Mistakes

2

Zayn had just finished getting Madison ready for the day when the doorbell rang. He furrowed his brows seeing as he wasn’t expecting anyone. He picked up Madison and carried her to the door.

When he opened it, he almost wanted to slam it shut. Standing in front of him was the man he hoped he’d never have to see again.

Harry.

He stood there awkwardly, like he was questioning why he was there, too. “H-Harry?”

“Yeah, hi.” Harry said just as awkwardly. Zayn wanted to ask why he was here when Harry looked at Madison. “Come inside. I’ll explain everything.”

Harry sighed, but nodded.

“How could you not tell me about this?” Harry practically yelled at Zayn.

He and Zayn were sitting in Zayn’s flat, a cup of tea between them.

“It was my decision to make.” Zayn shot back.

“Your decision, my ass.” Harry mumbled.

“Watch your mouth. She’s in the other room playing and the last thing she needs to hear is your foul mouth.”

Harry huffed. “I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me.”

“You didn’t want kids, Harry.” Zayn tried.

“I would have had a million kids with you…”

“You sure about that?”

Harry sighed. “I went out for X-Factor.”

“Congrats.” Zayn mumbled.

“I didn’t make it, though.”

Zayn was just about to say something when Madison ran in looking tired. He picked her up. “I’ll take her,” Harry tried, but Zayn just kept an insanely tight grip on her.

“You don’t trust me, do you?”

“No.” Zayn said.

Harry sighed and got up, pushing his cup away. He went to the door, opened it, then closed it.

This isn’t over. Zayn thought.