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Zayn & Sia- Dusk Till Dawn

'So,' Jenny keeps staring at my belly, still processing everything. We've been sitting on this sofa for the last two hours, trying to sum everything up, but whenever I continued counting everything that happened, it became impossible to do so.

I take a deep breath as my vision extends to the city lights that make this hotel room seem comfortable, safe. Jenny brought me here after both of our apologies finally got said.

It's suiting knowing that she knows everything, that she stayed even after assembling all of the pieces together. Our puzzle is finally complete.

'There,' She continues looking but this time she even points at it. 'There is something, like inside of you?' I don' know if I'm supposed to laugh at her reaction or maybe burst into tears. Either way, I understand. I still haven't acknowledged that fact myself.

'I found out right after Zayn brought me to the hospital.' Even if I'm pissed at him, I still feel grateful. 'I can't say anything reasonable at this point because it hasn't hit me yet.' I feel her moving closer to me. She puts her hand over my shoulders, grabbing onto me and guiding my head to fall on her lap. She pulls the blanket over my body as I finally feel able to breathe after everything that has happened in the last 48 hours.

'Whenever you are ready to do, whatever it is you decide, I'll be right by your side.' Her fingers going through my hair make me close my eyes, clear my mind.

*The next morning*

Who the fuck is calling this early in the morning? I search around for my phone but struggle to do so. I have a bad habit of just answering the phone without looking at the number, that might be because I always have to look for it for a minute.

'Hey.' I try to sound as awake as possible.

'Hey, how are you?' Even if I don't recognize his voice yet, hearing him ask this for the 10th time made it easier to recognize.

'I'm okay Zayn, thank you for asking, how are you?' I try to stand up but I get kind of dizzy so I just stay put. I look at Jenny that is fast asleep on the other side of the couch and can't help it but feel relieved.

'I'm good thanks, so when should I come?'

'For what?' I say immediately. Did I take something from him?

'Niall called' The line goes silent for a minute, making my mind do the same. It isn't soothing hearing his name this time, I feel anger peaking through. 'I'll bring you to your car, just text me your address.' The line ends. I completely forgot that my car is still in that parking lot!

But why the fuck does Niall care? He drove off, yes I did see it coming but still, no one said it didn't hurt.

Should I tell Jenny where I'm going? I'm not so sure she would be too keen on coming with me to meet up with Zayn. I know how angry she would get. Oh no, better not!

I send Zayn the text and try finding a piece of paper around here so that I can leave a message for when she wakes up.

God! This room is way too big! How did Jenny even get it? I know that she was never the one to splurge on unnecessary things, and over-expensive rooms fall right into that category. I walk closer to the windows and I wasn't able to reckon all of it yesterday, but holy shit! Are we on the last floor or what? I've never seen NY like this. At least not in such a wide angel!

I found Jenny's suitcase. I know that she won't mind if I borrow some pants and a shirt. I can't bear staying in the same clothes anymore! I try picking an outfit but all that she has are skinny jeans and black shirts. Just like her!

I put on the only dark blue jeans, as I tucked in the black tight long-sleeve t-shirt. I know that going like this would make me cold so I take her leather jacket as well. I remember the way people stare at me when they recognise me as "Niall's potential girlfriend". Being seen with Zayn as well as the last thing I need, so I take the black cap that has the black NIKE logo in the middle. I put my hair up in a ponytail right before I suited the cap to my head. I'll apologise for doing so in the note as well. After finishing up, I manage to leave the room without waking her up and as of the text Zayn sent me, he already arrived.

'Hey, nice seeing you again!' I say and hug Gigi as Zayn walks over from the other side of the car.

'I'm fine God, I can get in by myself.' I say and he rolls his eyes at me. Don't you do that mister!

'As you wish.' He raises his hands in the air and sits on the driver's seat. Gigi looks at me and rolls her eyes at him mounting to me 'Ignore him'. I nod at her and can't hold back the laughter.

We talked about random stuff during the ride but somehow it felt oddly comfortable talking to them. They seemed like, this self-centred couple that hates everyone around them breathing. They proved me wrong!

As he pulls up at the parking lot I can already tell that Zayn has something on his mind. How can I prove to him that I'm fine?

'I know that you are fine, but just let Gigi go with you, you both want to go shopping as I heard earlier.' Hucking me up with a babysitter, nice!

'Look I don't want to interfere in Gigi's plans.' I don't want her to cancel on her famous friends or something.

She looks at me and smiles happily taking my arm under hers.

'I would love some company, shopping can get a little dull when you're by yourself.' I still don't know if she really means the things that she said just now. I only made that remark regarding shopping to keep the conversation going, I'm not really keen on it right now.

Zayn is feeling much happier now as I can tell! He says goodbye to her and leaves us two alone.

I look at Gigi and realize that her face changed colours in just a matter of seconds.

'Hey, are you okay?' I hold her by her shoulders so that she stays still.

'Yeah, I am but actually, I have an appointment that I have to go to instead of shopping.' She puts her hand on her head as her eyes close for a second.

'No, you are not, come here.' I put her hand over my shoulder as she leans on me so that I can take her to the car. I feel scared. She looks really bad, her forehead is sweating and her lips seem dry and pale.I put her on the passenger seat and give her some water before I take off. I have to bring her to that appointment even if I don't know what is happening right now.

I arrived there in 10 minutes, it is safe to say that I gave my best to get here there as fast as I could.

I called the nurses to take her out and bring her into the hospital. She was too weak to walk alone. They lead her in but how on Earth did I not realize? I stand there, looking at this building, filled with screams echoing in my head, I hear the sirens blaring as the ambulance stands in front of me making me feel scared. I can feel my chest getting lighter, it feels electrocuted as if it could explode any second now.

'Are you here with miss Malik?' Everything stops, the ambulance disappeared as soon as my thoughts got caught off. God, how did I not notice? I nod at the nurse and follow her inside. Showing every thought aside, hoping that I can keep them there long enough.

They asked me to stay in the waiting room as they took her to run some tests. I wish I knew what was happening, but all I know is that I can't call Zayn, she told me not to.

I want to sit here, ignoring every single fucking thought that comes to my mind but I can't. I stand up and make my way up. As soon as the elevator opens, I can feel my stomach dropping, my heartbeat speeds up causing my hands to shake. The walls are still light grey and the pictures stayed the same. I stop myself at the door on which it says 841. I look inside and it's empty. I wish I could just step in there, casually. I try moving my legs but they won't listen to me. I can hear the sound, that sound that changes people's lives. The sound that stops everything, literally and metaphorically.

This is the hospital I've spent a month in caring for Jenny. But the part that bothers me the most is the fact that right here in this hospital is where I found out that I'm pregnant.

'May I help you?' Shit! Thankfully, my legs work in my favour and help me turn around. Wait, what?

'Eleanor?' I stare at those blue eyes, recognizable even from the far, her blond hair tucked behind her ear. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

'Hey! What are you doing here?' I act this out in the best way possible, hoping that it will be enough. What on Earth does Niall's mom have to do here? Out of all the places, she seems to work here?

'I work here every 6 months.' Well, that makes sense. 'And you? Is everything okay?' Hell it is!

'Oh yeah no, I'm fine I'm just with a friend.' Shit! Gigi! ' O God, I have to be there for her! I'm so sorry I have to go but,' I want to say to her that she should say hello to Niall, to have a nice day, to see her soon but I know that none of that is possible. 'I loved seeing you again, take care.' I smile at her one last time before I rush out of there in just a matter of time.

As I walk to her room, some voices coming from there seem worried, almost anxious.

'Considering her current pregnant state, she is too weak for carrying a baby. She is losing blood too fast and we don't know if we can get a donor on time. We will have to wait for another hour or two to see what we will do.' Is he fucking kidding me? She is pregnant. Does Zayn even know?

I just stand frozen at the door, not going in or running out. The doctors greet me as they walk past me, leaving for their offices.

I get in and find her staring out the window with a blank face, I can see the sadness and worry that occupies her. I make my way to her and take a seat on the chair next to her bed. The room is super fancy but still, there is nothing that could make a hospital room feel like home.

'You know, Zayn is protective about this type of thing.' I got scared there for a second when she spoke up.

'Yeah, I realized that.' I smile to myself remembering the way he was acting around me.

'I was pregnant before.' Her voice lowers as these words leave her mouth. Her eyes get watery and her breath shaky. I try to act calm but I really don't know how to act right now. I can't help it but my eyes widen, along with my mouth. Get your shit together Eleanor!

'But, we...' She brings her hand to her face, covering her mouth so that she holds on. 'but we lost it.' This woman right here is filled with pain that no one even knows about. I hold her hand and try to put myself together and be strong for her.

'This time that won't happen.' She moves her head to the side and looks at me.

'We can't know that I'm too scared to even tell Zayn, he was so hurt the first time.' Everything kind of got clear now, his protection, his worry.. it all makes sense now. But why, out of all the people, do I always end up in this kind of fucked up situations?

'He would love to hear from you that you are pregnant. I saw what he is like. He helped me but he doesn't even know me. Who does that? You are the luckiest girl to have him and the same goes for him. He will love you and your baby more than anything even if that might scare him.'

'I'm so scared' She squeezes my hand as a tear slides down her cheek.

'I promise everything will be fine, call Zayn he has to know. I can do that if you can't' I'm ready to help this woman in every way possible!

'Okay, can you please?' I give her a kiss on her hand and leave the room.

As I get out the doctor arrives with a worried expression.

'Is she going to be okay?' I ask him before calling Zayn.

'We can't find a blood donor and she is losing too much.' Fuck!

'How can no one be the same blood type?' I got a little bit too frustrated there!

'We tried but her type is rare. Only 8% of the population has B positive blood.' I have to help them, seeing her like that and knowing how much they want to be parents makes my heart ache. It aches from the amount of love that they have for each other and every baby deserves to have parents like that. I know that my baby won't have that but at least theirs can.

'What type is she?' He looks at me and then reads through some papers that he has with him.

'B+' Fuck! What are the fucking odda? This might be putting me in danger but as of right now, she needs it more. I have to call Zayn first.

'Prepare everything, I'm her type.' His eyes widen as a trace of fate got brought up to life. 'I have to do something first, I'm coming in 5 minutes.' I say and turn around dialling Zayn's number.

I cross my arms as I wait for Zayn to answer his phone. I'm nervous about this so my arms can't stop shaking as I try to hold the phone still.

'El?' Zayn's voice spreads across the phone and I can feel my stomach drop.

'I need you to come to the hospital' I say but hurry to continue before he makes any conclusions by himself. 'Gigi will be fine, but you have to come here right now, she needs you.' I say and hope for him to not freak out.

'What?!' I swear to God that my ear will start to bleed any second now.

'Which hospital is it? I'm coming right now!' I give him directions and hang up the phone.

'Miss Eleanor?' The nurse walks out and calls my name. I put the phone in my back pocket and just nod before I make my way to the room.

'Too much got lost, we'll have to perform a direct blood transfusion!' The doctor says. I don't know her but this is my way of giving them back for helping me when I needed it to.

'Let's get this done!' I say and lie down on the bed next to hers as I look over at Gigi, even though her face is filled with tears a smile spreads across her face.

'This will be a lot of blood, you will have to stay here over the night.' The doctor says before inserting the needle in my arm.

'That's fine.' I say and let them do what they have to. I'm connected directly to Gigi and our blood is one right now. Her hand reaches for mine and I put my hand on hers.

'Thank you.' Gigi whispers to me, I smile at her but  I can already feel myself drifting off to sleep. My body has been too exhausted to deal with all of this in an awake state.

I feel so weak, my hands and legs feel like they weigh a hundred pounds. I can hear someone talking but I can't manage to open my eyes.

'This time it will work.' I can hear Zayn, thank God he came, Gigi did need him here.

I manage to slightly open my eyes and see them both crying. Zayn kisses Gig's belly and that makes mine ache. Even if I don't have someone like that, knowing that I helped them makes me happy too.