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

twenty-four || Visiting the doctors

3 days later
14th of May, 2022
Saturday afternoon
3.29pm
Bellevue Hospital Center
NYC, Manhattan, New York

"And there's the head..." Doctor Hamilton spoke slowly as he guided the Transducer over Zayn's bump, his eyes locked on the black and white screen of the ultrasound machine. Zayn's head was facing the machine as well, a soft smile formed on his lips as he listened to the heartbeat of his baby. He could feel Evan squeeze his hand gently, pressing a soft kiss against his forehead. The couple took the day off after arriving back from their trip to Japan, since today was their doctors appointment together to find out the gender.

"Your baby is in perfect health."

Zayn's smiled reached his eyes when he heard that. He looked up at Evan who was tearing up, a soft coo leaving him. "Baby," he giggled and stroked his boyfriend's chin, pulling him down to kiss his lips.

"I love you so much." The twenty-two year old muttered, prepping his face with endless kisses. Zayn scrunched his nose and giggled more, trying to push his face away. Lastly, Evan pressed his lips upon his in a lingering kiss, the younger guy smiling softly at that.

"Do you want to know the gender or?" Doctor Hamilton asked as he took his gloves off, handing some paper towels to Zayn so he could clean the cell off from his stomach.

"Actually, I'd like to ask if you could maybe send it in to this company..." Evan pulled out a card and handed it towards him. "We're planning a gender reveal party."

"He is actually. I don't really know what's happening." Zayn corrected with a chuckle, sitting up as he started cleaning his bump. He hummed softly and looked over at Evan who was now talking to his doctor about the party. He watched him fondly and threw the used paper towels away, pulling his shirt down.

His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out of his pocket, struggling a little since he was sitting up now. After successfully getting it out, he looked down at the screen, breath slightly hitching.

Asshole Just now
meet me at 2nd Ave Deli in an hour?

Zayn glanced over at Evan who was still in a deep conversation with his doctor. He unlocked his phone and messages him back.

iMessage
Today 3.45 PM

Asshole : meet me at 2nd Ave Deli in an hour?

me : why?
Delivered

Asshole : I just wanna talk to you...

me : about what?
Delivered

Asshole : us

me : I really don't have time for that Liam
Delivered

Asshole : you can't keep avoiding this Zayn

me : oh yes I can
Delivered

Asshole : no you can't
Asshole : we have to talk about us sometime

me : here's a thought
me : there is no us.
me : there, done
me : bye now
Delivered

Zayn turned his phone off quickly after exiting the app, biting his bottom lip harshly. He looked over at Evan, watching as he collected their things. Their eyes met once he looked up and Evan gave him the sweetest smile, walking towards the chair he was laying on and helping him get off.