Everything I Didn't Say

“Okay, I looked it up and google says that for the first trimester it is highly recommended if you have sex often. But when its the second trimester you have to stop.” Tarah told Michael not looking up from her computer screen. She is six weeks pregnant and getting ready to show.
“Okay.” Michael said kissing his soon to be wife.
“I love you Mike.” Tarah said against his lips.
“I love you Tarah.” Michael said in return as Ashton walked in the room walking past Michael and Tarah.
Ashton walked in the room and sat in the chair across from where Tarah and Michael were cuddling on the couch.
Ashton took a deep breath before speaking up.
“I want you to know that, I’ve been thinking lately about you and me and all the questions left unanswered how it all could have been, and I hope you know you never left my head. If I ever did anything to let you down, I’m sorry.” Ashton said his eyes filling with tears looking down at his lap letting a single tear escape his eye and roll down his pale cheeks. He hasn’t left his room since his fight with Tarah and now they’re both going through hell.
Tarah sat up and rested her elbows on her knees putting her head in her hands and smiling weakly. She doesn’t know what to do at this moment. She barely got out of her room with the fear of running into Ashton and now he is apologizing for what he did. What does she say? How is she supposed to compete with this?
“Ashton.-” Tarah started but he cut her off.
“Tarah, you don’t have to except what I did but I really had to get that off my chest. I have been going through hell without you.” He said and Tarah let tears run down her cheeks while Michael rubbed her back.
“I don’t know if I can forgive you just yet.” She said trying not to look at him. Ashton let tears fall from his eyes. Michael pulled her close letting her know it is ok.
“Look, I was really stupid, and I am really sorry.” He said trying to get her attention. Tarah got up and walked away. Michael followed her and hugged her tightly. He kissed her forehead.

Zayn’s POV
I have had a huge crush on Calum. Why can’t I tell him? It’s been a year. I should tell him. As if on cue Calum walks into my room smiling.

“Hey Z.” He said hugging me. I returned the gesture and offered him to sit next to me.

“Hey Cal. I need to tell you something. It’s kinda important.” I said and He smiled.

“Anything Zayn.” He said and I smiled.

"I erm I like you." I blurted and he gasped.

3rd person POV

Calum sat awkwardly on Zayn's bed, staring at him dead in the eyes. Just as Zayn tries to start a sentence he is cut off by Calum's phone ringing.

"Sorry. I'll be back." Calum said taking his phone out of his pocket as Zayn reads the screen and see's 'Babecakes xo'. Zayn could feel tears fill his eyes as Calum answers opening the door.

"Hey babe." Calum said before closing it. Zayn rolled over on his side and hugged the pillow that Calum had gotten him for his birthday. He let tears slide down his cheeks and fall on the small pillow sobbing silently.

What was I thinking, why would he ever like me? Zayn thought to himself. He walked over to his bathroom that was connected to his room and closed the door. Locking the door. He pulled out a blade he had hidden so no one would find it. Pulling up his sleeve and taking his bracelets off. He pressed the blade to his skin and sliced his arm.

After god knows how long, Zayn finally puts the blade away. He starts getting dizzy and falls to the floor. The sound of a loud thump was heard through the house.

Michael jumps from his spot next to his pregnant girlfriend - and soon to be wife, running up the stairs to Zayn's bedroom. He ran inside and went over to Zayn's bathroom door trying to open it, but with it being locked, it was impossible.

"Calum! What the fuck did you do?!" Tarah shouted running passed him to where Michael was trying to bust the bathroom door down.

"Call the police." Michael told Tarah, seeing red liquid come from under the door. Tarah pulled her phone out of her pocket and quickly dialed 112 for emergency.

"Sydney police department, what is your emergency?" A lady on the other end asked and Tarah started to cry.

"Hi, Erm yes! My friend locked himself in the bathroom and my fiance and I see red liquid coming from under the door. We can't get the door to open." Tarah panicked through the phone.

"What's your friends name? And I'll need an address." She said and Tarah sobbed chocking out the information.

"We will have paramedics there as soon as possible. Can you tell me how you found your friend?" The lady asked and Tarah handed Michael the phone for him to explain what happened.

The cop putting in all of the information that Michael and Tarah can give. Soon after a few minutes they hear the sound of sirens and see a bunch of paramedics come out of the back of the ambulance. Michael ran down the stairs where the paramedics were running in holding a stretcher. Tarah pointed to the bathroom door sobbing in her arms, waiting to find Zayn. On of her favorite people in the world is cutting again she feels just as horrible when she sees the paramedics come out of the bathroom with Zayn on the stretcher and his arm wrapped in a bandage. Her sobs got louder as Michael picked her up bridal style and ran out the door after getting their shoes on the follow the ambulance to the hospital.

When they got to the hospital the paramedics already had Zayn in a room for checking. Tarah and Michael ran inside and stopped at the front desk.

"We're looking for Zayn Malik." Tarah rushed and the lady - not looking up from the computer said, "name and relation?" Tarah looked at Michael and he nodded as if giving her permission.

"Tarah, I'm his girlfriend.." She said the words feeling foren rolling from her tongue. Michael looked down at her giving her a reassuring smile.

"He has you down as emergency contact. But you'll need to wait in the waiting room while we check out his cuts. The doctor will call you out soon." They nurse said and Tarah nodded her head finding a chair and sitting down crossing her legs and putting her head in her hands.

After about twenty minutes of crying and pacing around the waiting room the doctor comes out.

"Zayn Malik." He says and Tarah and Michael are over in a flash.

"Follow me." The doctor instructed and they followed him to a room with Zayn lying on a bed. "His heart beat is irregular so he will have to be in for a few days maybe a week even. If it doesn't get regular we might have to give open heart surgery."

Notes

SORRY IT'S LATE!! Please comment what you're thinking of the story! I spent days working on this chapter so please tell me what you think about it. I am so sad this book is almost over. I might be doing a sequel but i'll tell you that when it comes time.