I Don't Need My Heart *A Ziall AU*

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Hey! I'm back here, warning, this is a bit sad and explicit (No, I don't mean by smut)

I'd recommend listening to the song above^^ All Things Go, it was about Nicki's suffering in her early years and the horrors she had to go through. This chapter is mostly about her.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

<<Zayn's POV>>

When I saw Nicki on the ground, I immediately knew what was happening. I had dealt with childbirth so many times.

<<Flashbacks>>

"Hey, get the fucking towel, bastard!" The midwife screamed, she was an asian woman, about thirty and looked eighty. A girl was lying on her back on the dirty, stone ground, giving birth at just fourteen years old. She was a month premature.

"Okay, okay!" I squeaked. Nadjhio and I quickly ran and soaked several washcloths for the midwife. We watched as the girl struggled and pushed. She pushed until a tiny, stillborn baby came out, along with a pool of blood and placenta. It was terrifying. Nadjhio and I had never seen an actual birth before.

"Oh Zayn, this is terrible!" Nadjhio wailed. I hugged him close to my heart. I could feel his hot tears on my chest.

"We gotta get away from here." I whispered, as I looked at the face of the young girl as her life drained away.

<<Flashbacks over>>

Harry and Louis got some towels and Liam started a small flame to heat up some water. Cardi stuffed up a bunch of blankets to cushion Nicki. Nicki clutched the fabrics and squeezed. Sweat was dripping down her bruised face. I already knew what happened. She bit off more than she could chew. Nicki was like a mother to me, she took me in, she took care of me. Other than me, she had been through the second-worse shit. Her ass was beaten, she had to sell her body to men and she was violated so many times.

I knew what to do. I left Niall and went up to Nick and spread her legs apart. Her vagina was already swollen, prepared for birth. Her water had already broke and she was beginning her contractions. We all sanitised our hands and prepared.

"Uh, oh Zayn!" She wailed in pain. She took a deep breath. I got her some water. The water was warmed up and Cardi wiped her head. Liam, the strongest of us, went to the street, to watch out for people. We were vulnerable, and Liam was our watchman and stood watch.

"Why don't we take her to a hospital?" Niall gasped. He slapped a hand over his mouth.

"Because, they're gonna have to ask questions we can't answer." I answered. Cardi massaged Nicki's feet, a Nepalese technique to relieve pain. Louis massaged her hands. Harry came with me and prepared to catch the baby. Nicki's eyes were shut closed, tight, and in agony. I took out her earrings and pushed her hair back.

"Nicki, we're here for you." Harry said, to calm her down. Nicki's breathing slowed down a bit and she calmed down a bit. I looked down and in the dim lights. I could see the vagina contracting and stretching.

"Deep breaths, Nicki, deep breaths!" I commanded. She took in lots of oxygen and breathed in and out, in and out.

"Ugghhh!" She screamed. I could see a little bit of a head.

"It's coming!" Harry yelled.

"Hush, we don't need to attract attention in three in the morning!" Liam hushed.

"Ohhh!" Nicki cried, blood sweat and tears were mixed on her face. More blood poured from her wounds on her face.

"Almost there!" I yelled. I could see more of the baby.