Second Chances

Zayn and I pull up to the doctor’s office and I hesitate to walk in.

I feel my breathing get heavy but try to soothe it before Zayn sees.

I should’ve had my mom come. She knows more about this than Zayn does.

“Are you coming?” Zayn asks opening the passenger door for me.

“Yeah.”

We walk in and go straight to the front desk to the receptionist.

“How may I help you?” she asks pushing her glasses up her nose.

“Appointment for Anastasia Jardine.” Zayn blurts out before I can.

He’s doing better than I thought.

“I see you Miss Jardine. If you two can take a seat in the waiting room and fill out some paperwork, the doctor will be with you shortly.” She says handing me a clipboard with papers attached to it.

Zayn and I walk to take a seat and I realize that I forgot a pen.

Luckily, Zayn pulls one out his pocket and hands it to me.

Maybe he is dependable.

I begin to fill out the paperwork and come to the conclusion that I really should have brought my mom.

I don’t know any of our family history and I don’t think Zayn knows anything about his.

Am I supposed to be taking medicine?

I don’t know the first day I became pregnant.

Why is this asking so much questions?

I see Zayn staring at me and I know that he can tell that I don’t know what I’m doing.

I continue to stare at the paperwork and pretend not to notice him.

After a few minutes, I fill out the paperwork to the best of my knowledge and stand up to turn it in.

Zayn grabs my hand and sits me back down.

He grabs the clipboard and returns it back to the receptionist.

He comes and sits back down before kissing me on my cheek.

Why did he do that?

I look around the office and see all the other pregnant women walking around.

Some with their husbands and some alone.

It scares me to think that I can actually end up pregnant alone.

It scares me to think that soon, I will looking like them.

I guess that Zayn sees the nervous look on my face.

He grabs a hold of my hand and gently squeezes it.

I turn and give him a light smile.

“It’s going to be okay Ana. I’m here.” He says rubbing circles of my hand.

“I want to think that everything will be okay.”

“It will be. I promised you.”

I nod and turn away from him.

Should I believe what he says?

I don’t want him to play me.

I’m pregnant with his child.

“Anastasia Jardine”

I look up and see the doctor standing in the doorway in front of me.

Zayn raises his hand a bit and the doctor smiles.

“I’m Doctor Jacob Thames. We’re ready for you Miss Jardine. Your boyfriend can come too.” He says nodding at Zayn with a nurse joining his side.

Boyfriend?

You got it all wrong Doc.

I feel Zayn tense up a bit before standing up.

He holds his hand out and helps me up leading me to the doctor, never letting go of my hand.

The other pregnant couple smile and stare at us as if we’re a million dollar couple.

I take a deep breath and enter into the back room preparing for whatever comes my way.

At least I have someone by my side.

Who would have thought that it would ever be Zayn?

Notes

Just a short filler guys.

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