I Won't Tell-Zayn Malik AU

Zayn's body towering over my small frame, his eyes were dark and unrecognizable.

We were inches apart, I felt his ragged breath hit my face. "Now you listen to me, you are to not tell anyone about this, do i make myself clear?" He say through gritted teeth.

My back pressed against the door and both his hands gripped my arms. I choked on a sob, barely a word came out. His grip on me tightened causing me to whimper. "I said, don't i make myself clear?"He growled lowly.

"I-I Won't T-Tell." I whimpered out
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56. chapter 55

Chapter Fifty Five

~Gabriel's Pov~

I took another look at myself in the mirror completely satisfied with I was wearing for school. Yes, as crazy as its sound, I'm going to back to school. I just couldn't stand being at home and missing out on all my work. Even though I'm not behind and Luke would bring home all the work to keep on track, but I prefer being in school and get my work done there. Besides I have few months left of school before I graduate. My mother probably expected me to be in bed and rest, but I know she wouldn't like the idea of me going to school, especially with what's going on right now.

Then I thought about Zayn. He's going to probably be at school today. His sudden encounter last night when he showed up in my room, left me completely shocked. I wasn't expected to see him so sudden. But then he know of the pregnancy, and wants to be in every part of this baby's life. When he placed his hand over my almost four month old stomach, I caught that warm fuzzy feeling inside I felt three years ago. When he said he's going to be part of me and this child's life.. is he really serious? Is he really going to be a part of our lives?


"You're pregnant?" Zayn say in almost a whisper.

I nodded, tears threatening to spill. "Yes, I am. I'm having our baby."

"...I'm going to be there for you and this baby. Our baby." He reaches for my hand, and I let him. "We'll get through this, Gabby. I'll be with you every step of the way. I promise."

[Flashback Ended]

I shook away the thoughts, taking another look at myself in the mirror before grabbing up my bag and books and headed out the room. I'm not sure if my mother's up or not, but I know she would question of where I was heading. Pulling out my phone, I sent a quick text to Michael to pick me up when he's ready. He asked if my mother is okay with the idea but I replied that I'll deal with her. Then I get an text from Danielle asking if I was indeed coming to school today and told her I was. I reached the bottom the of the stairs only to be startled to find my mother coming from out of nowhere. I assume she came from the living room. "Mum," I sighed, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart.

"Hey honey," My mother say surprised to see me up. "Why are you up this early?"

I chewed on my lower lip trying to find a better explanation as to why I want to go to school. I get sick and tired of just being home as an excuse because of my pregnancy. My studies is really important to me. Despite all the hate I get from my peers, I have friends that are there for me. "I get miserable, just staying here. I have so much to catch up on with my studies, I feel like I need to go." I say, hoping she would go along with it but I was wrong.

"Gabe, there's nothing for you to worry about. We heard from your counselor that you're doing fine. You're still going to graduate."

"But mum, I miss being with my friends. It feels like I'm missing out on everything. This is my senior year. I have only few months left, can I at least make the best of it?"

"Gabriel, I want you to make the best out of your senior year." She say placing her hands on my arms comfortingly. "I want that for you, honestly I do. Just.." She closed her eyes and let out a defeated sigh. "Let me think about it and talk with your counselor, if its alright that you could attend. But right now, I want you to relax, alright honey?"

"Alright," I murmured, still wished I had went to school today.

"Um Gabriel, there's something I wanted to ask you,"

"Yeah, sure.. what is it?" I asked, unsure of whatever it is she wanted to ask me.

"Last night, I heard you talking to someone from inside your bedroom. I thought I may have another voice, as if someone was in there with you."

"No. I was only talking to Danielle, that was all." I shrugged like it was no big deal.

She then gave me one of those looks as if she knows I'm hiding something. "Who is it exactly were you talking to? I want the truth."


~Zayn's Pov~

I was unable to ponder over the thoughts going through my mind for any longer. Gabriel's pregnant, with my child. And I'm going to be a father. My attention drawn back to last night. Her hand placed onto her stomach, revealing a small but growing bump. I know it was a mistake and neither of us expect this to happen, but we'll find some way to work it out if these trials go well.

I pulled out my phone, going through my contacts only to come across Gabriel's number. A heavy sigh fell from mouth, my bottom lip taken between my teeth. I was debating whether or not to call her. I'd hate to disturb her, what is she's not up this early? It would be quite rude of me, so i'm trying my best not to disturb her.

All of a sudden my buzzed in my hand, showing Louis' name. I pressed answer and putting the device to my ear. "Louis? What's up?"

"Hey, mate. Where are you? We're at the school."

"Alright, I'm on my way." I say, as I ended the call. I swung my bag over my shoulder and left my room, heading down the staircase towards the front door.

"You're off?"

My attention drawn to my mother, coming from the kitchen with a coffee mug in her hand, the other supporting the bottom. "Yeah," I responded. "Well, see you later." I say, grabbing my jacket, turning about to leave.

"Zayn wait," My mother say, stopping me in my place by the door.

I turned to see her coming up to me, she looked elsewhere as if there's something really important she wanted to tell me. "I'm going to tell you something and this may surprise you okay?"

"Mum, what is it?" I find myself asking, starting to worry.

"Honey, its just.. well, I kind if knew of Gabriel's pregnancy."

Wait, what? My mother knew about this before I did? Since when? "What? For how long?"

"About few weeks after the incident. Her mother told me." My mother sighed. "I have no clue, Zayn. I kind of said something pretty harsh.. I mean Gabriel was like daughter to me-"

"I know mum, you don't have to explain." I nodded, knowing what she meant starting to feel bad all over.

"But you do know how much you mean to me,"

I nodded. "I do. I feel really terrible about what happened. I was her best friend I shouldn't have hurt her. I can't believe I did what I did. As much as I don't want to believe what I've done but its done.. and I've truly messed up. I want to make things right but I don't know," I mumbled the last part.

I was pulled into a hug. Then I can hear her silent hiccup sobs. "Things will get better," She say. "You hear me?"

She pulled me away from her and took my face in her hands. Her eyes red and puffy from crying. "It will get better." She say.

I really want to believe her. I hope things do get better. And just maybe things will be get better between Gabriel and I, now that we have a child on the way. I want to be there every step of the way. But what I'm worried about is I might not be there for them because I just may be locked away for who knows how long. I'd hate to miss out on my first child's birth and not being able to hold him or her. Then at the same time I feel like a terrible father. How am I going to tell my child of the horrible things I've done to their mother? So much going through my head right now.

We turned to the sound of knocking at the front door. My mother gave me a clueless look as to who it may be. "Let me see who it could be," She say, moving around me and reaching for the knob, opening it revealing Gabriel's mother with an unreadable expression. "Pam. What brings you by?" my mother asked kindly.

"I stopped by because I have a message for your son," Pam turned to me half heartedly. I stood there like a deer caught in headlights. I don't like the look she's giving me. It was pure hatred. Whatever it is, I could tell this must be really serious. "I know you've seen my daughter last night. So let me make this very clear.. stay the hell away from her."

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