Rose

"You still need to tell us why you're acting like that, all happy and smiling. You were something else that night." Lucas raised his eyebrow at me through the mirror as he was washing his face and I was brushing my hair.

I didn't reply. How could I tell them that I had kissed Zayn? It was none of their business anyway. Thomas gave me advice, I did what he asked me to. Except, I didn't actually confessed that I liked Zayn, but I thought the kiss said enough.

"Rose," He gave me a look.

I sighed and finished my long Dutch braid, "I've got to go. I'll see you at dinner time." I replied and left the bathroom, wishing I had my own one.

"Hey, Rose! That's not fair!" He said, but I slammed the door on purpose and chuckled when I heard him grumbling.

I went downstairs, ate some quick breakfast and sat down in my car as I had a day shift today.

Starting my car, the radio switched on automatically and another cliché love song came on, something I hated but it still made me think of Zayn.

The feeling he gave me while kissing me was so amazing, so intriguing. I was nervous when I noticed what he was about to do, but I would be lying if I said I didn't want it. Of course I wanted him to kiss me and of course I would kiss him back.

I had been waiting for that moment, just to confirm our feelings. And they were confirmed now. I knew he liked me, and he knew I liked him. It didn't matter anymore. I didn't think that there was a point of hiding it now since it was already pretty obvious.

Thinking about the kiss, I could still feel his hands cupping my cheeks. His hands that were cold but despite the fact that they were cold- they still managed to burn and tingle my skin.

Then just the way he looked at me. Staring into my eyes, right into my soul. He knew what we wanted, he knew my feelings. I had noticed how his eyes roamed over my face and had stopped at my lips. I remember that we both leaned in but he took the first step. He pressed his lips, which were so soft, plump and smooth, on mine.

They had felt so good, so lovable and so kissable that I wanted that moment to last forever.

And at that moment, my feelings had grown even more for him.

I couldn't sleep that night because of all the feeling he gave me. I was so happy, still so excited and flustered because of it. I couldn't think of something else, and I had hoped he had felt the same.

After the kiss we had smiled at each other but no words were spoken. Zayn's eyes had started to fall closed and no matter how hard he was trying to stay awake, he was too tired and he fell asleep.

I tried waking him, but he didn't wake up. He really was tired so I went down to his room, grabbed his blanket and went back to the eighth floor to make him warm and comfortable. I had stroked his cheek then left and finished the night shift on my own.

Before I could realize it, I arrived at the hospital and I quickly parked my car. I felt relieved that I could start the day at the Oncology department again. I could finally see Zayn after those days. We hadn't seen each other after the kiss and it made me slightly nervous.

I went up in the elevator, got out and walked over to Caroline's office. I stuffed my stuff into the wardrobe and read the note laying on the table.

Good morning, Rose.
Zayn is getting his second session of his third chemotherapy cure today and he wanted someone to be with him. Do you mind staying in his room for a while? It's busy, so I sadly do not have time for it today.

Good luck!

I smiled. Was that even a question? Of course I wanted to be with him to give hime some company while getting the chemo.

That's why I rushed my way over to his room and forgot to knock as I already opened the door, out of excitement. I noticed that the curtains were already open in this early hour. The tv was on and Zayn was already connected to the infusion, meaning he was already getting chemotherapy.

I frowned, wondering why the doctor let him alone. I then stared at Zayn and felt warm when I saw him trying really hard to keep his eyes open as he was staring at the tv. The view of it was adorable and it made me want to hug him. He was lying down in bed with the duvets covering him up to his chest, his head pressed to his pillow as the upper part of his bed was moved up so it was in a lie/ sit position. He looked so sleepy and cozy as he was still in his pajamas and had his beanie almost covering his eyes.

"Hey." I said quietly as I didn't want to startle him.

Zayn's eyes were now open and a bright smile grew on his face as he saw me. It made me feel a little shy but he quickly waved me over. "Rose."

I made my way over to his bed and sat on the edge of it, not sure of what to do. "Zayn. How are you feeling?"

He kept smiling at me and looked at the tv, "Better now. I'm getting chemo right now. Where were you yesterday?" He frowned a little when he looked back at me.

"Oh.. right, they had an opportunity for me to work one day with the obstetricians." I sighed softly. I hated that it was right after our kiss and I hoped he understood that I didn't do it on purpose.

"Someone told me." He shivered a little and he covered his whole body with the duvets, snuggling a bit deeper in them for as far as that was possible, since he had to lay his right arm very still. It was connected to the infusion after all.

"Who did? Caroline?" I asked.

He shook his head and nibbled on his bottom lip as he frowned a little again, "Sophia or something. She was rude.." He huffed.

"I met her. She wasn't the type of person I'd become friends with either." I sighed and rested my back against his mattress as it was again- in the sitting position.

"Is it true? That you don't like it here?" Zayn looked at me and his expression looked like he was being careful as he probably didn't want to make me mad or anything.

I frowned, "Did she say that? Because that's not true. It's true that I wanted to work as an obstetrician first, but then I came here and after yesterday's experience.. I think I like it here even more. So, no, it's not true."

Zayn smiled by himself and moved himself up, slightly scooting closer to me. I noticed it, but didn't say anything about it. "Okay, Rose. I believe you. So tell me about yesterday. What was it like?"

"Zayn, it's horrible. I don't know why I thought I'd ever like that." I sighed, smiling when I heard Zayn's laugh filling the room. "I swear, though. All those women are crazy. They're all screaming loud and when the first baby was being born I may or may not have thrown up." I groaned.

Zayn laughed softly, "No way, Rosie.. did you really throw up?"

"I mean, can you blame me?! I knew there would be blood and stuff but no.. I'm so sure that I do not want to become an obstetrician ever after yesterday." I sighed dramatically and Zayn's laughter died into soft chuckles, then he smiled at me.

"Well I'm glad, because what do I do without nurse Rose?" He said cheesy, causing me to smack his arm as I hated how he made me blush.

"I'm nothing. What would you do without Caroline?"

Zayn turned his face to me and slightly pulled his beanie up as it slipped over his eyes because of the pillow he was laying on. "Don't say that, Rose. You're not nothing. You're amazing." He slightly gulped and quickly stared at the tv.

I smiled in amusement. "How cute." I chuckled.

"Oh.. oh, speaking of Caroline," Zayn quickly changed the subject. "I asked her and you can come to my house with Christmas and stuff."

My eyes lit up and a smile grew on my face, "Wait, really?"

His face gave away the exact same expression and it made me feel some type of way, as always. "Yeah. My mum said you're more than welcome as well. We're going to make it a good time."

"Definitely. I'm so thankful for this, Zayn. Thank you, really." I smiled at him.

He slowly placed his hand on top of mine, something that already drove my feelings insane. "It's okay, Rosie. I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too." I felt my cheeks heating up as he slowly brushed his finger over mine but that sweet moment was soon enough gone when the doctor swung the door open.

I quickly got off the bed, causing me to almost trip over my own feet but I could- luckily- hold myself up onto Zayn's bed.

Zayn grinned and I gave him a look but couldn't prevent my smile from growing onto my face as my cheeks flushed red from the slight embarrassment. I made everything always so awkward.

The doctor clearly didn't see anything so I was more than relieved about that. "It's done for today, Zayn. Can you tell me how you experienced it today?"

"Uh, nothing different than yesterday. Didn't feel much so yeah.." He shrugged and watched how the doctor removed the band aids and got the needle out of his veins and skin.

The doctor covered the tiny wound with a new band aid and rolled the infusion away. "That's good. We hope you won't get that sick again."

"I hope so too." Zayn said quietly and stared down at his lap for a while.

The doctor observed Zayn for a while but didn't say anything. It made me feel a little uneasy, like something was wrong with him but he didn't tell what. "We really hope the chemo will destroy the cells this time."

Zayn looked up at the doctor and didn't reply to that, probably because he was unsure of what to say.

"I heard you're going home next week for Christmas. I'm happy for you, Zayn. I hope you'll make the most out of it." He smiled a little.

Zayn frowned a little but nodded and watched as the doctor left his room.

He stood still at the doorstep, "Caroline will give you the needed pills and medication for when you're going home. I'll see you tomorrow for another chemo session."

"Okay." Zayn said quietly, rubbed his sore arm and closed his eyes. It was a sign for me that he was tired and that he wanted to sleep so I quietly walked over to his door.

"Rose?" He said.

I slowly turned around, "Yes?"

"Come," He waved me over so I walked back to the side of his bed. He grabbed his phone, typed in his password and handed it to me. "Put your number in here, will you? So I can contact you about next week if I don't see you anymore."

"Smooth way to get my number, Zayn." I chuckled.

Zayn smiled cheekily, "I had to get it someday somehow."

"Sure." I laughed softly and typed my number onto his phone with 'Rose DeWitt Bukater' as the contact name. I grinned, then handed him his phone back.

"I'll call you." He said.

I smiled, "I hope so." I said so quietly as I walked away to let him sleep that I was sure he didn't hear it.

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I still have so many plans for this story.. will you mind if this book will have a lot of chapters??

Are you excited for Rose to stay at Zayn in holiday? What do you think will happen?

The doctors behavior?

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