Chapter 16:
I woke up with the sun shining through my windows. The doctor came in and took some tests, then let some one in through the door. I open my eyes and see Zayn walking towards me. His face looked tired, his eyes weren't shining like they used to, and his hair was a mess. He had tear stains on his shirt and face, as he got closer to me I see he has tears forming in his eyes.
"Zayn..." I whispered wiping his tears away.
"She's gone." He whispered crying into my hand. All I could do was sit there and cry.
"It's my fault Zayn." I said quietly when he was done crying.
"No babe! Don't ever think that. It wasn't your fault." He said now wiping my tears away.
"If I hadn't gone out that day..." I said sobbing.
"Babe, it's. not. your. fault!" He said holding me in his arms.
My head and leg still head. We talked some and Zayn told me that he had left the tour to stay here with me. I thought that was really sweet apparently so did management.
"Zayn when can I leave?" I asked getting impatient. I hated being a hospital this long.
"Today." He said smiling.
"So what exactly is wrong with me?" I asked as he helped me sit up again.
"Well, you broke your leg and you had a concussion." He said holding my hands in his.
"Thank you for staying here with me Zayn." I said and I lean over and give him a kiss.
"I love you McKenna. We're going to find those guys that took Elle away." He said kissing my forehead.
The next day I was already home. I got quick visits from Niall, Liam, Louis, and Harry because they had to go back on tour. And I also got some visits from family friends and my parents. Zayn was a huge help for me, even though I cried myself to sleep every night, and couldn't do anything he still loved me.
He helped me shower, helped me get dressed, and even brought me breakfast in bed every morning. The thought of Elle not being with me always made my heart skip a beat and it felt like someone was stabbing me.
The police came later that day because they knew I was now out of the hospital. We all sit around the dining room table.
"Okay. McKenna, we think we know what the kidnapper looks like. We're going to show you a drawing we made according to your descriptions okay?" One of the officers asked.
"Yea." I whispered. Zayn put his arm around me and I leaned into his shoulder. The officer took out a picture and put it in from of me. I almost fainted right there, I knew who the man was. He was my ex-boyfriend, the one I dated before Zayn, the one who always got jealous of Zayn and I.
"Miss do you know who this is?" A lady asked looking up at me.
"Yes." I said crying.
"What's his name?" She asked softly.
"John." I said still crying. Zayn holds me tight.
"And how do you know John?" She asked again. "
He was my ex-boyfriend in high school...before Zayn and I started dating. He got jealous a lot and was really abusive sometimes. He hated it when I didn't do things his way and sometimes threatened me that he was going to take my most valuable possession away from me if I ever broke up with him. He cheated on me and told me he was breaking up me then we never talked to each other again. He got jealous alot though seeing me with Zayn...and now look at what he's done." I said crying harder.
"Babe. It's okay, shhh." Zayn told me as I sobbed.
"Thank you McKenna don't worry we're going to get your daughter back." The lady said as she walked out...
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Never Looking Back
FanfictionThis is the story of young McKenna Miller's life. She was just 20 years old when she got pregnant with Zayn Malik's daughter. The brightly spirited 22 year old goes through life with a toddler, ex-boyfriend trouble, and her career. Can she handle it?