Battle Scars (Complete 1D FanFic)

Nine

From that day, whenever I’ve been around Zayn, I’ve felt chills. He’complained of feeling them to, and wondered if he was sick.

I ruled out the thought of him being possessed, because he was acting quite normal.

My sixteenth birthday rolled around, just a mere two weeks before I was due to have my first child.

I really didn’t plan to do anything. But others saw differently.

“C’mon, you have to go visit Harry and Sophie,” Zayn told me.

“Um, no I don’t. I can do what I want, on my own accord thank you very much,” I retorted.

“Alright, and what are you going to do?” He asked.

“Stay in my room.” I sniffed.

“Ok, you do that, have so much fun.” Zayn stalked out.

“You do that, have so much fun,” I imitated childishly when he’d left. And I stuck to what I said I was going to do. I sat in my room, doing not much.

At 5 o’clock, Zayn knocked on my door.

I sighed, “what do you want Zayn?”

Only it wasn’t Zayn. Sophie peeked her head round the door.

“Soph!” I gasped, and she ran over to me, and embraced me, hugging me breathless.

When we separated she grabbed my hand, trying to pull me up.

“Come Ella, I want to show you something!” She cried in excitement, and I got up, and she dragged me through the halls. When we were near whatever it was she wanted to show me, she told me to shut my eyes.

“And no peeking!” She reminded me sternly. I smiled.

“Ok.” She said after several meters. “You can open your eyes.” Sophie announced, and as I flung them open, all these people jumped up, crying “SURPRISE!”

My mouth hung open, and I clamped my hands over it, gasping as I took it all in.

There was a huge banner reading ‘HAPPY 16TH ELLA!’ strung, and all my old classmates, who were completely overwhelmed by all the celebs in the same place at the same time. I honestly was too!

I couldn’t believe what they’d done for me, after I’ve been so pig-headed to them.

Sigh. I really need to be nicer and watch what I do. I’m sure to really hurt someone one day. Like Danny.

My bright green eyes flew open. Panic.

“Zayn! Zayn!” I called, hitting his chest.

He awoke, blinking rapidly, wondering what the hell was going on.

“Wha-?”

“Honey I think my waters broke!” I cried.

Zayn swept me up, and before I knew it, I was in a hospital bed.

The midwife arrived, and everyone was squawking at me to ‘just push sweetie’, and ‘everything’s gonna be fine love’. I wanted everyone to shut up!

I groaned and made allsorts of un-earthly noises, as I attempted to get this baby out.

Zayn held my hand, which I squeezed to death, as he went pale at the scene. However he didn’t faint. I’ve heard quite a few men at their first, (or any after that), faint, or have to leave the room.

But a few hours later, in the wee hours of the morning, I was cradling a beautiful baby girl.

“So what are you gonna call it?” Zayn asked.

“Really?” I smiled.

“Yeah of course you can name her, I owe it to you. And she’s gorgeous whatever her name is.”

I thought about it awhile, stroking the side of her tiny face gently with my thumb. Then a magnificent name hit me. When I announced her full name Zayn wouldn’t think twice what I was getting at. I smiled, a single tear rolling down my face.

I’d decided.

She was beautiful. So special and little. But the decision broke my heart. I didn’t want it to be this way. But realistically, he was right. I’m sure it will be better. Maybe not for me… hey it’ll all work out in the end won’t it?