floor echoed through the hallway, making both of them look up. It was the nurse that sat behind the desk, making her way towards them with the papers that Miss Pinnock filled out with the help of Zayn's mother who was on the phone earlier.

"Mister Malik, the doctor will see you now." The nurse spoke with a kind smile on her lips, motioning for the teenager to follow her.

"You want me to come with or wait?" Miss Pinnock offered and looked up at Zayn. "You can stay here." He replied with a small smile. "Thank you." He mouthed before following the nurse to the office, looking around the long hallway. He swallowed the lump that was stuck in his throat, chewing off the skin on his lip. His heart was beating heavily in his chest and he could feel his palms begin to sweat.

"The doctor will be with you in a minute." The woman told him and let him into the office, the boy thanking her whilst walking into the room. He made his way to one of the chairs standing in front of the desk, taking a seat. He waited, staring out the window and at the tall building across the hospital he was currently in.

The only sound left in the room was the clock hanging above the door ticking loudly in his ear, making him feel a little uneasy and more anxious than before. He swallowed thickly, tapping his foot impatiently against the floor of the office. He kind of wished he had taken Bella and Perrie by the offer to join him at the doctor's appointment but he thought it would be ideal if he went alone.

Zayn flinched when the door to the office opened, his head turning to look into the direction. "Hello, my name is Doctor Hamilton, I'll be checking up on you." A young man entered the room and made his way towards the desk while his eyes were glued onto the clipboard. "As I understood correctly by nurse Jenson, you've been having problems with your stomach?" He asked and placed the wooden board aside on the surface, looking at the sixteen year old.

Zayn silently nodded his head and rubbed his thighs. "Y- yeah. I've been throwing- I've been throwing up a lot since yesterday afternoon." He cleared his throat and turned slightly red. He was always embarrassed to tell the doctor his problems. The boy had no clue why, but it was just the way he always felt. One of the reasons why he hated going. The first and main one was his fear towards needles.

"Alright. Do you remember everything that you ate yesterday?"

"Well, I- uh, I had a chicken wrap for breakfast during the flight here yesterday and some crackers. I ate some gummy worms on the way to the hotel and then I kinda started throwing up an half a hour later, I- I think. And after I had- uh, I had some chips and cookies. My friends brought me some dinner last night and that was it." Zayn explained as the doctor wrote it down. "Oh and I had some junk food after dinner too. Which was hot Cheetos and chocolate." He added quickly, the man slightly lifting his head and giving Zayn a certain look.

"You had quite the appetizer yesterday, huh?"

"It's been like this for the past few weeks.... I don't really know what it is..."

"Have you noticed any weird behavior from yourself? Any mood swings? Sensitive areas?"

"Uh–" Zayn thought about it, his lips pursing. "I've been feeling moody lately, especially tired and I guess my nipples are a little more sensitive than before..."

Doctor Hamilton hummed and nodded his head. "Alright, are you sober?"

"Sober as in...?"

"Have you eaten yet, yes or no?"

"No... my teacher advised me that if you need a urine or blood sample that I should not eat yet."

"Good. Because I need both." The doctor said and stood up. He walked towards one of the shelves and grabbed a small cup, handing it to the teenager. "Restrooms are down the hall to your left. If you need anything to drink, there is a vending machine beside the doors. You can give the sample to nurse Jenson and she'll also be taking your blood."

"Aren't you going to–"

"You'll know some time today. I'll contact your teacher and let her know when you can come back for the results." The young man smiled at him. "Have a nice day." With that said and done, the doctor left the office, leaving a confused and irritated sixteen year old behind.

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Just a small filler hehe