16. Us Against The World
*2 months later*
We were walking through the crowd into the studio for the interview. Zayn wanted me to come today and Paul was helping us through the fans. I heard some shouting mean things to me but I just held up my middle finger. We got inside and the boys were sitting on the couch getting asked questions. "Zayn, your girlfriend is pregnant right?" "Yeah. It's amazing, i'm just so excited about it," he said with a big grin on his face. I smiled at this and suddenly I felt a pain in my stomach. I touched my bump. "Are you ok?" Eleanor asked me. "Yeah, the baby's just kicking," I replied. Again I felt a pain, I knew then that it wasn't a kick. I screamed in pain and suddenly Zayn was by my side. He held onto me and asked "Are you ok?" "No, there's something wrong with the baby." His face looked even more worried and soon we were in the car with Paul speeding to the hospital. We pulled in and Zayn carried me inside. "How can I help you?" the lady at the desk asked. "My girlfriend, she's pregnant and she's in a lot of pain. I don't know what it is," he replied. "Ok, just fill out these forms and a doctor should be with you in a minute." "Thank you." He sat me down and filled out the forms. A doctor came out and took me into a room.
"We'll just have a quick ultrasound to check if the baby is ok." He rubbed gel on her stomach and put the thing over it. He kept running it over and over, I couldn't see anything on the screen and I knew he couldn't either. After a few minutes he took it off and rubbed the gel from her stomach. "I'm afraid you've miscarried. I'm sorry." Emily started to cry and I held her close. I could feel my eyes fill up too. "I'll give you a moment," he said before walking out. She sobbed even harder into my chest and I cried too. We left soon after and Emily didn't talk in the car, she just pressed her head against the window and even though she tried to hide it, I knew she was crying. When she told me I was shocked but when I realized how big it was, I was excited about our family. I had imagined what our baby would look like. If it was a girl it would have my hair and nose, her eyes and lips. If it was a boy it would have her natural light brown hair and nose, my eyes and lips. But that was gone now because our family was over. It was just me and her now, us against the world.
<You were just a small bump unborn, 4 months then torn from life>