The doctor said siblings are more likely to have similar white blood cells pattern. Doniya was the first one to get herself checked. Then, Waliyha. And then, finally little Safaa, shaking like a leaf.
We were fucking hopeful that some good news would come out of this.
Way to get our hopes crushed. The result came negative.
In a fit of desperation, Trisha ans Yaser got themselves checked too. And now we are, here, sitting outside the hospital in a town far away from Homes Chapel, waiting for some miracle.
Zayn's hand is in mine, rubbing his thumb on mine, just like I like.
Ironically, he's the one who is the most calm, when it should have been the other way.
A shoot of terror bursts through me as I think of the next words.
What if he has already accepted his fate? That he is going to ...
The doctor comes out at that moment, and I push the horrible thought at the back of my mind. Giving up is not something that runs in the Malik genes, that I am sure of.
We all scramble to our feet, our faces hopeful, but that soon changed.
"Negative", was all that the doctor said.
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Fanfictionzarry // completed I was young. I was naive. I was in love. We were happy.... But happy times never last forever. I should have known that. Because he said those three words that could either destroyed us, or could make us much stronger than before...
