Haunted Love (One Direction) *Editing*

Chapter 43

Chapter 43.

Doctors took my mum to a room as soon as possible, and the rest of us waited outside.

"Dad, trust me, mom will be fine" Zayn comforted him.

"I hope you are right son" he replied.

"Don't worry Perry" Bella said.

"Just think positive" Lisa said.

Lisa, Bella and Taylor were trying to comfort me

Everytime we go out...something bad just HAS to happen. 

Why can't my life be proper? Why?

"Babe? you okay?" Zayn asked, taking my hand in his.

Without replying, I started crying like crazy.

Zayn pulled me towards his chest, and kissed the top of my head.

"it's okay" He wiped away my tears.

"I feel like this is somehow my fault" I cried.

"It was not your fault" He said

I stayed in Zayn's arms for a long while, and then suddenly my head and my body started to feel so weak that I couldn't even stand.

"Zayn-" I started and before I knew it, Zayn was helping me stand.

"PERRY!" I heard a lot of voices and then everything just went blank.

(ZAYN'S POINT OF VIEW)

I carried Perry to the operating room.

The doctor did her job, while I waited for the doctor to tell me what happened to Perry.

"Okay, this is very serious" The doctor said.

"Why?" I asked impatiently and worried.

"Her body had way too much stress and she couldn't handle it" The doctor explained, "and she is pregnant..." 

"yes" I said.

"That really affected the baby. I am sorry to tell you this but we are going to have to take the baby out right now" She said, leaving me shocked as fuck.

"No- no- you can't-" I panicked.

"Sorry, Mr. Malik, this is all we can do to keep her out of danger"

"Okay... well... do whatever... but just keep her and the baby safe" I managed to say.

I sat on the stool, that was beside the bed, where Perry laid.

I took her hand in mine and gently kissed it.

My drop fell on Perry's hand, and that's when I noticed, I was crying.

"Perry" I whispered.

She slowly opened her eyes and I saw tears falling from the side of her eyes.

"Is everything going to be okay?" she asked.

"Yes. of course, babe. we just have to take the baby out now" I told her.

"Now? what? I don't think I am ready" She panicked "Why do I have to do this now?" 

"The stress you have is affecting the baby" I explained.

"I don't think I can do this" She said, squeezing my hand.

"you can" I said

She nodded. 

I faked a smile, to make her feel better.