The Secret Somebody (Zayn Malik FanFiction)

Zayn Malik and Lucy Grey had a baby together. But Zayn doesn't know. Lucy left as soon as she found out she was pregnant. She still talks to her best friend Liam Payne. Zayn finally finds Lucy after she leaves but, she still doesn't tell him. Will he ever find out? Will he support her if he does? -Jake♥

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1. Chapter One:

I walked down the street pushing the small stroller in front of me. "Mummy, can we go get ice cream?" Daniel asked.

"Sure sweetie." I pushed the stroller across the park and over to the ice cream vendor. "What flavor do you want?" I asked him, grabbing him out of the stroller. I held him in my arms. He pointed towards the chocolate-vanilla swirl. "You want that one baby?"

He nodded. "Yes mummy!" I looked at him and smiled. He smiled back. Yesterday was Daniel's second birthday. I thought we could celebrate. I took him to Chuck E. Cheese.

"Could we have one chocolate-vanilla swirl and one strawberry ice cream cones?" The man nodded and I handed him the money. He handed me Danniel's ice cream and I gave it to Daniel. Then he gave me mine. I set Daniel back down in the stroller and started home.

Once we were home, I pulled Daniel out of the stroller and folded it up. "Come on babe." I held him and the stroller as we walked up the steps to our flat. I unlocked the door and Daniel ran inside. I walked in and set the stroller by the door.

"What do you want for dinner?" I called to him from the kitchen.

"Bacon!" He yelled from the living room. I heard the telly on.

I got started and made breakfast for dinner. I made all of Daniel's favorites: pancakes, eggs and bacon. "Dinner's on!" I yelled to him. He came running into the kitchen and took his seat at the table. I ruffled his hair and set his plate in front of him. He started scarfing it down. I sat down with my plate next to him.

After dinner, Daniel sat right back on the couch and watched TV. "Danny! Let's go take a bath!"

"OK!" Daniel ran into my room and started taking his clothes off. I walked into the adjoining bath room. I started the water and put in his toys. Daniel ran in and got in the bath. "Can I play for a little bit mummy?" I nodded and left the bathroom.

I was cleaning the kitchen when my phone started ringing. "Hello?" I answered.

"Hey babe!" Liam answered.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing, the boys wanted to hang out tonight after our concert. Are you free?" It was Liam Payne of One Direction. He was my best friend. We'd been friends for three years when he audition for the X-Factor the second time. When he'd become famous, he introduced me to the rest of his band mates.

"I don't know if that's a good idea." I slurred.

"Zayn won't be there." He stated.

"What time?"

"After the concert? Around 11?" I heard people talking in the back. "Wait, Niall's going out with Zayn. It'll be just Harry, Louis, and I."

"That's fine." I walked back into the bathroom to see Daniel splashing water on the floor. "Danny! No!"

"Who's Danny? Do you have a boyfriend?" Harry laughed in the background.

"Hey! Why is it impossible to think I have a boyfriend? And Danny is no one." I put my finger over my mouth signaling for Daniel to be quiet. "You'll meet him tonight, yeah?" I asked.

"OK! See you later babe! Text me your address!" We exchanged goodbyes and I hung up. I hadn't seen Liam since he left for his tour two and a half years ago. It was about half six now and it sounded like he was already at the concert venue.

I washed Daniel's hair and body. I dried him off and dressed him in his PJ's. "I have some friends coming over tonight. You want to meet them?" He nodded eagerly.

Eleven rolled around and the boys still weren't here. Daniel was really tired. Around eleven-thirty, there was a knock on the door. I got off the couch and answered it. There stood just Liam. I gave him a lazy smile and sat cross legged on the couch. Liam came in and sat next to me.

"Where are the boys?" I asked.

"Zayn wanted to go out. I told them I wasn't feeling well. They all went clubbing."

"Oh." Was the smart answer I came up with. Liam laughed.

"Is that Danny?" Liam said, pointing towards the sleeping boy. I nod. "Who's is he? Are you babysitting?"

"Danny is my baby." I said, quietly.

"What?" Liam exclaimed. "Who's the father?" I looked down. "He looks a lot like-"

"Zayn." We said at the same time.

Liam just looked at me. I didn't know what to say. "Does he know?" I shook my head. "Oh." I stood up and picked up Daniel.

"Mummy, I didn't get to meet your friends." Daniel said.

"Here baby. This is uncle Liam!" I said.

"Hi uncle Liam."

"Can I hold him?" Liam asked. I nod and hand Daniel to Liam. "Wow. He looks almost identical to Zayn." I nod again.

"Hi Danny!" Liam smiles at him.

"Will you tuck me into bed?" Liam nods and takes him into his room. He comes back a few minutes later.

"What exactly happened? I haven't seen you in two and a half years and this is what happens?"

"Yeah. That's why I left. I couldn't tell Zayn. I was scared."

"Why're you scared? It's not like Zayn would turn him down! I really think you should tell them both! How do you think Danny feels about growing up without a father? That's not fair to either of them! You know that!" Liam always knew how knock some sense into me.

"I know! I know! But, I can't just tell him! Zayn would feel bad! He would probably deny him, too! I mean, it's been almost three years! I just know it! Call it mothers instinct!" I sigh and lean back into the couch.

"Zayn will take one look at that child and know that Danny is his. There is no denying he is Zayn's son!"

"I can't! Besides, I don't want either of us in the Lime Light!" I stood up. " I know how popular you guys are and I just don't need it." I ran my hands over my face in frustration.

"Lucy, do you know how much Zayn misses you? He rarely goes out with us and when he does, he never enjoys himself. It still tears him apart! You know something? Zayn has kept everything of yours that you left and if anyone touches any of it, he loses it. Babe, it's your choice. Do what you think is right. I won't tell him."

"He needs to get over it! That was almost three years ago!" I practically yelled. I didn't mean to. I was just frustrated.

"Mummy? Is everything OK?" I turned and saw Daniel in the doorway to his room.

"Yes baby. Everything 's fine!" Daniel came over and hugged my leg. I leaned down and picked him up.

"Mummy? Where is daddy?" Daniel whispered in my ear.

"You don't have a daddy. It's just you and me babe!" I shot Liam a glance.

"But all my friends have daddy's."

"You're special sweetheart!" I poked his nose and he giggled. I put Daniel back to bed and walked out into the living room. "Are you staying over?" I asked Liam.

"Can I?" Liam smiled at me. I nod and motion him towards my room. I stripped out of my clothes and proceed to put on Zayn's old tee shirt. Liam stripped down to his Calvin Klein boxers and we got into my bed. I cuddled up to him just like when we were younger. "You still love him or you would have a drawer of his old clothes." Liam says just as I does off.

"Mummy! Wake up!" I opened my eyes. I shielded my eyes from the light. Daniel was jumping on my bed. I smiled.

"Morning baby!" He stopped jumping and laid down next to me. He cuddled up to me.

"Morning mummy!" He kissed my cheek. "Can you make me breakfast?" I laughed and nodded.

I got out of bed and put on some shorts. Daniel ran out of the room and into the kitchen. I looked at the clock. It was only half nine in the morning. I groaned. I walked into the kitchen and saw Daniel sitting in his usual seat in the kitchen. "What do you want?"

"Lucky Charms!" Daniel yelled. I laughed and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet. "Get the milk out for me?" I asked. Daniel got up and opened the fridge. I poured the cereal into the bowl. Daniel handed me the carton of milk and watched as I poured the milk in. I grabbed a spoon and put it in the bowl. I set in on the table. Daniel ran to his seat and started eating.

I made myself a bowl and sat down in front of the TV. I turned the channel to the news.

"Good morning. I'm Rick Linz."

"And I'm Deborah Lord." I zoned out for the news about politics and latest kidnappings. I only zone back in when they started there celebrity gossip. "In other news, teen celebrity band One Direction is back in London after their American tour. Zayn Malik is still hung up over ex-girlfriend, Lucy Grey. He has a one hundred thousand dollar reward for anyone who has any idea where she is." I groaned. I can't believe it. He can't do this to me. Zayn needs to just move on. Several pictures of him and I showed up on the screen. I turned the TV off and watched the screen go black.

I walked back to my room and jumped on Liam. He groaned. "Wake up! We need to talk! Now!" Liam sat up.

"What?" He asked. He was still tired. Liam worked a lot so, it was understandable. But, Zayn needs to understand.

"You need to talk to Zayn."

"Why? What's he done?" Liam rubbed his eyes and then noticed I was close to tears.

"He's trying to find me! Zayn has a one hundred thousand dollar reward for anyone who can tell him where I am!" The tears spilled over my cheeks now and Liam pulled his phone out.

"I can't say anything to him unless I tell him that I've been talking to you."

"Then tell him! Just tell him to call it off. Please."

"OK," He paused and dialled a number. Liam waited a few seconds. "Hello? Zayn?" The other voice was muffled. "You need to call off the whole reward thing with Lucy. Why? She's seen it and she doesn't like it. She just wants you to stay away from her." He pause and I heard Zayn yelling. "Yeah, I've been talking to her." I motioned for him to give me the phone. "Are you sure?" Liam mouthed. I nodded. He handed me the phone.

"Zayn?"

"Lucy?" He practically yelled.

"Zayn, please just leave me alone." I said. It was so hard. Of course I still loved him.

"Lucy." Zayn started to trail off and then sighed. "I'm not going to stop looking for you."

"I'm not going to be able to leave my house. Or do anything. People aren't going to leave me alone. Please Zayn." I was still crying. Talking to him.

"Come see me. Meet up with me and I'll call the whole thing off." Zayn was always a stubborn one. He got what he wanted. But, he wasn't like a drama king pop star diva. When he wanted something, he went after it until he got it.

"No." I couldn't go see him. Surely I'd fall for his charm. I'd give into him. "If you don't call it off, I'll,"

I paused, thinking of what I'd do:

"I'll call the police." Lie.

"I'll move to America." Lie.

"I'll change my name." Lie.

I knew I couldn't do those things. "Please Lucy? I just need to see you one last time. I'll leave you alone afterwards. Just if you change your mind. Meet me at Starbucks. The one on 133 Charing Cross Road. I'll wait from one to two. OK? Just give me a chance. Please." I heard him in tears.

"Bye Zayn." I hung up the phone and handed it back to Liam. "He wants to meet up." I whisper.

"I really think you should go. You don't have to tell him about Danny yet, but at least go talk to him. I'll watch Danny if you want." I nod.

"Thanks." I said. I walked into my bathroom and stripped my clothes. I turned the water on.

I wrap a towel around my hair and my body. I walked into my room. I glance at the clock on the bedside table. It was half eleven. I put on underwear. I grabbed acid-washed skinny jeans and a grey button up jumper. I walked back into the bathroom and took the towel off of my head. I put mouse in my already curly brown hair. I grabbed my phone off of the counter and put it in my pocket. I walked by the door and put on my black heels.

"Bye Danny!" I kissed Daniel's forehead and walk towards the kitchen where Liam was making Daniel lunch. "Bye Liam." I kiss his cheek.

"Bye babe.

"Bye mummy!" Daniel hugged my leg. I ruffled his hair and walked out the door.

I walked into Starbucks. There were still ten minutes to one, but I already saw Zayn waiting. I walked towards his table. Zayn's head was down, his phone occupying him. I stood in front of the table. "Zayn," I croak. His head shot up. Zayn stared at me for a while. I coughed, a bit uncomfortable. He stood up.

"Lucy." Zayn said like he didn't believe it was actually me. I looked him up and down. He had the same quiff hair style. He wore glasses. Zayn wore jeans and a plaid button up shirt.

Zayn leaned in for a hug. I just stood there as his arms wrapped around my neck. I wrapped my arms around his waist. He squeezed me as I just patted his back awkwardly. "I missed you." He whispered against my hair.

I had an irresistible urge to kiss him as he pulled away. I managed to keep myself under control. "Sit." Zayn said, gesturing towards the chair opposite of his. He had already ordered for me. Zayn remembered my order. He laughed awkwardly. "Hot chocolate. No whipped cream." I smiled and nod.

"How have you been?" I blurt after a few minutes of silence.

"Do you want the truth?" He laughed again. I nod. I missed his laugh. I missed his smiled. His hugs. His kisses. His everything. I missed him. "Not too good." He sighs and takes my hand from across the table. Zayn's thumb rubs circles into the back of my hand. It took everything I had not to intertwine our fingers.

I just stared at him, unsure of what to say.

"How have you been?" He asks.

"I've been good." I looked into his eyes. It was a mistake. He looked hurt. Was it something I said? Of course it was. When I said I was good, he must've thought I meant I was good without him.

"That's great." Zayn said, smiling sadly.

I take my hand away from his which just added to the hurt in his eyes. I take a sip of my drink. "Why did you go?" He asked blankly. Zayn's face showed no emotion. Zayn stared at the table, avoiding eyecontact.

"I didn't like the publicity, I couldn't do anything. Zayn, I just couldn't deal with it." He looked up at me.

"You're lying. If you didn't love me anymore, just tell me."

"No, that's not it. I just don't want to talk about it. I have to go." I stood up and started to leave. He grabbed my hand.

"Please don't go." Zayn said.

"I have to."

"Is this the last time I'll see you?" Zayn asked.

"I, I don't know." I stutter.

"Can I have your number?" I shook my head. "Do you still have mine?" I nod. "Please call me." He pleaded with his eyes. Zayn leaned foreward and kissed my forehead.

"Goodbye Zayn." I turned and left Starbucks. I just left the love of my life forever.

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