Lost love

A Zayn fanfic


2. Chapter 2

I stare at Zayn, shocked. He just stares at me - biting his lower lip. He knows i'm angry, he knows he's in trouble. 

"Babe its not what it looks like. I swear!" Zayn pleaded for forgiveness, still standing there, shirtless, looking at me with puppy-dog eyes.

"What is this?" I stand there still. He doesn't speak, he just looks around the room, realizing how bad it actually is. "Zayn..." I pause. "Zayn how on earth could you get this messy? You are only doing you're hair for gods sake!" He moves closer and gives me a hug.

"I was shaving my face as well" He grabs my hand and rubs it against his face - as proof. He releases me and goes back to the mirror. 

"Right that explains for the...What is that? Is that my face wash?" I try to hide my laugh. Leaning on the door way I stand there, steering at Zayn who looks slightly embarrassed.

"I'm breaking out okay." Zayn shows his laugh. "Hey babe can you get me the hair dryer? Its on the counter over there" Zayn points to the counter with his chin, trying to change the subject.

While I walk over to the counter to get the hair dryer I slip, Zayn catches me just before I hit the ground.

"Babe, you alright?" He helps me back up.

"What was that?" I look behind me, and get the sudden smell of toothpaste, I look back at Zayn with one eyebrow raised.

"Babe i'm so sorry" His eyes divert from me to my stomach, both hands reach out and grab it. "Baby okay?" I look down at my stomach.

"Yeah, baby's fine." His eyes come back to mine. "That was a close call Malik you need to sort your shit out before this little one comes."

"I know Deliah, i'm sorry. It won't happen again."

My lips meet with Zayn's, I know he feels bad and he didn't mean for it to happen. I look in to his eyes and smile at him, he gives a bigger one back.

"I love you babe"

"I love you too" he replies.

I leave the bathroom with nothing else said.




I can hear Zayn putting the last of the things away in the bathroom, before he walks around the house trying to find me.

"Hey baby cake are you..." Zayn leans against the doorway smiling at me, "You know we don't have to go to the party. I mean you look beautiful, we could have our own party here."

I blush, but sadly turn him down.

"Sorry babe, like you said 'it's my mothers 40th birthday party' remember?" 

"Are you turning my word around Miss Lane?" Zayn closes one eye, but keeps the the one glued to me.

"I might be" I shrug my arms and smile at him.

He gives me a huge hug, I can't tell he still feels horrible about before, but I don't bring it up.

I feel a slight kick breaking the hug from Zayn.

"I think it's telling us to go" Zayn hints that were already late. Zayn grabs my hand and we walk to the car.

"We can't just call the baby 'it'"

"Well why not?" Zayn argues.

"Just because we can't. It feels wrong. Why don't we give it a cute name?" Zayn opens my car door for me. Closing it as soon as I get inside, I can tell he doesn't want to have this conversation.  "Why don't we call the baby for now, tadpole"

"Tadpole?" Zayn repeats 

"Tadpole. They yous it in Home and Away" I smile at Zayn. He out beats me again by giving me a bigger grin.

"Tadpole it is"


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