Rollercoaster (Sequel to "So We Meet Again?" Zayn Malik Fan Fic)

Chapter 13~ Wedding Woes.

"Hello, Dr. Copper's office, how may I help you?" the administrator said on the other line. 

"Hi, my name's BIanca Khan. Can I get an appointment with Dr. Copper, please?" 

"Are you a new patient?" 

"Yes." 

"Can I get your address and medical card number, please?" 

"Sure." 

After a while of giving her the required information, I finally got my appointment. 

"So Ms. Khan we are booked for today and tomorrow. How about Dec, 31st?" she asked. 

"Sure, what time?" 

"Would 12:00pm settle?" 

"Yes, thank you. Bye." I told her and hung up. I wrote my date and time on the back of the card so that I wouldn't forget about it. I wrote it down in the nick of time before Mia came in with a platter of food. I gave her a weak smile. 

"Here you go, eat up!" she exclaimed as she handed me the delicious food and left. It smelt great but for some reason I wasn't able to eat. When I took the first bite, I had a bland yet metallic taste in my mouth. I didn't like it, so I shifted it to the other side of the bed. There was a lump in my throat.  I was gonna blow. I rushed to the bathroom and puked some more. It's a good thing I took that appointment, I am in no stay of being healthy again. After this I gotta worry about the upcoming wedding woes. 

For the whole weekend I was adding the finishing things to my wedding plans and checking them twice. Then the day I had to go to the OB-gyn. Zain questioned where I was going but I lied to him telling him that I was going to pick up my wedding ceremony dress. 

I sat there in the waiting room, waiting for my turn. I stared at all the pregnant women around me. I imagined myself in this situation. I hope, it's just a case of misunderstanding of what can be food poisoning or the case of stomach flu.

"Ms. Khan, you are next," the administrator announced. She ushered me to my room and placed folder on a cubby pinned to the door. I waited some more. Soon, Dr. copper came in. She had red hair, green eyes, and very pale skin. She seemed to be in her mid 30s or 40s. She smiled at me. 

"Hi Ms. Khan, how are you," she sung. 

"Not good," I told her. She motioned me to sit on top of the operating bed. 

"Tell me, what's wrong."

"Well, for the past few days, I've been having severe headaches, smell sensitivity,throwing up, and nausea," I explained. She took out her stethoscope and checked my heart and breathing levels. Then she took my blood pressure. 

"Your pressure and breath levels are fine, are you married?" she asked. 

"I'm engaged b-but i'm going to get married to him in a week," I hesitated. 

There was a silence. She wrote down something on her notepad. 

"I'm going to take some tests right now, so you have to change your bottoms and wait for 5 minutes alright," she instructed. 

"Ok, thanks." 

She left and I did what she told me. In a while, she came back with some extracting tool. 

"Ms. Khan, just lie down and this won't hurt, I promise." she reassured  me. 

I lay down and she extracted something from me down there. It didn't hurt but itched. 

"OK..... done! You can get up. So the results will be back in after the New years, but for now just eat saltine crackers in the morning," she instructed. 

"Sure, thanks." I got up, she left again and I dressed myself and out the door I departed. 

Now, all I had worry about was my wedding, or how I would call it: my wedding woes. 

Everybody in the household was busy hustling for my wedding with my longtime fiance. Dad was bargaining on where to cater, Mia was getting the decorations ready, Zain was more into the banquet  with his dad, and his mother was more focused on who was coming. Me, I was just eating saltine crackers and fitting on dresses for the the whole wedding. 

The New years day came and gone. No one called to say, "happy New years." Not even Niall, Liam, Harry, Louis and most of all Zayn. Funny thing, that I lost my phone on that day and found it the next day. As if someone wanted me to avoid talking to these people. 

I was counting down the days to my wedding woes until on January, 4th I got my results back and it was something I didn't want to hear. The morning of the 4th was the worse thing ever to listen. Mia picked up the phone. 

"Bianca, your phone!" She yelled from downstairs. 

"OK! THANKS MIA!" I shouted as I picked the receiver from my room. 

"Hello, Ms. Khan?" Dr. Copper asked from the phone. 

"Yes, the results?"

"Well,they came back and it's been confirmed that you are pregnant," she told me. Silence hung between our conversations. I was stunned but petrified. 

"oh.... ok thank you bye, Dr. Copper," I told her and hung up. I started to cry. I cried and cried. I'm carrying  a bastard! I can't believe it. First my wedding woes and now this! I had to tell someone but who?
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Hey guys! Who made her pregnant, well it's kind of obvious though. lolz anyways hoped you enjoyed it! Thanks for your support. Suggestions? comment below and don't forget to vote too and read!

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