Good Girls Love Bad Boys (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 66

"Damn, are you okay ?" Zayn took my hair in his fist, taking it all away from my face as I pucked dinner and perhaps lunch too. It is two am now, and I couldn't feel crappier. It must be morning sickness. We had yesterday for dinner, well they did because the smell was so bad trying to keep it down and not cry was one of the most challenging things I have ever done, at the end I just had a cup of cereal, which is now being ejected from my stomach and into the toilet bowl.

"Yeah, I guess" I took a breath after another, rising from the floor and cleaning my mouth with some toilet paper. Let me tell you one thing, pregnancy is total hell, and it has only been a damn week since I found out. I haven't felt as bad as I feel now, never. My bump is still not visible, but I sure feel like dying.

I am scared of sleeping face down because it might kill the baby. I haven't been drinking anything but water and apple juice for all this time. I went to yoga the other day, just becasue I read it was good for the baby or something like that.

Yes, I got a pregnancy book, and painted it black so no one had a clue what I was reading was a guide on how to be pregnant. Also, I have been swallowing every bit of food I see, and I am still not really pregnant, because being really pregnant is to be walking around with a huge belly and inflated fet, and my belly hasn't grown.

"Are you sure ? Do you need anything ?"

"No, go back to sleep. I'll just get a glass of water and read for a while" I read until eight the next morning when Zayn almost screamed at for being up all night. The pregnancy book was oretty damn interesting let me tell you. He said I need to sleep, but the case is he didn't know how much I really needed it because of my pregnancy.

I've been thinking about the fact that absolutely no one but Riley and Rebecca know I am pregnant, what if it accidentally goes out of my mouth one day, or theirs ?

A month later*

Here I am, standing in front of the full-length mirror nowhere but in Niall's bathroom while he is out doing god knows what. I decided to not risk anything back in Zayn's room because if he comes in I am dead. Closing my eyes and raising my shirt all the way up, and clasping my hand over my mouth afterwards so I wouldn't get an audience, I observed what seemed to be a creature grow inside of me.

The bump was slightly, barely visible, but I knew deep inside that that little tiny bump in my stomach, in my insides, is my little baby, the little creature that in seven months or so will call me mom. The tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn't get my eyes off the bump, my child.

Shaking, I placed a hand carefully over the bump. The tears fell, and I smiled so hard it was funny. You're a mom now.

"Hi there" I whispered to my baby, expecting a greeting back but getting a "what are you doing ?" From Niall at the door. I covered my belly with my shirt and wiped the tears away.

"Umm, I was just looking for the house phone, sorry"

"It's okay" he said and opened the door for me, which I went through placing my hand in the bump without him noticing.

That day I went to my actual house, my parents weren't there of course, and for the first time in ages it was a relief. I went up to my bedroom, falling in my bed and smelling the familiar scent of my room. I crouched in the floor in from of my bed and pulled out a huge plastic box, that contained nothing but Jessica's and Valerie's baby clothes and some hair bows.

Opening the box, I pulled out something I have had since I was born, literally. My turtle stuffed animal Sam, I held him up, hugging him like a five year old and trying to keep the tears in my eyes.