"This is it?"
"This is it." I sigh, holding Zayn's hand in mine. I look at the others, all holding Zayn, all with the same look of determination yet fear on their faces.
Perrie stands a little apart, visibly uncomfortable, but she doesn't say anything, respecting our solemn moment. And I am kind of grateful for that.
"We are here for you, kiddo." Yaser says, ruffling Zayn's hair fondly.
Zayn chuckles softly at the use of his old nickname.
"I know, baba."
"It will be alright." I just have time to whisper, before the doctors escort Zayn and Perrie to prepare them for the transplant.
This is it.
You have to fight the stars above, Zayn, I think, but I know you will win.
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fighting the stars above
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...
