Everything I Didn't Say

Tarahs POV
“I will love you no matter what.” Zayn whispered in my ear and I smiled. I could see Michael confused from across the room. I think he was trying to figure out what he said.
“Come on Tarah, I’m tired and it’s late we should get to bed.” Michael told me and I pecked Zayn’s cheek.
“Coming babe.” I said sarcastically which earned him sticking his tongue out at me. He kissed my lips wrapping his arm around my waist then leading me out of the large ball room.
I have tried to sleep for hours now it is midnight and I have gotten none. I don’t know if it was what Zayn said to me or if I am freaking out over the baby. I have been tossing and turning and avoiding lying on my stomach. I can’t get comfortable enough to sleep.
Finally after another hour and a half I passed out.
I woke up and I felt hot but cold. I ran to the toilet and puked, again. I hate this morning sickness. I felt my head and it was burning up so I went and grabbed the thermometer. It said, 101.2. My eyes popped out of my head. I walk/ran into the bedroom and woke Michael up.
“Michael! I am running a fever. A high fever!” I told him and he sat up quickly.
“Let me call the doctor.” He said picking up his phone. Ashton came running into the room.
“I heard puking then you screaming Michael! You okay?!” He said quickly.
“The doctor says we can come in now if we want.” Michael said.
“Can I come? I mean that is my niece or nephew.” Ashton asked. He helped me get my shoes on and all three of us left. As soon as we got there the doctor was waiting there for us. He was different this time. Not as cute. I sat down on the bed as the doctor took my blood pressure. He also checked some things on the baby.
“Alright you’re fine you just need to lay off the stress. Take some advil and then the fever should go down. But you need to relax or this will happen again. Is there any-” As the doctor was talking he was cut off by Zayn running in the room and getting on his knees. He put his head against my stomach and made sure the baby was okay.
“Hi little guy!” He said excitedly.
“Zayn! It is not a boy! We don’t know what it is yet!” I said laughing. He looked up at me with puppy eyes.
“But- but- but.” he said then laughed along with Michael. Ashton looks sad and a little jealous.
“You’re free to go.” the doctor dismissed me and I nodded as Michael and Zayn helped me off the table.
“What did he say?” Zayn asked and I looked him in the eyes.
“He said I need to lay off the stress and take a few days to rest and relax.” I said and Michael gently squeezed my hand reassuringly.
“You’ll be fine.” he said then kissed my forehead then headed to his own car.

Notes

Sorry it's short I will update soon.