Oops? ☯ Zouis Talik

Chapter Seven

It was a cloudy, rainy, cold Tuesday, but then again when isn't it, in London when Zayn walked out of Dr. Greenfields office. He had been feeling poorly for over a month now, Louis had begged him to go to the Doctor but Zayn refused. The only reason he was there now was because his mum put a completely terrifying idea in the twenty year old's head, 'Zayn love, do you think you might be pregnant?'. 

At the time, he thought his mother was bat-shit-fucking-crazy. Only twenty-two percent of males are able to get pregnant, so the idea of him being part of that percentage was almost laughable. 

But as Zayn walked out the doors of the over priced, stuffy doctors office, it was confirmed and all in print. Zayn sat on the steps outside of the office and read the paper in his hands four more times and if you add the nine times he read it while inside, that makes thirteen.

Patient name: Zayn Javadd Malik

Age: 20

Sex: Male

Zayn Malik came in today, February 12, 2012 complaining of stomach pains and vomiting. After blood and urine analysis, it is confirmed that Zayn Malik is in fact, pregnant, two months pregnant to be exact.

And as Zayn reads that he wants to scream and cry, but he's already done that, it took two nurses to calm him down. He isn't ready for this he's only twenty and his career is just starting to take off and his boyfriend -oh God his boyfriend- he's gone months out of the year and Zayn is almost positive he's cheating on him. He can see it in the way Louis flinches away from him sometimes then smiles apologetically and pulls him in for a hug, in the way he's late for everything now, in the way... he forgot his birthday. Zayn rubs his hands over his -I haven't shaved all week face -and stood up again to head towards his flat. As much as he isn't ready for this, it's happening and he had to tell Louis. He has too.

Zayn took a deep breath as he stood in front of the door of he and Louis' shared flat in Camdon. His hands were sweating and his breaths were shaky as he stepped through the door and shut it behind him. He took a few more steps and toed of his all black Nike Dunks right next to Louis black Vans. If Zayn hadn't been so nervous he would have noticed a smaller pair of black zebra print Vans next to Louis' but he didn't... So he turned right and started to slowly walk up the stairs to their bedroom. 

He heard the familiar buzz of Louis music playing through the door of their bedroom so Zayn paused to take a breath, okay maybe ten. When he collected himself he slowly turned the knob and stepped into the room. Only instead of finding Louis sleeping, playing FIFA or even wanking... he found him, Louis, the love of his life, pounding in to some girl. At first Louis and the dumb bitch don't even notice Zayn is there, until Zayn lets out a mangled sobbed causing Louis to stop and the girl to grab at the sheets around her to cover her naked, thin, plain body. 

Louis stays where he his, mid-thrust still inside her for a moment before he sinks into her slowly and turns his head to look at Zayn with a look for pure shock on his face, They stare at each other, pain sadness and grief clear on Zayn's face while Louis' face was blank-emotionless, before he raised his eyebrows and uttered one-simple-word. Louis simply said "Oops?"

Zayn ran and ran and ran until he was in front of  his older sisters flat, ten miles away from his.They weren't as close as Zayn and Waliyah, but Donyia was older and she would understand better. So when she opened the door and gasped and the sight of her baby brother, Zayn threw himself into her arms and sobbed as the both slid down to the floor, Donyia holding Zayn tightly and wanting to rid him of all his pain and Zayn clinging to Donyia silently praying to wake up from the nightmare he was obviously living.