ARIANA'S POV
I adjusted the nurse's uniform one last time, tugging at the edge of the cloth nervously as I stood in front of Zayn's hospital room.
My hands shook slightly as I clutched the door handle and I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.
The doctors still hadn't let me see him even after they'd finished the procedure. They said he needed rest and that family wasn't allowed in just yet.
Family. That word struck a chord within me. I was part of his family now and soon, we might even...start one. I shook my head vehemently—now was not the time.
Pushing my thoughts and nerves aside, I slowly opened the door and stepped inside quietly before any of the doctors or nurses saw me.
The beeping of the machines was the first thing I noticed—it was sharp and steady. The ai
