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

thirty-five || I'm- what?

7 hours later
Monday afternoon
1.54pm
American Museum of Natural History

"If you keep on following me, we're about to enter the beautiful new exhibit that just opened a few days ago. Lucky for you, you have a chance to discover what's like to walk through the depths of the ocean and discover new creatures that you have never thought to exist." Their instructor announced loudly as she led the class through the large museum, the clicking sound of her heels echoing through the room they were currently in.

After giving up the samples the lab needed to run the tests, both Miss Pinnock and Zayn made their way back to the hotel. Lucky for them, they made it back in time for breakfast, having joined the class which were already gathered around the large breakfast table. He sat down between Perrie and Bella, not giving them a chance to ask how the appointment went since he was too busy piling his plate up with food. The girls were surprised at how hungry he was but decided to just drop it and ask again later, giving each other knowing glances.

About an hour after breakfast was over, everyone went back to their hotel rooms to get ready for the day. Their first stop was the American Museum of Natural History. For some reason all the girls had to doll themselves up even though they were going to spend the next five hours walking around a 'boring' old museum and looking at 'boring' things such as different statues of famous historical people that made a lot of history for them to learn – which they possibly did not.

Despite the fact that Zayn still felt nauseous, he decided to join. He didn't want to spend his days in New York City locked up in a hotel room, getting served with room service all day while binge watching rated r movies on the huge flatscreen tv – although now that he thought about it, it seemed like a great idea. But nevertheless, he still wanted to learn something. Since he was very committed to getting out of the shit hole that is school.

The class entered the new exhibit that had just opened up, everyone stunned as they walked down the dark carpet, admiring the different neon colors that dimly lit their way. It was basically an inside aquarium that was built inside the museum, the animals all having the brightest colors on them as they swam around the water. Zayn was still in his thoughts but looked around, smiling at the shimmering beauty.

"Hey, Z," Bella smiled as she slung her arm around the boy's shoulders, catching him off guard, "you alright?" She asked and looked down at him, leaning her head to the side.

"What?" Zayn asked confused before nodding his head quickly in realization. "Oh- uh, yeah. I'm fine." He smiled a little. Truth was, he wasn't. He was nervous and still anxious. He was scared about the up coming phone call from the doctors office. Either way, he knew something bad was about to happen and he wasn't ready for it. Not yet at least. What if it was something really bad? What if he had some type of illness? What if–

"Zayn!" The dark haired boy came back from his trance and shook his head quickly, looking up at the girl. "What?" He asked a little out of it, his brows creasing. Pushing his rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose, he stared ahead, his eyes landing on Liam who kept glancing back at them.

"Are you sure you're okay?" The cheerleader asked, worry hinting in her voice. She stopped walking and pulled him back from the group to talk to him, the junior biting his lip.

"I'm- I'm fine, Bella. Like I- like I said." Zayn's voice slightly quivered and he sounded like he was about to break down into tears, his Bambi eyes watering. Bella's gaze softened and she was quick to wrap her arms around him, keeping him in a tight embrace.

"Hey, babe, it's gonna be alright." She assured him with a soothing voice and rubbed his back reassuringly, holding him close against her chest. She always knew how to give the warmest and comforting hugs when you needed them, the boy just melting into her touch. He sniffled and buried his face into her neck, holding onto her varsity jacket.