“Who the fuck would be knocking on our door?” Justin asked.
I ignored Justin and opened the door. There Zayn was standing with the most charming smile ever.
I said giving him an exquisite smile.
“What’s up? So, where’s the little guy?” Zayn asked.
“He’s sleeping right now, sorry! You can still see him if you want. He’s laying down” I said directing his attention towards the bed.
As I gestured my hands toward the bed, I saw Justin with the most livid expression I have ever seen him with. Zayn walked inside and went to go take a look at the baby.
“Nicole, can I talk to you for a sec?” Justin asked through clenched teeth.
“Why not?” I asked as ironic as ever.
Justin pulled me out into the hallway.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“What the hell is he doing here?” Justin hissed.
“I invited him over. After you stood me up at the hospital, he came to visit me. I agreed to hanging out with him today.” I said crossing my arms.
“Ok, first of all, I didn’t stand you up. I was busy, the concert wasn’t over until late at night and I was tired. I was gonna come back, but you’re the one who asked me not to. Remember?”
“Ok, well I don’t have time to bicker with you. I have company to attend to” I said while walking back in the hotel room after.