It wasn't suppose to be like this. I didn't want Harry, Louis, Liam and Naill to find out. Now they all know. All I'm doing is messing things up.

Why is this happening to me? Why me... why must I, Zayn Mailk, have stomach cancer? Why can't I be normal like the rest. I hated myself for not telling them and putting the boys career on the line. What are fans going to think of me. I just sat there wondering what's my next step.

The car was quiet, Paul drove up to the hospital door.You can see his disappointing face.

"Louis can you take Zayn inside? I'll be there in there soon." Paul says his sharp and cool voice,it hit me hard like a cold winter air.

Louis opens the door to let me out, but I didn't want to go.

"Please Paul, can we go back to the hotel?"

"No Zayn... go... Now!" he yelled out.This strong voice scared me.

Louis grabs my arm pulling me out the car.

"Come Zayn, let's go."

We both walked I'm the hospital I can feel like all eyes were on me like was some the of freak. Louis walks up to the receptionist giving him my name. Paul walks in 5 mins later and sits me down.

"Why Zayn?"

I just stood quiet. I didn't have much to say. I don't know why I didn't tell anybody. I was just scared........ I stood quietly. Louis sat besides me.

"Louis why didn't you tell someone?" Paul stared at Louis.

"He didn't want me to. I thought he has everything under control, but I guess not." He looks over at me... l look back at the foor.

"Zayn Malik."

I shot my head up to find a male doctor calling my name. I got up following him he opens the door leading me the room with a nurse in it.

"Can you remove you shoes... sweetie?" She says with a soft smile.

I sat down taking them off. She points to scale that was aside from her. I walked over to the scale, stepping on it. Within seconds the number pop up 130lbs. I quickly got off the scale. She wrote down the number. I stood there kinda embarrass by my weight.

"Mr. Mailk how long have you known that you had stomach cancer." The doctor ask.

"Maybe a month now."

"Have you seek any help?"

"Yes I did... When I was in England I talked to a doctor... I was supposed to go to London a but I never did."

"What was going to happen in England?"

"It was a surgery to remove the Tumor, but I just didn't go. Now it's probably worst than before."

"Well you don't know that. We will call the doctor to see if we can reschedule that surgery. We'll run some test to make sure everything ok." I look up at the doctor, right then and there I wanted to cry but I Nod my head, watching him leave the room.

Then that feeling came, I quickly covered my mouth the nurse pick up what was happening and pass me a yellow bucket. I poured my guts out in the bucket. All my breakfast, lunch, and dinner came right back up. Another nurse came in with a botlle of water.

"Here sweetie " She hands the bottle of water. I look up at her, and took the bottle. Both nurses walks out the room.I slowly open the bottle of water taking sip by sips. I felt like a jerk right now. Everyone worried about me right now, I could of just told them. I stared at the door that was sightly open.

"Make a run for it... ""No Zayn sit your ass down, and wait for the doctor.""Zayn they can't help you. What's the point? ""Zayn listen, I know your scared but you have so much support right now. Please Zayn stay.."All these thoughts was roaming in my head. What if they can't help me, say they do help me but it's to late and I die. That's it; I got up heading to the door. I stood there for a second before opening the door.

"Where are you going?" A voice behind called out.

I froze, I turn about to find the nurse behind me... "The .....bathroom."

"It's this away, sweetie." She points to the opposite way.

"Thanks." I mumbled out. SHIT.I drag myself to the bathroom, I glance over at the nurse that was smiling at me. I quickly shut the door.

"I need to get the hell out." I puffed out.


After a few minutes, I slowly open the door peeking making sure no one was in the hallway.

"This is it Zayn, walk quickly down the hallway to the stairway and just run down the stairs. No one will see you."I open the door more, quickly walking pass the room I was in; I passed the front desk. Before I could hit the stair a strong hand grabs my arm. I turn around to find Paul with a angry faces. My heart was pounding so fast I felt like it was about to pop out of my chest.

"Where are you going?" Paul says deeply.

"Back to the hotel!" I snapped back "I feel fine; I just wanna go back to hotel."

"Zayn your not fine, you have cancer you-"

"I KNOW THAT ALREADY..PAUL YOU DON'T HAVE TO REMIND ALL THE BLOODY TIME..I KNOW THAT I'M DYING" I yelled out. Paul stood there in complete shock, all eyes were on me. I was sick of people getting in my businesses. I don't need this shit.

A female nurse walks up to me,
"your bed ready Mr. malik, Are you staying?"

"No!" I puffed looking at Paul. "I'm going home."

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