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"You gave me a scare, Zayn." Trisha says, shooting him a disapproving glance "Don't do it again."

          "I am so sorry, mom. I just didn't want to worry you any more than I already was. So I just dragged my ass over to Harry..."

          "Don't do it again, though." Yaser says "You didn't want to worry her, but you worried her more than she ever was when she didn't find you in your room. She thought you'd done something stupid or something."

          "Oh, mom!" Zayn launches himself in his mother's arms "I am so sorry. I won't do it again, I promise!"

          "As much as my heart is going all 'awwwwwww', we don't have much time." Doniya reminds "We have to control our emotions. No offence, mom."

          "Yeah," I agree quietly "Zayn is basically living with a ticking time bomb inside him."

          I, Zayn and our families were huddled together in the living room of my house, after a frantic Trisha burst into my room this morning, searching for Zayn.

          "Here's the final plan—" Yaser claps his hands together "Zayn and Harry are going to miss school today, and we all are going to the hospital to match out white blood cells pattern with Zayn's, so that we could find him a suitable bone marrow donor."

          We all nod, and I squeeze Zayn's hand tightly, while whispering :

          "We're in this together."

[ A/N :
      Another boring chapter! Don't worry, the next chapter is going to be kinda tensed, so be prepared ;)
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