He's my son (One Direction)

Stupid in Love

If you didn't know I'm only writing the story in Ally's point of view, it's easier and I think the story would be better this way. Please comment or vote and tell me if I'm doing any good. Thanks & I hope you guys love the story! Feel free to give me ideas, I'm all ears!! <3

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I walked into Zayn's house and took a seat on his comfy sofa. The lights was dimmed and Zayn was no where in sight. Jeez, my feet hurt. Why can't flat feet be less of an asshole?

"BOO!" He said behind me. I jumped and screamed turning around to see Zayn shirtless and laughing.

"Jesus Zayn, you almost made me pee my pants!" I shouted out and calmed my fast beating heart..

"What did Styles say?" He asked and casually took a seat next to me.

"We aren't broken up and he loves me so much. It was a mistake breaking up with me and he's deeply sorry." I said in a British accent trying to mimic Harry but I did a pretty horrible job.

"He'll say whatever he can to keep you around. I know the feeling." He smiled at me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Really? I don't think you really do." I raised an eyebrow and put his arm around me. He moved closer and we were facing each other, I was on my left side and he was on his right. He pushed some of my hair behind my ear and I felt the awkwardness come back.

"Two years away from you was two years too long. I still remember the first day we met. What song did you you sing, oh yeah it was Love Song. You had that ugly sweater on, but it looked amazing in you. You spilt wine on my pants and almost started to cry." He started laughing. I did spill wine on his expensive tux. I was so embarrassed, I was such a klutz. I wanted to cry because I felt like an idiot.

"Haha, very funny. You saw a nieve girl and you took the chance knowing I'd fall for it, which I did. You know some days I felt like you hated me, like our relationship didn't have any trust and you thought I slept around. I'm sorry lets just talk about something else." I didn't want to have a heart to heart talk right now. I've got so much on my mind and I'm trying to get some of it out. I didn't want to talk about this, I didn't want to bring out old feelings.

"No we need to have this talk, just get it all out, it'll make you feel better."

It's your funeral Malik.

"Okay, when you cheated on me I couldn't stop thinking abut how could you do that to me. I wanted to tell you about Nathaniel that night, but instead I watched you love someone else, and it sucked. I felt like my whole world just stopped and I couldn't feel anything. The only thing that kept me going was Nathaniel. I couldn't tell you and ruin your career. You said you didn't even want kids until you were older. You had it all and I wasn't going to be the one to destroy it. I couldn't hurt you that way, not the way you hurt me. I didn't understand why you cheated. Was I not good enough, not there for you? What did I do wrong? The questions haunted my mind, I needed a reason to why you did it. Eventually I convinced myself that you never existed, like you were dead to me. I'm sorry, that all came out really messed up." He sat up and just stared at nothing. He was probably taking what I said in. I never said anything like that before to him, I didn't want to upset him.. Not now. I put my hands in his and he held into them.

"No it's okay, you're letting out your feelings and it hurts but I deserve it. I should have never cheated on you. Don't blame yourself, I was young and stupid. I wanted to have fun but actually it wasn't all that fun. I lost everything that I really cared about and I realized that my life was complete shit. You were too good for me, you were there for me every time I needed you, and you did nothing wrong. I never knew I hurt you that way. I should have never let you go. I should tried to fix things instead of ignoring you. Was I really, dead to you? If I wouldn't have asked about Nathaniel would you have still told me he was my son?" His brown eyes were looking straight into mine. I sat up an looked at him. I took a deep breath and looked up. I closed my eyes and tilted my head down.

"Yes, and probably not..." Silence broke out. His hands left mine, talking doesn't solve much with him. It was better to just not talk about stuff because he'd just brush it off, but he wouldn't brush that off.

"Why wouldn't you tell me?" He stared at his hands. He fiddled with his fingers and I knew he'd fall apart if I told him the truth so I didn't answer him. I got off the bed and went to walk out of the room.

"Please."

I couldn't tell him that I knew he'd fuck up Nathaniel. That he was irresponsible, ignorant, and immature. He wasn't dad material and I didn't want my son to have an asshole father. I didn't want Zayn to break his heart too. I wish I could say I have faith in him as a father, but that'd be a lie.. I walked out of the room and went straight to the bedroom downstairs to clear my head. I closed the door and locked it. I knew he'd try to come in and want an answer.

Right on time I heard him knocking on the door. I was a few feet away from the door and I dropped onto the floor and put my knees against my chest, and cried. My arms held tightly around my legs and my tears were falling onto my knees. I had to deal with Harry and his confused brain. Now Zayn, someone get me a xanex.

I suppose that my life has been so many puzzles and they keep becoming harder to solve. How many bad choices did I have to make in order to realize that it was a bad choice? If time could be reversed moving the hands backwords, I'm not even sure I'd turn them. Everything I have gone through, has meant something to me. Every bad moment has made me cherish the good ones. This is what life is about, learning, falling, and getting back up again. Maybe I've fallen down but I will always get back up. If not for me, I'll do it for Danny, and the little one in my tummy.