Chapter Twenty-One

I figured it out,

Saw the mistakes of up and down

Meet in the middle,

There's always room for common ground

"Stop shaking." Liam said for what already felt like the millionth time. We were sitting in the hospital waiting room, obviously waiting. I was having a hard time staying calm, fear and nerves driving me absolutely crazy.

"I can't."

"Yes you can. Stop shaking." Liam said again, rolling his eyes at me.

"Liam. I can't."

"Why not?" He finally asked, looking at me with curious eyes. They were soft and welcoming, something I had missed.

"I'm scared." I said honestly, looking at him nervously as I bit my bottom lip.

"Why?"

"Because I am. I don't know how to explain it Li." I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"You're scared that were not gonna be able to keep the baby. Trust me Zayn... I know."

"How..."

"Because I'm scared too... I know I always told you that I was fine with just Olly... but I want another baby.... And call me selfish, but I want it to be a baby that we made together. That's why I always told you I didn't want another one and that's why we weren't going to adopt... But yeah..." Liam let out a deep breath, biting his own lip as he looked away for a moment. I grabbed his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I love you Liam... and everything will be okay." I said, smiling at him as he looked at me again. Liam didn't get a chance to reply before we were called back. He continued to hold my hand as we walked, both of us not really paying attention to what the nurse was saying. She led us to a quiet room near the back, the walls decorated like Toy Story. Liam giggled a little after we sat down.

"What's so funny?" I asked him.

"You'd think we went to Oliver's doctor or something." Liam said, twirling his finger as he motioned around the room.

"For all we know..."

"I'm pretty sure we're not at Oliver's doctor." Liam rolled his eyes, but he was smiling nonetheless.

And that was something I lived for.

"I bet you ten that it is." I smiled.

"I bet you twenty that it isn't, annnnnd if I win I get to name the baby."

"What? That's not fair. You named Oliver." I argued, enjoying the playful banter. It had been a long time since we'd done that.

"All is fair in love and war baby."

"Sweetheart, love is just another battlefield." I teased, bopping his nose. Liam looked at me with concern all the sudden, almost as if that was the last thing he was expecting.

"Why'd you do that?"

"I thought it would make you laugh... it works on Oliver all the time." I said, shrugging as Liam let out another laugh. He shook his head fondly before grabbing my hand.

"I love you." He said, humor still clear in his voice. I only smiled at him, holding his hand tightly. The door opened in that moment and I let out a curse when I saw it wasn't Oliver's doctor.

"I get to name the baby." Liam whispered, a smug look on his face.

"Yeah yeah. I get to choose the middle name though." I said, giving him a firm look as he rolled his eyes again.

"Afternoon Liam, how are you?" The doctor asked, sitting down next to Liam.

"I'm quite alright... How about yourself?"

"I'm good. Now I know this is probably the last way you want to start this, but Liam I'm afraid that I may have a few concerns with your pregnancy." Liam's grip on my hand instantly tightened.

"Like?"

"In your previous records it shows that you had a miscarriage about eight years back and an abortion about six... It also shows that you've been advised against having anymore children." The doctor arched an eyebrow as he looked at Liam. Liam nodded slowly, sniffling a little.

"Now I'm not saying that having this baby is impossible, but the chances aren't exactly high. The chance of you miscarrying is pretty high, which I believe was the main reason as to why you were advised not to have any more children, am I correct?" Liam nodded again, his grip on my hand even tighter.

"Doc... I understand the risks... but I... i want to keep this baby." Liam finally said, looking at the doctor with determination. I on the other hand was starting to freak out a little.

If the chances were slim, I didn't even want to risk it.

"Li-" I started.

"No... I want to do this." Liam said again, more forcefully and with more determination.

"Li..."

"Zayn... I can do this." Liam said slowly, looking me dead in the eyes as he did so. Inside them was a fire I hadn't seen since we were teenagers and it was honestly one of the main reasons why I fell in love with him.

"I can't lose you Liam." I whispered, looking at him with the same amount of determination.

"And you won't. Let me do this Zayn." I looked at him sadly, but the determination in his eyes let me know that maybe... everything was going to be okay.

So with a sigh, I gave in.

"Okay..."

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Holla for a random Ziam chapter.

I did a Ziam one for Zayn. I know that it's still a very raw wound but I feel like this was kinda needed.

I'm proud of him, even though it really sucks.

I hope you're all doing good...

And you should totally check out the new Zarry I posted... Wasn't that smooth af?

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